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2004 21 December :: 10.35pm
:: Mood: generous
:: Music: BNL - these apples
how do you like them apples?
alright. for the next lucky bastard who wants a woohu journal (and is cool enough to be reading mine):
92817-WOO-8k
my only requirement is that you sign my guestbook once you get your account, just because nobody ever does that, and it makes me feel special.
and if you don't sign my guestbook, but still take the code, i'll have gunnie nullify your insurance. and then i'll have addison sleep with your dog, woofie. and then i'll have my sister sing you the national anthem.
just sign the damn book, OKAY?
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2004 21 December :: 10.20pm
:: Music: BNL - break your heart
how dogs celebrate christmas:
1. Rise at 5:30 am and wet-nose the master
2. Go out and pee on the world.
3. Make poopy
4. Sniff poopy
5. Seriously consider eating poopy.
6. Go inside and eat tinsel instead.
7. Throw up tinsel on living room rug.
8. Drink out of the magic well.
9. Sleep for 17 hours. start all over again.
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that was totally stolen, and then modified.
it'd be funnier with the pictures.
yep. time for bed. i'm tired of this college bullshit.
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2004 21 December :: 11.39am
so..another night, writing letters..ryan, kelly, my parents. thats all i got done last night.
im getting this william s. burroughs book today, "Junky" i bet its good. and this really big hardcover notebook that i want to write a book in..or maybe a collection of shit, i don't know.
im bored. i need a car. this walking is getting old because my feet hurt all the time.
chuck i've been trying to call you since 4 o clock this morning my time, but no luck.
i can't wait to do something with my life..i was thinking about it all night. my own place in the foothills of the sierra nevadas, my own car, my own..everything. mine. all mine. it will be phantastic. i want to move out of my uncles place in the summer because he is really starting to hate california because they keep fucking him with probation and shit. and im his little stressball or something and he tells it all to me, getting pissed off while he is talking about it (he is a very high strung man) so he ends up yelling all his problems at me. but hey, if anything, im a good listner. so i do what i can.
i have to go get some books. toodles.
love,
matthew james hinton.
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2004 20 December :: 7.36pm
library.
got some books..more Kerouac and some Hunter S. Thompson..i wish he had more fiction, but alas..im stuck reading the gonzo letters volume 2 and fear and loathing: on the campaign trail '72. i got my cell phone. 1-916-899-4888. call me whenever, i have unlimited minutes all the time.
i've been playing my guitar alot..wrtiting some songs..i need more though, my acoustic just sounds so..empty. chuck i will call you, ryan i will call you too.
have a merry christmas chilluns.
love,
matthew james hinton.
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2004 18 December :: 2.47pm
i got my job. fantastic. its sad that i had to move out of state to find a well paying job. the lady that lives with me and my uncle for the time being is really loud, i don't like it.
i realized last night that drinking a bottle of robotussin isn't as fun as i remembered. therefore, i will not do it again. i just laid awake in bed all night very confused about everything. complete diorentation.
ryan i wrote about that time this summer when you and i went to the beach. ill send it to you when i call and get your adress.
i know i had something else to say..
oh yeah
i read an entire book in the bookstore, The Basketball Diaries by Jim Carroll. really good. even though it had a picture of Leonardo Di Caprio on the front..though i guess hes not that bad because he was in Gangs of New York, and i'm starting to think thats on my top five for favortie movies ever.
but yeah, the book was really really good..about jim carroll growing up in new york in the sixties and just being fucking crazy man. crazy.
"i just want to be pure"
thats all, i must depart.
love,
matthew james hinton
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2004 17 December :: 12.27pm
Totally the last day. Totally excited. Totally saying totally like a total valley girl.
Oh my gosh.
Totally.
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2004 16 December :: 9.33am
gaaah
DATE NIGHT SATURDAY!
sarah + jessica = best elf/giant friends ever!
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2004 15 December :: 10.15pm
:: Mood: drained
:: Music: BNL - These Apples (live)
christmas or something
school is bullshit.
as always.
i can't wait till i'm out of that hellhole. there are only a few select reasons to stay at that place. i count: TV Pro, Calc., and British Lit.
that's about it.
i've decided i want to get a new car. but i need to find money first. which is awesome, because it gives me time to shop.
the only problem is, if i find something i like, i'll want to get an advance from bruce, and i don't know how that will go.
plus i have college shit to worry about.
i'm REALLY afraid of this peabody thing.
but i also REALLY want to do it.
yeah. K-T is hott. i love you, girlie!
(even though you're borderline spooky-stalker type)
i'm more excited about my birthday this year than i thought i would be. and it has nothing to do with the fact that i'm 18. it just has to do with the good vibe i'm getting. i don't know why. i'm just jazzed.
and christmas too. as much stuff as i need to finish before i can relax, i still feel great.
scary, eh? i used to complain about doing it. now i'm just glad to have a little extra time to get it done.
but yeah, lights are up in my room (600 this year!!! w00t~!), and last night i wrapped presents. i still need to buy/wrap kathy's, dad's, and katie's, but everything else is done.
i finish the "hawk talk from hell" tomorrow. and i have my econ presentation tomorrow. psych test tomorrow. brit lit test tomorrow.
calculus nap tomorrow. band sucks always.
spud, out.
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2004 15 December :: 12.32pm
:: Mood: incredibely depressed
D-Bag David
Worst F-ing night of my life.
He's the best thing that ever happened to me. I can't imagine lossing him. Actually I can- and it is very hot suddenly and demons are dancing around my feet.
I hate men. Sorry if we get pissed off because we don't want you hanging out with other sluts we can't trust. Sorry we don't like watching you rubbing up on other girls while we are there. Sorry we even bother. Why would you even ask if you know I'd be pissed.
I started off the relationship being jealous- you should have known this would happen. Don't be so f-ing surprised and retarded. Say what you feel when you feel it and other people won't have to worry about what you mean by your retaded facial expressions and such. Don't even think about doing anything on the phone. Pansies are not wanted or tolerated in this shindig-
Not all guys are crappy and retarded. Just the ones I happen to like.
Shitty deal!
Growl. >:()
Which advise to follow? Wait it out- let him do the talking- or introduce the idea of splitting for a while.
I have no clue.
Wish me luck.
So Crappy.
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2004 14 December :: 8.53pm
Lost inspiration
Panic on the rise
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2004 14 December :: 8.45pm
:: Mood: uncomfortable
:: Music: AFI- Perfect Fit
I can't be a part, be a part, I can't be a part.
I can't be a part, be a part in your modern world. Gotta be apart, be apart, gotta be apart...I don't grasp your values!
Total fest. Gosh. Nose running, shoulder hurting, procrastination...
I'll wait...
I'll give you nothing but a mirthless laugh
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2004 14 December :: 4.38pm
I AM SO MAD. So mad it requires that I type in ALL CAPS.
You'd think someone would know a thing or two, or at least read UP on their insurance. Not let their daughter drive all the way there expecting to get fixed only to get turned away because she doesn't have a co-pay.
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2004 14 December :: 8.47am
ha
no sleep+school=sucky.
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2004 14 December :: 8.27am
ready to rant
your right life is never going to be simple...or easy and there will always be something else that you want or need or arnt ready for...or way to eager for.
i would also like to be done with school. i want to be out of college and on to my career. i want to have a love of my life that actually feels the way i feel about them FOR ONCE!i want to know that during the day there is at least one person who is dying to talk to me. i want the stupid immature underclassman to just grow up, even though i know i havent completely done so.i also would like to peg the person sitting across from me with a pencil as im writing this. lol...j/k sorry....see what i mean? okay back to ranting..I would like to be able to figure out what im going to do with the rest of my life. i would like to for once and be motivated to get up and go to school. I would like for once my mom to know everything i have been through and everything i have done and just understand so we can be the same way we always used to be. I just want to be happy. I just want one person to like me the way i like him. its weston, and itll never happen.....so i just want something to happen where i can get over him.
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2004 13 December :: 7.38pm
im in a library.
i walked 6 miles to get here.
i walked around a decommisioned airforce base all day.
i wrote letters all night.
im going to record my music.
im going to be certified in test backflows.
and im going to be damn good at it.
most of you that are reading this will get a letter.
ryan leave me your cell phone number.
oh god. im so happy.
love,
matthew james hinton
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2004 13 December :: 1.04pm
:: Mood: grumpy
Sorry I am the way I am- seriously
I feel really crappy today. I felt really grouchy yesterday and then today I was okay... until people started talking to me. I don't know why I have these bad mood swings but people take it way to heart. You should be use to it by now. Especially since I've been like this forever.
I'm sick of the imature conversations that everyone still thinks are hilarious. Grow up. The lesbian thing is getting really old too. I mean, girls are better than guys- but throwing the jokes constantly and the unseriousness (is that a word?) that we try to convince others with- it's just retarded now. It bugs me. There.
I'm just really sick of everyone right now in their own little ways. It's not like it's a big deal- but that's just it. I'm sick of dealing.
I hate band (Mr. Robuck) want to quit- but will miss Hubert way to much. TV Pro is just boring right now- and people being late on their projects and not getting any penalties is pissing me off. English is full of irritating people that linger on jokes that were semi-funny like five minutes ago and the material is Greek to me it seems. Lunch is the monotinous conversations replayed over and over with the change up of rolls every once in a while and maybe a variety of people cramming together at one f-ing table. And then there is BMMT where Ellie can't hear a damn thing I say and I have to repeat EVERYTHING and so I get short and sarcastic with her- but she is so nice and I always feel bad- but hten the next day I do it again. And then Current issues is so boring because If I have enough time to write something like this that is so detailed in one class period then you know something is wrong. And then there is Physics where you have to hear Mr. J the coolest teacher fighting with Mitch or someone else about stupid things like popsicles and the like.
I'm just feed up with school. I just want to get everything over with. The repetitive pattern that plans my days are sometimes interupted with work, which is okay. And then there is David and I don't even want to start there. And friends. Kahhh... I am exhausted.
I hate siblings. Only children have no idea how lucky they are. No one spying- No one telling on you for things- no one interupting your shower time in the mornings- no one reading things they shouldn't- no one to lock things away from. My parents would never go through my things- so I'm not sure if they are making their own assumptions or is someone feeding them information they should never even have guessed?
You know what's weird is when Brianna calls home- I feel really bad when she doesn't want to talk to me and she just wants to say hey to Katie or Mom or Pa. I want to feel needed. I want to feel like people actually want to listen instead of just being polite. I want to not accept things anymore. I want to get my pet peves out into the open and have no one be offended by them. I want life to be simple.
I want to do what I want to do. I don't want to feel bad about what occupation I want to pursue. I want to be done with college stuff. I want to be done searching for the rest of my life for someone. I want to be done with everything.
There. I'm done.
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2004 13 December :: 12.15pm
YOU WANT TO PROMOTE PEACE DON'T YOU?
hmm.
Lord of the Rings tonight!
I have waited so long.
Things seem to be working out well right now. I just can't wait until winter break. It will be nice to have some time outside of school. Some time to just do nothing for a day or two.
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2004 13 December :: 8.50am
no more donuts. oh my gosh. yuck!
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2004 12 December :: 6.26pm
:: Music: Alexisonfire
So where
has
all the day gone?
And why
are my
lungs aching when i breath?
Is there something wrong with the heat?
Why am I so cold?
And my heart
feels sick
and it hurts when I speak
and this is not what i call fun...
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2004 11 December :: 1.40pm
:: Music: Extinction - Ignominy
Broke out the 7"s from high school days. Hardcore. How righteous.
8-10 page paper due Monday. Good grief!
Pizza, then curry, then spinach soup = stomachache. Don't attempt it.
I like geeks.
It was so much simpler when guys weren't interested.
3 finals this week: Marketing 431 at 8am Monday, Information Systems 263 at 4pm Wednesday, International Business 330 at 10:45am Thursday.
Then...
PARTY!
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2004 10 December :: 7.42am
im so pissed off. our school blocked xanga, so now i have to find places to get on sense my mom wont get the fricken internet!
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2004 9 December :: 1.20pm
i dont know how to pick colors for my journal....i just put a bunch of number in...is there any way to see the colors that i choose?
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2004 9 December :: 12.27pm
AHHHHH so sick of school.
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2004 9 December :: 9.03am
this looks just like live journal now.
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blondie17
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2004 9 December :: 9.01am
so why is this changed?
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