:: 2004 29 November :: 5.44 pm
:: Mood: blah

I got done with work as quick as possible and came inside and sat down here and did this. I knew from the second I woke up that I wanted to get shit done-- fast. I'm not in the mood for anything today.

like updating my journal.

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:: 2004 28 November :: 6.22 pm

so let me take this medicine to quench my love for violent things. my swan song will be like a bullet laced in anger as the razor cuts a soft spot on your heel. each breath is getting slower. this war is getting harder to fight by myself. sick waves of bitter fashion ripped down the shield that i have. tears rain from above. do you see the life i lead? so follow me into the sun, and i will bleed the poisons dry. these bayonet scars never cease to blind the light shed from the beast, and all we do is hate. eyes shot from constant visions. angels are rendered useless. good has lost it's heart.

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:: 2004 28 November :: 6.04 pm
:: Mood: aggravated
:: Music: Senses Fail - Lady in a Blue Dress

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:: 2004 27 November :: 6.00 pm
:: Mood: amused

el oh el.

I love how you girls butcher all the country songs in your profiles. I love how you all think you're rednecks. I love how not even a year ago, you were all complaining cause you lived in a "hick town"... Blairstown is not a hick town, ladies... and you my friends, are not rednecks. Damn, I should hold like... Cowboy U at my house. none of you chicks would survive the mud, the blood, and the dust bitin'. I should throw you on Abra-cadabra and let him buck. see if you could handle the nail breaking and the makeup running.... get a life, ladies. go gucci shopping.

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:: 2004 25 November :: 8.08 pm

Help us remember that the rude person who cut us off in traffic is a single mother who worked nine hours that day and is rushing home to cook dinner, help with homework, do the laundry, and spend a few precious moments with her children.

Help us to remember that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young man who can't make change correctly is a worried 19 year old college student, balancing his apprehension over final exams with his fear of not getting his student loans for next semester.

Remind us that the unkept looking homeless person, begging for money in the same spot every day, who we think should really get a job, is a slave to addictions that we can only imagine in our worst nightmares.

Help us to remember that the old couple walking annoyingly slow through the store aisles and blocking our holiday shopping progress are savoring this moment, knowing that, based on the biopsy report she got back last week, this will be the last year they Christmas shop together.

Remind us each day that, of all the gifts you give us, the greatest gift is love. It is not enough to share that love with those we hold dear. Open our hearts, not just to those who are close to us, but to everyone. Let us be slow to judge and quick to forgive, showing patience, empathy, and love.

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:: 2004 24 November :: 9.04 pm
:: Mood: blah

My friends

Craziest ::: i'd have to say myself.
Loudest ::: sara, holy christ.
Most shy ::: I don’t think any of them are shy.
Blondest ::: myself.
Smartest ::: josh
Kindest ::: Brielle
Best personality ::: Brielle
Most talented ::: Josh
Best singer ::: mmm... Ryan. :shrug:
Most ghetto ::: none of my friends are ghetto. If i had to pick, i'd pick Bev cause... WORD UP.
Drama Queen ((or King)) ::: me?
Pain in the ass ::: me?
The one you just want to strangle to death ((Homer Simpson style))::: Josh
Funniest ::: Always Josh.
Dependable ::: Brielle, Bev
Trustworthy ::: Brielle, Bev
Druggie ::: no one.
Most likely to end up in jail ::: myself
Person you've known the longest ::: Rachel

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:: 2004 24 November :: 8.28 pm
:: Mood: blah

answers to some select questions.
DESCRIBE YOUR:
[Wallet]: I do not own a wallet, or purse. that's what pockets are for.
[Hairbrush]: i don't own a hairbrush.
[Cologne/Perfume]: I don't wear purfume.
[CD in stereo right now]: The Used - In Love and Death, Van Halen -84, and Co&Ca - Second Stage Turbine Blade
[Piercing]: 5 in ears
[What you are wearing now]: plaid flannel shirt, white tanktop, bluejeans rolled up, tall socks
[Hair]: its... in a high messy bun thing... and... hair's everywhere.
[In my head]: That jeans commercial. Whadoop. doop. doop. Then the dog chases her down. and... up a tree... takes her pants off.
[Wishing]: I was with Josh1.
[After this]: shower. totally.
[Talking to]: Ross and Brielle
[Eating]: my ... cheek?
[The last thing you ate?]: canned smashed ham. quite an interesting experience.
[Something that you are deathly afraid of?]: failure, mostly.
[Do you like candles]:no, they scare me.
[Do you like incense]: no, they scare me even more.
[Do you believe in love]: Yes.
[Do you believe in soul mates]: Yes.
[Do you believe in love at first sight]: Yes.
[Do you believe in forgiveness]: Yes, otherwise I'd be a hypocrite. I don't know how many times I've been forgiven.
[What are 3 places you wouldn't mind relocating to?]: Colorado, Arizona
[What's something you wish you could understand better?]: Myself.
[Anyone you miss that you haven't seen in a long time?]: Meeshmoo.

In the last 24 hours, have you:
01. Cried: uhm, come to think of it, yes.
02. Bought something: negative.
03. Gotten sick: negative.
04. Sang: Yes, Natalie Imbrugla.

Social Life:
01. Best girl friend(s): Beverly, Sara, Rachel
02. Best guy friend(s): Josh, Ryan
03. Current dating partner: zip.
04. Hobbies: you all know.
05. Pager/Cell: 908 797 2825. it's taken away until the end of school, so don't bother calling, kaythxbi.
06. Are you center of attention or the wallflower?: I try to be the fucking wallflower but then my mind does something stupid and everyone pays attention.
07. What type automobile do you drive?: '91 chevy s10 two door, gray.
08. Would you rather be with friends or on a date?: be with friends.
09. Where is the best hangout?: at the rodeo or just... anywhere.
10. Do you have a job?: yes.
11. Do you attend church?: yes.
12. Do you like being around people?: not normally.

Friends/Peers:
Who:
01. Have you known the longest: Rachel
02. Do you argue the most with: Josh, but it's always jokingly, or Rachel.
03. Do you always get along with: Bev
04. Is the trust worthiest: probably Bev.
05. Makes you laugh the most: Josh
06. Has been there through all the hard times: Bev
07. Has the coolest parents: RACHEL! I LOVE HER MOM!
08. Has the coolest siblings: RACHEL!
09. Is the most blunt: Definately Rach.
10. Is the smartest: Ryan or Josh.

Personal:
01. Who is your role model: Mike Lee, Adriano Moraes
02. What are some of your pet peeves: hypocrites, cowards, blatantly dumb girls, feminine girls, touchy feelyness, blinking a lot




11. Ever liked your best guy/girl friend: yeah I liked Josh a lot... now he's just my best buddy and I love him a lot. =]


do your parents like your friends?: yeah
do your friends like your parents?: mostly.
who have you known the longest of your friends?: rach.
have the best time with?: Josh and Bev or Rachel
who's the loudest?: JESUS GOD, SARA!
who's the shyest?: none of them are shy.
funniest?: josh
craziest?: Josh, duh.
smartest?: Joshua.
sweetest?: Josh
tallest?: Bev
shortest?: SARA.
who do you go to for advice?: If I needed... erm... advice... probably Bev.
who do you cry with?: myself...

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:: 2004 24 November :: 6.29 pm
:: Mood: amused

by the way, if any of you wanna see what this is all about... since i'm probably not making sense...
Click Here for the entire thing. You too, will be amazed by the stupidity. In case you're wondering, here are the main charachters. xD
abstract_barbe: Dumbass.
greyXmatter: Too smart for her own good. xD
abrokendreamx: Brielle... my best friend.
ThrowAwayMyKeys: Rachel, my other best friend.

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:: 2004 24 November :: 6.27 pm
:: Mood: amused

oh, Taylor, love? Here's the comment I went to post before I found out my comments were blocked. xD


You're full of shit.
The proof is right there.
You told me to try living my life to the fullest.
Meaning you don't think I already do.
That's like you jumproping and me saying "Why don't you go jump rope?"
God gave me the chance to live my life "to its fullest", and I have taken him up on the offer. You were saying that I have't already done so. In other words, Betraying Jesus Christ.

I love how I have to explain everything out to you like this. Every single little thing. It's amazing to think-- I was once this stupid. Wow. How embaressing. -_-

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:: 2004 24 November :: 6.22 pm
:: Mood: lets put it this way: I'm laughing my mother fucki

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LMFAO!!!!!!! ROTFL LMFAO LMAO LMAO LMAO LMAO LMAO!!!! SHE BLOCKED MY FUCKING COMMENTS! Oh my fucking God, when I saw that, I couldn't contain myself. I burst out laughing. Holy mother of shit, this girl is so hypocritical it's disgusting. "I'm not scared of you." "You can say whatever you want about me, I don't care." Yeah baby. You don't care. That's why you blocked my comments. xD! LMFAO! Holy shit I can't get over this moron. Well, once again, Ladies and Gentlemen... Casey defeated. As always. I knew it would be easy. She's such a fucking coward. But remember Casey... you used to be just like her. It's just taking her a little longer to figure out that she sounds like a fucking moron... than it took you. xD

Ohhh God, why do you make me do such Satanic things? xD

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