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2004 12 February :: 2.13pm
Fucking christ.
i come on here for 3 fucking minutes and i swear a bazillion pop ups flashed everywhere. The quicker i Xed them out, the faster they came.
This is ridiculous.
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2004 2 February :: 11.57pm
:: Mood: stoked
:: Music: Mingus
My first paying gig! Holy shit!
My mom picked me up when I got off work tonight at 9:30, and said I got a phone call from Addison Gilbert. That was a shock. The hardcore drum teacher with the coked up eyes called my house. Weird. I called him back to find out what he wanted. Apparently he was looking for a bari sax player, and Mr. Lerner recomended me, and spoke very highly of my playing abilities. Mr. G is the pit orchestra director for all the Olympic Heights musicals. To fill the pit, he hires professionals for the lead parts, gets the best OH kids to play the other parts, and he recruits from other schools to fill in whatever parts are left.
He asked Mr Lerner for a bari sax player, and Lerner told him I was the man. Hard-fucking-core. Olympic Heights does serious musicals. This year it is the broadway musical "Me and My Girl." He said it's about three hours long, and they use the real scripts and music, not the watered down high-school versions. He was telling me all about it, and I couldn't stop thinking like "Holy Shit." Opening night is in the beginning of March, and I'd have to go to rehersal every thursday. not a problem.
I was saying a few weeks ago about how happy I'd be to just play some good music for free, like the jazz combo Chris O'Brien was trying to set up at Pineapple Grove. Mr G. said it pays a measly $100. Holy shit, bells, whistles, and cash register cha-chings were going off in my head. My first paying gig at a professional level..... hell, my first paying gig. Wow. This post is just all incoherent babble, but I'm just really excited. I'm just suprised that Mr. Lerner thinks I'm capeable of something like this. I wouldn't have thought so, but then again, I am my hardest critic. Mr. G. was telling me all abotu when Kevin Blum played with his orchestra 2 years ago, and how great he thought it was. Oh man. This is a new level for me. Nice. I'm done.
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2004 31 January :: 12.12am
:: Mood: excited
:: Music: Catch 22
I forgot to mention. I got a car. Finally.
It's a 1984 Chevy Monte Carlo, Luxury Coupe with a 305 V8. It sounds sweet, but its really an old piece of shit with 150k miles on it that needs work; but I'm still stoked to have a car. When they made them in 84, there was the Luxury, or the SS. The SS has the same engine, just bored out to be a 350, and also has a cooler front end and rear bumper. I'm probably gonna go to the junkyard to get an SS front end and rear bumper to make it look better and then paint it to match. The Luxury model is the same basic car, but with the front end, it looks like an old grandma car..... a fast fucking granny car. When I get done with it and am ready to take it on the road (April 10th, hint hint), it's gonna be one bad motha fucka. Paint job, new wheels, white walls, rockin system, SS parts, flowmasters. Oh snap!
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2004 29 January :: 10.02pm
:: Mood: awkwardly depressed
:: Music: GG-GG-G-G-G-unit!
"For every sprinkle I find, I shall kill you!"
Hmm. What's new in my life? Same old shit, but not really.
I've gotten a lot better, and much more used to playing the bari sax. That is a major plus. I’m considering playing it for my college auditions in place of my alto. I sound awesome, well awesome for someone at my level, on alto, but I think I might just impress some people with my bari sax skills. Who knows? This year is my first time ever doing solo and ensemble. I’m really excited. I've got a bari sax solo that is coming along nicely; better than I had expected. I'm playing bari in a quartet that it doing a decent job at staying together, and I'm also in an alto trio, that is, well... a trio. It really needs help, but it sure is fun to play. I'm really starting to enjoy and love playing my saxophones. I'm at the point where I can't imagine life without them. If somebody ever causes me to lose my hands or fingers, they're getting a bullet to the head. Fa sho'
I also got accepted to three more schools. I went to guidance to send my transcripts out to FSU, USF, UNF, FIU, and FAU. It turns out that UNF already requested my transcripts, so they didn't have to be sent out. I didn't know they could, or would do that. I got an acceptance letter from them yesterday. I got my acceptance letter from USF the day I sent them my transcripts. The mail usually takes two days or so, meaning that they made their acceptance decision solely on my application and my SAT scores that I sent. Scary Shit. FIU accepted me too, but their admissions department is pretty worthless, so they get a student to call and congratulate me first, and then send the letter a week later. at least USF called me the day I got the letter. I still haven't applied to FSU, or Jacksonville University. I have a feeling that JU is exactly like Lynn University. Their jazz director called me at 9:30 on a thursday night a few weeks ago to ask me if I was going to audition. Apparently there are only about 2,500 students at JU. There's that many at Atlantic, and also Lynn. That makes me figure that it's a small shitty campus. But it's a plus because there's more privatized instruction, and also it’s close to the beach, unlike USF in Tampa and FSU in Talahassee(sp). Young Harris College also called me tonight to ask if I was interested. I politely told the girl that I wasn't, but she kept asking me questions about my major, and where I applied. I wanted to hang up, but she was being so nice to me that I couldn't bring myself to do it. I told her about my career plans, and she mentioned something about God's plan for me. She also told me to pray that things work out or something. I was really tempted to tell her that I'm an atheist, but she was just too nice. I can't do that. I'm not ever sure that I'm an atheist. I don't know what I am. I just prefer not to think about it now. As for now, I don't believe in much, I don't pray, I don't go to church, and I am happy. Maybe when I turn 40, I'll have some crazy epiphany and change my ways, but until then I'll stay very unreligious. I also tried Xanex. No, not on prescription, just because it's fun. Really fun. But I'm done with stupid shit like that. Alcohol is my limit. No pot, no bars, no more recreational mind altering substances that aren't alcohol. So there! Take that illegal drug market. Boo yah!
Wow, that was the first time I've ever said Boo yah! Weird.
But on to what that last paragraph should have said: I've been infatuated with the same girl since freshman year. I can't get her out of my mind. I think about her all the time.... and get depressed. I had a dream about her a month ago, where she wouldn't talk to me and completely ignored me. I guess dreams imitate life, because she never wants to talk to me, or see me again. I get what I deserve. I've been single for almost a year and a half. I think the only times in high school that I've been happy were when I wasn't single. Those were also the times when I was the least shy. I had one or two chances in that time to become not-single, but they weren't the right ones. I don't know. I think I just can't meet the right girl. I met this girl Adelia in my chorus class. Oops, almost forgot to mention, I'm in chorus now. Yes, that's right: 3 band classes and one chorus class. I'm a pimp. But back to that girl I met; people say she’s weird, but I think she's cool. She flirts a lot, but I can't tell if that's just because she's interested, or if she's just one of those girls that flirts with every guy in the world. Oh well. Hopefully my next entry will be more positive. I have such a negative outlook on life. That's why I never smile. I think that's also why I don't update often. I don't want to look back on these years from now and see only the bad things.
So that's it for now. Foreverly yours,
A.J.
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2004 24 January :: 6.49pm
:: Mood: thirst, a thirst that cannot be satisfied
Driving me insane
I thirst. I have the Need. That is all I can say for now.
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2004 18 January :: 5.25pm
:: Music: AFI- The Leaving Song
Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow (wow the song im listening to fits my subject....wierd)
I feel the need to leave Woohu. It brings me back too many memories. Although many of
them are wonderful, there are so many that I would like to forget. I love you guys, I really
do. To whomever reads this thing as well as who read my old journal thanks for the
support and for just being a friend. Even if it was only through a computer screen. I don’t
know how many of you will really miss me but I will miss many of you. I know some of
you don’t want to see me go but I need to. It was great being here for the time that I was but now I must depart. If it is any comfort to any of you I will drop by randomly and post here. I will miss this place and all of my friends here. If you would like to contact me outside of Woohu my AIM screen name is Suzisport and my e-mail address is
Suzisport@aol.com. Hope to hear from some of you. Much love.
Susan
(TheCloudSketcher/TheGirlWhoHasNoDreams)
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2004 13 January :: 6.31pm
:: Mood: crappy
:: Music: The ring of my cell since someone is calling me
Bummed
It would really help if you wouldn't yell at me when I ask a simple question. Even if I should know the answer you could answer without yelling at me. Sorry if I frustrated you but still you could be somewhat more patient with me.
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2004 11 January :: 3.04pm
i know a lot of you have been inquiring and i really haven't had the time to get back to this so...
yes, i am fine (thank you much) & my poor car has $2400 worth damage to it... seems like the engines fine so thats good.
everything else has been okay, schools been fine.
Wished upon a star?: | shooting :0) | Found a lucky penny?: | heh the Jew in me I pick up pennies everywhere lol. | Had a dream come true?: | dreams are always coming true | Been in love?: | still am | Broke someone's heart?: | i'm sorry. | Had sex with a stranger?: | nope | Been turned on by some one of the same sex?: | if by no you mean yes :0P | Skydived?: | 1 year we're going!!! | Bungee jumped?: | i've been on the skycoaster | Snorkeled?: | & scuba dived! | Lied to a good friend?: | :0( | Danced in the rain?: | and gone mud sliding <3 Blue Ridge | Had sex on an airplane?: | ha. that would be terriby inconvenient | Swam with dolphins?: | in Ft.Myers | Donated something?: | absolutely | Stolen something?: | stupid stuff, not from stores or anything :0P | Made someone cry?: | i hate it because i know this is how i feel when someone else makes me cry. | Achieved a goal?: | i always find myself suceeding a little more | Made a snowman?: | in Switzerland <3 | Loved yourself?: | yes |
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2004 6 January :: 4.34pm
note to self:
crashing the car is a really bad thing. yup. anyone want to give me rides everywhere? (granted i'm not grounded forever.)
grrrr. welcome back to school kids.
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2004 4 January :: 7.25pm
:: Mood: happy
Praying for a Snow Day
I'm bored and happy. I'm also praying for a snow day. Probably won't get one though. DAMN!!! Not much to write about though. So I'll catch ya'll later.
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2004 4 January :: 7.20pm
:: Mood: happy
Bad Breath Poem...I guess
Whoa!
Step back!
You need a Tic Tac!
I'm sorry to be mean,
But you need some Listerean.
Not a sip,
Not a swallow,
But the whole damn bottle!
An old poem from childhood and it's still funny.
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2004 2 January :: 2.15pm
:: Mood: optimistic
:: Music: Link80 - Killing Katie
I woke up today and decided to be optimistic. I swore to myself that this would be the year of A.J.
Two-thousand three was a horrible year for me. Everything that could have gone wrong did, and everything that could have made me depressed and feel like shit did too. So by my logic, 2004 should be just the opposite. I'm going to be graduating, and going off to college pretty soon. Just the nature of those two events should offset two-thousand three's shit-ness. I really can't wait to start college. Maybe I can make some real friends there. But back to what I was saying; to make 2004 better, I need to abide by these things I resolve to do.... that I thought of doing after New Years.....
1. Eat healthier. Pizza and french fried no longer count as lunch.
2. Go to the gym atleast three times a week. Marching band is over, so I have no excuses for not going.
3. Be nice to everyone. Especially the people I hate.
4. Talk more.
5. Play my horn atleast an hour a day. More preferrably.
6. Get a car.
7. Get a license.
8. Clean my room atleast once a week.
9. Invite people over to chill.
10. Throw a madd party.
...and I'm done.
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2003 31 December :: 8.13pm
:: Mood: lonely
:: Music: The Leaving Song Part 2- AFI
New Year
The year is yet coming to another turn. As friends, families, and couples celebrate. I am left alone in my home with my mother, father, and Fawzie to celebrate the New Year. My love is off at a party. Which is more than fine because I want him to do what he wants to and to have a good time. I hold him back from nothing, unless it’s personal harm or
harming of others, but that’s another story. Even though the holiday is lonely, I’ll be fine.
Soon this hell filled rest of the week will pass and I will be able to see him and spend time
with him on Monday.
I have nothing else to say really. I may put some new stuff on here later but who knows. Well, I ‘ll catch ya’ll later. I love you David.
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2003 31 December :: 12.46pm
:: Mood: depressed
:: Music: Chick Corea
Another sad new years..
I dont have anyoen to chil with tonite. It's cool though. I'm getting used to being lonely, and not having any real friends. I spent all of last week in New Jersey. I wish I was still back there. I felt wanted there. I had an awesome time at a TCNJ party. Bent beyond belief. Fun shit. I came back on Sunday. Had nothing to do. I've done nothing but play Vice City. Awesome Christmas present. I'm rambling. This post is pretty worthless. Like me. Well I'm out.
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2003 30 December :: 4.00pm
being 18 rocks.
i'm slowly becoming addicted to scratch off lotto tickets. Poor, Very Poor.
been working like cray-z but gregory works con me so its all gravy.
saw mona lisa smile, i liked much. saw elf con sr. Selinsky, that was fun.
still have 80bazillion people to see and soooo little time :0(
Ms. Jennifer slept over last night, we talked till almost 5 (and i work up at like 2)
ummmm saw my favorite Soy guy & talked Vonnegut (whitney i have to show you the post)
ummmm saw Big Ben & his crazy MIT friends.
Dennys for some raw chicken.
leaving on Jan 1st sooooooo everyone has to hang out before then!
oh yeah... heidi, alex & dom came to visit yesterday <3
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2003 26 December :: 6.29pm
:: Mood: good
:: Music: the tv
Discovery
As Christmas has come and past I have found out a few things. I have discovered how much I truly and deeply love David. I knew it would be a lot but I never imagined it to be like this. Do you really know how much you truly loe someone until they have been away for awhile or until you have almost lost them? I don't think you do. No one knows this but everynight I talk to David. (I know we talk for an hour or two before we fall asleep, but I stay awake after the conversation has ended). I stay awake and talk to him even though he can't hear. I tell him everynight, with greta inadaquecy, how much I love him, how much I want to spend the rest of my life by his side, and even though David nor whoever reads this may not want to know this I am going to tell you this anyway, when I am finished telling him this....Icry myself to sleep. I cry because I am away from the love of my life but also because the thought of living without him is unbearable. I also cry because the wait I will have to bear will probably be long before I actually get to have him as my husband in everyones eyes. I love you with everything I have, i wish I could give you the world but I can't so I give you myself, every last bit of me, in hopes that, that is enough.
That wasn't the only thing I have discovered. i have also found that I have truly let go of Ben. No part of me, not one, wants him. Before i would have given anything to be just his and only his, but now things have changed. I only keep his notes and pictures of us for memories of what was good. There are so many that are very wonderful, I'll hang on to those. Even though they do show our relationship and reveal how much we did love each other, that love is only memory. That is all it will ver be..... a memory. It is a good memory that I will hang on to. I hang on to it because it gives me hope that there is love and even though relationships do fail we can move on, we can let go, and even, love again. So with that I must say this....
Ben, I forgive you. Even though you hurt me so badly I do forgive you. You taught me a lot. Don't let the fact that you hurt me get to you. If you do that you will only bring yourself down. Don't remember the bad things...well, yes, remember them but let the good overcome the bad. I have healed, moved on, am happy, and let myself love again without fear. Now it's your turn to do the same.
Discovery is a beautiful thing and in my time away from David I allowed myself to discover and I'm glad that I did. No David wasn't holding me back. Well, he kind of was because this took time, a lot of time alone, and a lot of thinking. With him around I wouldn't have been able to ask for so much space.
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2003 21 December :: 12.26pm
:: Mood: happy
:: Music: AFI
We held hands on the last night on earth. Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under the trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves. It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river. So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea and the shattered seasons lay, and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner." The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress. The echoes of the past broek the hearts of the unborn as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. The few insects skitterd away in hopes of a better pastime. I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked if you would accompany me in a quick fall, but you made me realize that my ticket wasn't good for two. I rode alone. You said, "The cinders are falling like snow." There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. Of blue and grey. Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city. The sun has stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines. Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message.
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2003 20 December :: 1.01pm
thank you to everyone who made my birthday wonderful <3<3<3
can't believe i'm 18!!
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2003 20 December :: 12.15am
:: Mood: contemplative
:: Music: Lagwagon
She was standing there, looking like her world had just been crushed.
She was cute. The cutest sad girl I've ever seen.
I enjoyed your company.
You enjoyed mine.
I walked away from you.
She was sitting behind us.
I had never went up to a girl I did not know and introduced myself.
I made that my plan.
She was sad.
You were singing happily.
Your shirt was cute.
Her shirt said "peace".
You love to fight.
I am passive.
I sat down next to her, with two feet between us.
I looked at her.
She looked back.
I smiled.
She smiled.
I am very shy.
I could tell that she was too.
I exchanged glances with her.
She exchanged glances with me.
You were starting to get lonely by yourself.
I worked up enough nerve to go talk to her.
She was waiting for me to say something.
I was just about to say "hi", what I had done with my eyes and smiles I could now imitate with my lips.
You sat down between me and her.
You were smiling like I wanted her to.
I could have brightened her day.
I could have gotten over my fear.
You put your head on my shoulder.
She knew something was up.
She walked away more distraught than before.
Her world was now even more crushed.
She was now infront of us.
She couldn't see what we were doing.
She didn't want to see.
Her heart was broken even more.
You kissed me.
I kissed you back.
I felt guilty.
I made your night.
I was your perfect guy.
I wanted to be her perfect guy.
I made you happy.
You were the wrong person.
I could have been her world.
She could have been mine.
She was gone.
She was no longer in my sight.
She did not want to be.
You ruined it.
I could have been happy.
She could have been happy.
I looked happy.
You were happy.
But I was empty inside.
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2003 4 December :: 10.31pm
i really hate this feeling.
people are envious of me... i really don't know why.
if people like me, want to be my friend then why do i always feel so alone
i constantly find myself watching friends joking around, making plans... i used to have that.. if this is what everythings being reduced to by growing up then i don't know if i really want to...
16 day. 16 days until i turn 18. thats 2 weeks and 2 days.
i don't know.
i'm a dreamer... i've always held such high hopes and aspirations and .. i don't know.
i can't seem to get excited about anything anymore... is that bad?
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2003 27 November :: 12.14am
:: Mood: relaxed
:: Music: Spring Heeled Jack
Mmm... Thanksgiving
by far, the greatest holiday.
For the last seven years, it's involved waking up, putting on a pair of shorts, eating within a half hour of waking up, watching football, and falling asleep while watching football.
[Greatest Holiday Ever]
I hope somebody got that. Anyway.... I got accepted into FAU yesterday at the on-site deal. Definately a sad day for college admissions. It wasn't even a decision. She just looked at my SAT score and gave me an instant yes. Didn't even look at my application. Wasn't interested in community service hours (which I have none of) or my essay (which I didn't write). Didn't even care that I'm sitting at a 2.6 GPA. Apparently colleges calculate grade point averages differently, and all the honors and ap classes I've taken bring it up to around a 3.1. That led her to tell me that I'm eligable for a scholarship, and would most likely revcieve a whopping $2500 from them. The fact that I won't get Bright Futures makes that money almost as valuable as gold... or rather platinum. It's a nice deal, but I'm still somewhat disturbed by how that school is impressed with me. For real, me.... come on. It really makes me not want to go there, but it's comforting to know I have a fall-back option if I don't get accepted to a school I really want to go to.
Well thats the positive part of what I had to say. I'll save the negative for after the holiday. I'm not in the mood to be depressed. Whatever sense that last sentence makes.... well I don't know. Enough
-A.J.
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2003 24 November :: 10.59pm
::15 Random Favorites:: | 1: | Elvis | 2: | Baby Kitty | 3: | Ms. Princy | 4: | Gatitio | 5: | Princess Sophia | 6: | Baby Elvis/Whiskers | 7: | Scardey baby kitty | 8: | Cindy woo hoo | 9: | Layla | 10: | bananas | 11: | pancakes | 12: | pictures | 13: | happy faces | 14: | polka dots | 15: | happy dances | ::14 Favorite Foods:: | 1: | pancakes | 2: | bananas | 3: | palomilla | 4: | tacos | 5: | cheese | 6: | ice cream | 7: | twizzlers | 8: | gummi bears | 9: | heath | 10: | hershey with almonds | 11: | mints | 12: | hard candy | 13: | cinnamon | 14: | cheesecake | ::13 Most Watched Shows:: | 1: | Trading Spaces | 2: | a dating story | 3: | a makeover story | 4: | a wedding story | 5: | trading spaces family | 6: | survivor (shut up) | 7: | the bachelor (shut up again) | 8: | the nanny | 9: | gilmore girls | 10: | queer eye for the straight guy | 11: | room raiders | 12: | one tree hill | 13: | unwrapped | ::12 Good Bands in your Opinion:: | 1: | hot hot heat | 2: | smashing pumpkins | 3: | coheed and cambria | 4: | thursday | 5: | the postal service | 6: | radiohead | 7: | beck | 8: | bush | 9: | bright eyes | 10: | pretty girl makes graves | 11: | from autumn to ashes | 12: | sevendust | ::11 Memories:: | 1: | show at the factory | 2: | surprise visits | 3: | 4am visits | 4: | twins twins twins | 5: | the "shack" | 6: | warped tour | 7: | melting pan. yes. pan | 8: | frozen pizzas & movies | 9: | pictures | 10: | pancakes | 11: | party party party! | ::10 Close Friends:: | 1: | Jizzennifer | 2: | Ashy Stockey | 3: | Bright Lite | 4: | Stephy | 5: | Kevy Wevy | 6: | Gregory Luke <3 | 7: | Princy | 8: | Lo Wang | 9: | the triangle. | 10: | Jess/Heidi/Sam/Dave. yes all in one. | ::09 Things you're looking forward to:: | 1: | end of school | 2: | after IB exams | 3: | after IB | 4: | end of everything | 5: | birthday.mine. | 6: | ashleys wedding | 7: | cheesecake | 8: | after tomorrow | 9: | something cool. | ::08 Things you wear daily:: | 1: | bra | 2: | underwear | 3: | heart necklace | 4: | murano glass star | 5: | jizz's ring (i try to) | 6: | sweater | 7: | shirt | 8: | pants of some sort | ::07 Things That Annoy You:: | 1: | aware ignorant people | 2: | people who drive slow in the left lane | 3: | people who don't listen | 4: | old people on the road | 5: | jeb bush | 6: | fucking republicans | 7: | everything. | ::06 Things You Touch Everyday:: | 1: | cell phone | 2: | car keys | 3: | computer | 4: | brush | 5: | princy | 6: | myself? | ::05 Movies You Could Watch Over and Over:: | 1: | empire records | 2: | vanilla sky | 3: | being john malkovich | 4: | dangerous lives of alter boys | 5: | 10 ways to lose a guy | ::04 Of Your Favorite Childhood Toys:: | 1: | my little pony | 2: | talking sesame street characters | 3: | barbies | 4: | trolls | ::03 People You Have Kissed:: | 1: | Gregory | 2: | Princy | 3: | Brighton :0P | ::02 Of Your Favorite Songs:: | 1: | Smashing Pumpkins version of Landslide | 2: | Smashing Pumpkins - Mayonaise | ::01 Person You Could Spend the Rest of Your Life With:: | 1: | Princy <3 |
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2003 17 November :: 6.30pm
whos a baller...
guess who won a $100 gift certificate towards a tattoo.
yup that would be me.
did you know that the Lion King is one of the top 9 most rented VHS's of all time :0)
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UF audition was decent.
fingers crossed. necessity. school sucks.
the end.
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2003 14 November :: 11.55pm
1290
....I guess I should be happy.
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2003 11 November :: 5.54pm
i had an oober good *extended* weekend :0)
man. i sure do hate him and still wish he'd die a slow, torturing death.
anyone? think of someone from the past year of my life (not gregory) who i like ohhh so much.
my twins i highly disapprove.
poor.
history internal assessment here i come.
::sigh::
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variations on the age-old curse
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