I wanted to believe in all the words I was speaking, as we moved together in the dark. And all the friends that I was telling. And all the playful misspellings. And every bite I gave you left a mark. Tiny vessels oozed into your neck, and formed the bruises that you said you didn't want to fade, but they did, and so did I, that day.

 

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:: 2003 19 September :: 3.48 pm
:: Music: Tsunami Bomb-Say It if you mean It

i love hugs. im not sure why I just do. yup.
today was a pretty good day. i get to go to my grandmas...yaaay *note the sarcasm
jennys party is tomorrow...weeee!! that shall be fun. yeah if you havent guessed i have nothing to say, im just stalling my grandma from making me leave. gah.

1 kid | you worry too much


:: 2003 19 September :: 6.41 am

reading all my freinds journals makes me so sad. no one is happy, it just kinda hit me. i wish i could cure other peoples pain. but i cant. my friends mean everything to me. i hope you guys all pull through. i love you. i dont ever want to lose any of you.

7 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 18 September :: 4.17 pm

well today was....grrr...i felt unloved today. it was sad. yeah. some people are really stupid. i wore my tbs shirt and a kid thought that i was taking my shirt back to the store sunday....*smashes head into wall...stupid people.

anyways, i need someone who can download some songs for me and burn them to a cd...
I need:
Go On
Your Own Disaster
The Things We'll Never Know
The Ballad Of Sal Villanueva
Summer Stars
One Way Conversation
Lullaby
Lost And Found
Eleven
--There all by Taking Back Sunday.
I'll pay you for the cd...someone please let me know if you can.

yeah well im off.

1 kid | you worry too much


:: 2003 18 September :: 6.43 am

*sings...goodbye to you goodbye to you, your taking up my time*

nothing like The Used, bright and early.

..im so tired...im gonna go sleep for an extra 5 mintutes. meh.

you worry too much


:: 2003 17 September :: 12.10 pm

Lyrics
Timberwolves At New Jersey-Taking Back Sunday

Get up, get up
Come on, come on, lets go
There’s just a few things
I think that you should know
Those words at best
were worse than teenage poetry
Fragment ideas
and too many pronouns
Stop it, come on
You’re not making sense now
You can't make them want you
They're all just laughing

Literate and stylish (literate and stylish)
Kissable and quiet (kissable and quiet)
Well that's what girls dreams are made of
And that's all you need to know (and that’s all you need to know)
You have it or you don't (you have it or you)
You have it or you (don't)

You have it or you...
You see how much time you're wastin?
You're coward of seperatin

Stop it, come on
you know I can’t help it
I got the mic
and you got the mosh pit
What will it take
to make you admit that you were wrong?
Was his demise so carefully constructed?
Well let's just say I got what I wanted
Cause in the end it’s always the same (you're still gone)
Lets go

Literate and stylish (literate and Stylish)
Kissable and quiet (kissable and quiet)
Well that's what girls dreams are made of
And that's all you need to know (and that’s all you need to know)
You have it or you don't (you have it or you)
You have it or you (don't) don't

This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue
And my eye through the scope
down the barrel of a gun (gun,gun)
Remind me not to ever act this way again
This is you trying hard to
make sure that you're seen
With a girl on your arm
and your heart on your sleeve
Remind me not to ever think of you again
This is me with the words
on the tip of my tongue
And my eye through the scope
down the barrel of a gun
Remind me not to ever act this way again (again)
again (again)

This is me with the words
on the tip of my tongue
And my eye on the scope
down the barrel of a gun
I'll never act this way again

Rest the weight (I know somethin that you don't know)
you've had your chance and folded
Don't hold your breath
because you'll only make things worse
Rest the weight (I know somethin that you don't know)
you've had your chance and folded
Don't hold your breath
because you'll only make things worse

(I know somethin that you don't know)
This is me with the words
(I know somethin that you don't know)
And you sure don’t
Hold your, hold your breath
(I know somethin that you don't know)
Because you'll only make things worse
Hold your breath
Because you'll only make things worse
Hold your breath
(I know somethin that you don't know)
because you'll only make things worse

Don't hold your breath because you’ll only make things worse!

I just love that song...thats all.

you worry too much


:: 2003 17 September :: 11.48 am
:: Music: Taking Back Sunday-Bike Scene

im bored. do da do. i would rather be at school with my friends...meh. ah well, cant complain...half days are good.

today was actually a really good day. suprising. i have nothing to say...so im not sure why im updating. errrrrr *does hand thing* mwah ha ha.

you worry too much


:: 2003 16 September :: 4.24 pm

I am SUCH a dumbass....lol. im laughing now but *sigh* wow.

6 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 15 September :: 4.25 pm
:: Music: taking back sunday-you know how i do

i adore taking back sunday...all too very much.

today was good. it started out bad...but he went away so i was happy again. he as in the man i hate too much to kill...if that makes any sense...hmm nope it doesnt. well to me it does,so no need to explain myself than right...right ok im shutting up now.

heres a letter to mr.andrus..
Dear Mr.Andrus,

Take class policy number 7 and shove it up your fucking ass, you fucking fuck face.

sincerely, Stacy

*hums to self* well im off, enough with my pointless ramblings.

4 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 14 September :: 9.22 pm
:: Music: mxpx-teenage politics

today was good. erika came over, we got to talk. and it was great, we rode the quad and that was so much fun, it made me kinda forget about everything..and just have fun. hitting trees and erika trying to kill us...long story with that, hehe.

anyways im still confused as fuck. i dont know what im feeling anymore. its like my emotions change so much i cant keep up with them anymore...like at the game friday, i was happy than sad than confused...so i kinda juct looked at the ground and wished i would disappear. i kept walking away, not sure where i wanted to go just away for 5 seconds just to breath i guess.

im so damn confused.

its interesting so many ppl go to me to find out about other people. it makes me feel good than at the same time, i want to scream at them for putting their problems on me also. but thats being selfish so i can deal with it. well im off.

4 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 13 September :: 3.38 pm

im not so sad anymore. this is good. i just needed some reassurance(cant spell that) from some people. *looks around* ...yeah.

3 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 13 September :: 11.06 am

part of the lyrcis from...Great Romances Of The 20th Century-taking back sunday

September never stays this cold
where I come from
And you know
I’m not one for complaining,
But I love the way you’d roll
excuses off the tip of your tongue
as I slowly fall apart (slowly, quietly, slowly)
fall apart

This won’t mean a thing come tomorrow
and that’s exactly how I’ll make it seem
Cause I'm still not sleeping,
thinking I’ve crawled home from worse than this

So please, please (please)
I’m running out of sympathy (I'm running out of sympathy!)
and I never said I’d take this...
I never said I'd take this lying down

3 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 13 September :: 10.51 am

I am so alone. no one cares...dont pretend to when you dont. i want to just go away, i wish i could leave this damn school, yes id miss a few select people. but i wouldnt go through seeing these people everyday, and everytime i see them i want to cry. i would rather be alone than be stuck here for 3 more years.

every day it gets worse and more confusing. the people who i cared about the most, i dont give a damn about anymore. some id even wish to never see again...ever. it hurts that i truely feel this way...its sad but somewhat satisfying. im done.

i dont need your sympathy.

2 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 13 September :: 10.31 am
:: Music: afi-the great dissapointment

well yesterday was good..some of the time...which would include me making a fool of myself...yeah. i am so sore from running, tackling people, etc. i guess yesterday was really confusing for me...the first part of the game and going to kellys was fun, i wasnt thinking of stuff, than reality kinda hit i guess. im so sick and tired of people. they cant accept who i am, hate people just because of how they dress, and with one fucking expierence hate the person. get over it...for your own damn good.

i hate it.

i hate that i have 2 groups of friends and no matter what i do people get pissed, they cant all just hang out together and if they want to hang out with me i have to leave the other group. i wish people would swallow up their oh so precious self pride and accept people. im so sick of people. im losing my closest friends..and for some reason i dont care, the reason i dont care is because they dont seem to care, so fuck it. i guess it is my fault im losing friends but its also their fault. i have no one I can go to anymore to actually talk to about my life. someone who wont talk about themselves...thats sad. but oh well, i seem to do well enough on my own.

blame it all on me...go ahead. i dont really care. there is no one like me. no one feels exactly as i do about everything...who i am now is actally the real me. i guess my friends just found that out, and they dont like it. well i do. its nice to actually even be honest with myself for once.

this was not to offend anyone, take it as you wish.

5 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 11 September :: 4.53 pm

i dare not express the hate im feeling right now...

so im just gonna do this..

djfgdshfhdsbfbdhfbdhsbfdbsfbdshfdhfbhdfbsd

ok im done.

you worry too much


:: 2003 10 September :: 8.14 pm
:: Music: The Used-blue and yellow

im in one of those sad moods...i guess because i have no reason to be happy. nothings really going right, than again nothings going wrong...it feels like every day is a waste...theres no point...i never see anyone i like to talk to, i dont understand anything in any of my classes...every day i cant wait to get home and why...to sit in my room and blast depressing songs?

i guess.

its strange, i have been having odd dreams, than the next day that thing happens...it has happened 3 times this week...or i think about someone i never do than something happens with them.....wierd.

so many thoughts running through my mind, its kind of overwhelming.

recalling a moment...walking in the hall and i see dirty chuck taylors...its interesting i now characterize people with their shoes....mmmm hmmmm.

2 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 10 September :: 5.43 pm

sorry its so long, but its good..read it....i adore it all too much for it to be ignored...
Okay I believe you but my Tommy gun dont-Brand New (lyrics)

I am heaven sent. Don't you dare forget. I am all you've ever wanted. What all the other boys all promised. Sorry I told. I just needed you to know.

I think in decimals and dollars. I am the cause to all your problems. Shelter from cold. We're never alone. Coordinate brain and mouth. Then ask me what it's like to have myself so figured out...wish I knew. I hope this song starts a craze. The kind of song that ignites the airwaves. The kind of song that makes people glad to be where they are with who ever they're there with. This is war. Every line is about who I don't wanna write about anymore. I hope you come down with something they can't diagnose, don't have the cure for. Holding on to your grudge. Oh, it's so hard to
have someone to love. And keeping quiet is hard. Cause you can't keep a secret if it never was a secret to start.

At least
pretend you didn't want to get caught.

We're consentrating on falling apart. We were contenders, now throwing the fight. I just wanna believe... in us.

Oh, were so contraversial.

We are entirely smooth. We admit to the truth. We are the best at what we do. And these are the words you wish you wrote down. This is the way you wish your voice sounds. Handsome and smart. Oh, my tongue's the only muscle in my body that works harder than my heart. And it's all from watching TV. And from speeding
up my breathing. Wouldn't stop if I could. Oh, it hurts to be this good. You're holding on to your grudge. Oh, it hurts to
always have to be honest with the one that you love.

Oh, so let it go. We're consentrating on falling apart. We were contenders, now throwing the fight. I just wanna believe... We're consentrating on falling apart. We were contenders, now throwing the fight. I just wanna believe... in us.

This is the craze only we can bestow. This is the price you pay for loss of control. This is the break in the battle. This is the closest of calls. This is the reason you're alone. This is the reason you fall. We're consentrating on falling apart. We were contenders, now throwing the fight. I just wanna believe...

We're consentrating on falling apart. We were contenders, now throwing the fight. I just wanna believe... in us.

1 kid | you worry too much


:: 2003 10 September :: 5.31 pm

...people and there bad moods....

*shrugs*

in other news my dream would be to marry tom from blink 182. i do adore his features *snickers

you worry too much


:: 2003 9 September :: 4.20 pm

im watching Happy Gilmore...i love this part....*watches as Bob Barker kicks Adam Sandlers ass* hahahahaha.....had to share that...

do da do....my hair still smells like dye and when i wash it the water turns purple...*sigh*

potato chips and hershey chocolate taste so good together...mmmmm.....
yeah...im boring....and i apologize.

you worry too much


:: 2003 8 September :: 7.04 pm

i got a new icon...its just i was random journaling (cuz i have no life) and i saw others with my tbs one...so yeah...i felt the need to explain myself.

6 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 8 September :: 6.07 pm
:: Music: Sum 41-Hooch

well today was good....well not good. it was..ok.

im trying to figure out homecoming shit...gah too stressful i say, hehe. im bored and hot...gah...*screams to sky....MAKE IT COLD* hmmm....why am i screaming to the sky...anyways...

i love little skater kids, there so great...although they take all my bracelets...*sigh....wow im kinda rambling about nothing, because im BORED!!! wait...i know i can go study for the numerous pointless tests i have tomorrow...yes thats what i shall do!!!!

*amazed as to how much of a loser i really am*

you worry too much


:: 2003 7 September :: 4.32 pm
:: Music: The yeah yeah yeahs-maps

well today was hmmm alright i guess....kinda boring, sundays always suck. the oh so famous dj and cj were here again, god I honestly think they live here..or atleaste they think they do. now kellys here...she had to suffer with the guys, eventually they got hungry and left.....as kelly and I cheered, hehe...

now its hot, damn weather...i would much rather be cold than hot...gah...im so bored...*sigh*

its wierd, lately im in the best mood than something happens and its as if the world shifts and i am no longer happy...i think i want/need something/someone and i dont...yet im still confused as to what exactly i need...wow you may have to read that twice to understand, i did...well i guess im just typing to type, cuz im fucking bored so yeah im just gonna go...damn sundays, i hate them.

4 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 6 September :: 9.38 pm
:: Music: Taking Back Sunday-Head Club

well I found out everything in girls magazines is false...dj and cj told me not to listen to them hahaha....two very reliable sources...ha....riiiiight.

a conversation with my father..
Dad: I have two words for you..
Me: uhh......ok.
Dad: when youre sleeping im gonna cut your hair off
Me: dad thats not two words.
Dad: close enough

...hes so dumb...its kinda sad...heh.

3 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 6 September :: 6.16 pm

today was good...went to Kellys and got my hair dyed....its so nice and black....thanks Kelly! ( i love your black hands...hehe) well now Im home cj and dj are here...hahaha....freaking j people...god....dj is having a alittle party thing tonight so im pry going...weeeee....fun...anyways im off...bye.

you worry too much


:: 2003 5 September :: 9.50 pm
:: Music: adam sandler song....

tonight was SO much fun!!! i ended up going to the football game because I'm a loser and I had nothing better to do. So i wen to the game and paid four dollars for a stupid ticket then I left ten minuits earlier cuz people kept yelling at me to sit down and thier evil so they can die. So then I went and hung out with Kate, Jenny, Kelly, and a bunch of other people I dont know. I was greeted with a tackle and Jenny is convcined I tried to rape her *smiles slyly* hahahaha. We played Duck Duck Goose. I went to the gas station for 5.2 seconds. Then we just hung out. I didnt know anybody so I was kinda shy. Then I went and hung out with Kevn, Erika, Phil and Brandi and I slid down the slide a few times and played on the playground because i'm special. Just so you all know, I am Jenny's owner. Kevin brought me home. I had to lay across everybody and I was very "close" to all the people in the back seat. They enjoyed it. Kevin played an Adam Sandler song. Great song. *sings* Anyways.. now me and Becky are home and we're going to go eat some pizza.. so you all have a wonderfly enchanted night. *sqeaks like a bat*

I got more hugs tonight than I"ve got in my entire life. *smiles.. hehehe*

2 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 5 September :: 6.29 am
:: Music: The Distillers-Hate me

*yawn* its TOO EARLY!! I say we go to school at 10 for now on...it would make things so much easier...*yawn* i dont want to go to school....dont make me go...pleeeaaassseeeee..*yawn* ok yeah im getting ready...

theres a game tonight, not sure if Im going...i dont give a fuck about the game, but i want to hang out...but now they have a fucking rule where you have to sit down the whole time. Fuck this peice of shit school...I hate cedar...its too early for the hate im feeling.

3 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 4 September :: 7.37 pm

he has changed...and i dont like it...at all.

4 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 4 September :: 4.26 pm
:: Music: Transplants-sad but true

...interesting...*grins mysteriously*

yet another person to make my stomach turn and make my face turn athousand shades of red...not on purpose of course and for a good reason, but I make everything more akward than it has to be...as I stare at my desk and choke out the words...*sigh*...wish i wasnt like that...its only around guys i guess...well certain guys in certain situations...ah well I think everything will turn out good, if only i could overcome my shyness when it comes to talking about certain topics...mmm hmmmm.

2 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 3 September :: 8.56 pm

This is a very interesting quiz to take...so I posted it, plus i love thursday..so yeah.
i am the killer
What Thursday Song Are You? [Updated Images]

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2 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 3 September :: 4.24 pm
:: Music: Kittie-Mouthful of Poison

uhh....
I guess it's ok I puked the day away
I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way-The Used

ehh....today was...alright, nothing special, one of those REALLY boring days...meh...

5:45am im freezing cold...and the fan is on making it even colder..i try to shut it off but im all too cold and too lazy to get up so i try to reach it from my bed, each time i reach for it it blows on me so i hide back under my blankets, i finally get ahold of it and it falls, and pulls the plug out of the wall...mission accomplished.

5 kids | you worry too much


:: 2003 2 September :: 10.10 pm

my heart is on my sleeve, oh what an over used line, but I cant think of anything to describe how I feel right now....everythings good, im enjoying my days spent at school as much as possiable but theres just something missing...i dont like that feeling, its always there, attached somehow...my smile resmebles my last attempt for someone to talk to me...or to know im not an evil satan worshiper...a simple "hi" in the hallway from certain people would be somewhat satisfying...just to know that they dont hate me...than again it doesnt matter, who cares if im not liked...I have the best friends in the world but a few more wouldnt hurt...i guess. im not sure how i feel exaclty, im not sad yet im not happy...im just kinda here.

4 kids | you worry too much

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