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:: 2004 18 September :: 1.09pm

:: 2004 15 September :: 3.33pm

1. there are more people and more things going on in the world than you.

2. you do not know one single thing.

3. you are not right about anything.

4. you are not wrong about anything.

5. you are not better than anyone else.

6. no one is better than you.

i'm sorry if you believe otherwise.

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i'm sick of hearing people complain about ridiculous things. if you need to vent because your father beats you, do it. if you were raped, i want to hear about it. if no one ever loved you, tell me. i'll love you.

but don't whine because mommy and daddy didn't give you money for allowance. don't bitch about people because they "don't like" you or "talked shit" or something equally as lame as that. everyone's so fucking concerned with other people that they don't take one fucking second to work on themselves! it's always someone else's fault. "well, mom and dad didn't teach me how to treat people, so, oh well. this is me and i don't care if it makes me a bitch. what, are you disrespecting me?" oh, of course! that's right! don't even TRY to be your own person, don't attempt to learn anything for yourself. "so-and-so was mean to me. wah wah wah. i'm gonna go out of my way to be mean back, just to show them! take that!" ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! you must be! this is the end of the world, isn't it? because everyone else's actions and lives have infinite influence on yours, right? because the actions you take to better yourself, to understand yourself, to love yourself... those don't work unless the whole world bows to you and loves you, too, right?? because sinking down to the level of the assholes around you makes you BETTER THAN THEM, right?

get the fuck away from me.

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:: 2004 14 September :: 4.22pm

pour mon amie, toto!
[edit] this is a handout that my french professor gave to us. i saw that the character's name was toto and cracked up, and of course i had to show you guys. so, i didn't just draw this on a whim or something, my professor made it!

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:: 2004 13 September :: 4.38pm

com 101
i have to give a speech wherein i compare myself to something or someone. i.e. "i'm like a guitar because..."

this is terribly hard for me to do. i've never thought i was like anyone or anything in the first place.

i thought long and hard, and i came up with something silly that i could maybe pull off. but before i pencil that idea in, i was wondering if you guys have any suggestions.

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:: 2004 12 September :: 1.37am

you are going to die.

so, live now.

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:: 2004 11 September :: 2.26am

attn: faygo and alyssa
i was telling danielle about my human sexuality class, and i was explaining something about homosexuality... but i made a typo and wrote, "hoosexual" instead of "homosexual." oh man.

:: 2004 7 September :: 10.15pm
:: Mood: happy

too bad for the rest of ya
ha, she's MINE! all mine. the best girl in the world and she's MINE!!! *faints*

she's actually real. oh may god.

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:: 2004 6 September :: 9.12pm

i wish it were somehow possible to sing and dance in an online journal. i'd be doing that right now if it were.

:: 2004 6 September :: 1.14am

i'd rather inch my way to a green light than speed to a red light.

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:: 2004 3 September :: 2.36pm
:: Music: deftones - pink maggit

back in school, we are the leaders of it all
i'm following andy's radical, but brilliant example. bye bye internet. it's school time for me. starting tomorrow. *waves* miss me terribly, eh?

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:: 2004 1 September :: 6.44pm
:: Mood: bitter
:: Music: a moment of silence

we all die young
my baby cousin is in the hospital. she's 2 years old. she may not live long.

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:: 2004 30 August :: 3.58pm
:: Mood: hungry
:: Music: morrissey - irish blood english heart

torture
i was worried at barney's house. i only had 2 eggs and i was full. *shmook*

but then i got better.

toto says:
on the ride home from barney's, it was like torture. first there was that pizza hut bilboard with 3 pizzas and a 2.5 litre pepsi for 3.5KD. then there was the bundle thing from burgerking, a meal for 8 people. and then that ice cream swensen's kuwaiti thing

andy says:
that ad is GROSS

toto says:
it's icecream the size of a national monument! what's not to love?

so i know i'm all back to normal now.

have you ever read The Black Gryphon? you should read it, it's by Mercedes Lackey. i'm reading it now for i think the 5th time.

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:: 2004 30 August :: 5.57am
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: TV

barney loves dawson's creek
i hate the woman who's running our school.

me: so when samra dies...

barney: who?

me: samra... (the bitch who owns our school)

barney: oooooooh yeah.... (almost moaning)

see? everyone hates her. she changed her mind about uniforms. people refuse to order the uniform, so she goes "you can wear whatever bottoms you like, and we'll sell you the shirts from the school". i demand a refund!

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:: 2004 29 August :: 4.56am
:: Mood: thoughtful
:: Music: radiohead - 2+2=5

i am dreaming of a time when...
i was involved with this guy who was out on parole, and apparently i knew him since he went to prison, and i waited for him. and then when he got let out, we were "together". and he got a job, and we watched videos all the time, and we did not once hoo-hah. wow.

but yeah, we were all into one another and weren't in any hurry to and i told him i'd promised a friend that i wouldn't hoo-hah (intruding on my dreams, bitch). well anyway, his parole officer came to his job (at crepaway, only it was INSIDE this huge mall that actually included the highway) and started interviewing him and i showed up and was helping him and she was all surprised he was in a relationship, then she found out i was an ex-con and it was all "altuyoor ala ashkaloha taqa'a." "birds on their own kind fall" (how funny, i was an ex-con in the dream). well yeah, and he passed the interview, but i was all jealous of her because she was wearing this suit and making eyes at him over her glasses, but i still told him how proud i was of him. and we were walking out of the resteraunt, and as we cross the highway, i stood on the side that the cars were coming from, i always do when i'm awake, and i got hit by a car. that's when i woke up.

i woke up and started making sure i was still here, pinchng myself, looking for my room, washing my face. it felt so real, and at the last moment i thought "i'm ready to die, but don't take him." but i never found out if he also got hit or if it was just me.

and then.

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:: 2004 28 August :: 4.08pm
:: Mood: hungry
:: Music: cat stevens - my lady d'arbanville

hang up the phone! i'm calling you tard! i'm not calling you "tard" i'm saying you are a tard. you know?

me: i can't believe i'm graduating next year.

kaileen: yeah. you're like 8.

me: i am?

kaileen: no, my little sister is.

me: oh.

kaileen: she's not graduating next year.

me: no. because she's 8.

kaileen: exactly.

dang, i miss this girl.

:: 2004 28 August :: 2.36am

look at the stars. look how they shine for you.

:: 2004 27 August :: 8.24pm
:: Mood: bouncy
:: Music: the strokes - barely legal

make nice to bulgarian boys
16. twice my size. bulgarian. broken english. yummy. he had a great handshake, the kind that hurts your knuckles and rattles you all the way up to the shoulder. mmmm. we'd be talking and he'd stop in midsentence, stop to think for a minute, then jump back in with a bulgarian word. it was so cute.

dad's house. whatever.

but did i tell you about the bulgarian boy at my cousin's birthday?

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:: 2004 26 August :: 7.17am
:: Mood: sore
:: Music: haruno kanata

andy: i think the japanese are the only people that can rock anymore

"are you going to do aerobics with us?'

"no thank you."

"why? try aerobics"

"no please."

"try!"

"please?"

AC got me a che guevara shirt! and a button! wheeeeee! i rock sooooo much right now. i also cleaned out my closet. i have room for things now! *points to mouth* i'm so excited!

:: 2004 24 August :: 2.09am

4 hours of the history channel
*sigh*

can't we just get along? :-(

:: 2004 22 August :: 3.33pm
:: Music: shaft in the background

SHAFT HAS A VACHINGA!
maddness! crepaway, and things! and laurence was there! only the waitress was totally disrespecting him (probably cuz she's got a thing for andy and they were obviously an item) so we shared our food. i ordered this weird pasta thing, only it was like, not good, so i ordered a burger but that wasn't very good either. i stil ate them both. leave me alone.

we got laurence a booster baby chair, and the waitress kept touching it. after all the eating, we were denied access to the kitchen and spent almsot all our money (minus five bulgarian units, one US dollar and about 500 fils in kuwait currency) on lunch since my credit card was being hetero. then we crossed the street to the beach and burger king, (borjar kinj!) where there was drive through, table dancing, and flower killing. we also rolled down the grassy slope, laurence and i. i flashed the highway. we skipped (literally) back to crepaway and there was more madness and yeah stuff happened and it was really funny and you shoulda been there. whoo.

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:: 2004 20 August :: 9.50pm
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: interpol

10th grade brit lit
i read the part of macbeth, nicole was lady macbeth. we had such a blast reading this outloud. this part was especially funny because of the fast, choppy way in which we read it:

LADY MACBETH
Did not you speak?

MACBETH
When?

LADY MACBETH
Now.

MACBETH
As I descended?

LADY MACBETH
Ay.

MACBETH
Hark!

(hahaha. nicole and steph - remember our cobain video?

"hark! i hear a knocking! a knocking, indeed!" - kurt cobain [played by yours truly]

"must've been pretty bad if he dropped the baby." - krist novoselic [stephanie]

[kurt is shooting up heroin in the bathroom]
"i wonder what's taking him so long...?" - courtney love [laura bottom]

"uhh... *trying to hold in laughter* ... i dunno." - dave grohl [nicole] )

FIRST MURDERER
He's a traitor.

SON
Thou liest, thou shag-ear'd villain!

FIRST MURDERER
What, you egg!
[Stabs him.]
Young fry of treachery!

SON
He has kill'd me, Mother. Run away, I pray you!
[Dies.]

hahahahaha, "he has killed me." and i love how it says "dies" as a stage direction.

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:: 2004 20 August :: 8.47pm
:: Music: morrissey - i have forgiven jesus

laurence rocks my socks!

as a friend, andy.

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:: 2004 20 August :: 6.32pm
:: Music: morrissey - first of the gang to die

i love my brother to pieces.
the first time i beat neji with hinata...

a7mad: donkey shit.

the second time i beat neji with hinata...

a7mad: monkey piss.

the third time and last time i beat neji with hinata...

a7mad: hinata barf.

my brother is so cool...

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:: 2004 19 August :: 6.03am

I love you.

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:: 2004 19 August :: 6.01am
:: Mood: bouncy
:: Music: morrissey - first of the gang to die

if you haven't listened to this song, just listen to it cuz it's my new theme song
You have never been in love,
Until you've seen the stars,
reflect in the resevoirs

And you have never been in love,
Until you've seen the dawn rise,
behind the home for the blind

We are the pretty petty thieves,
And you're standing on our street..

...where Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Oh my.
Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Oh my.

You have never been in love,
Until you've seen the sunlight thrown
over smashed human bones

We are the pretty petty thieves,
And you're standing on our street..

...where Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Such a silly boy.
Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and a bullet in his gullet
and the first last lad to go under the sod.

And he stole from the rich and the poor
and the not-very-rich and the very poor
and he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away