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2005 12 April :: 3.49pm
:: Music: The Stones- Till the next goodbye
two faced?
about a month. i am so happy. i feel abandoned, like nobody wants me around, you know i am nicer now than i ever have been and everyone acts like i am a nuissance (sp?). anyways, it is a horrible feeling, and i would appreciate it if you people would stop acting that way. i understand that you have lives too, but most of the people who treat me that way (with one exception coming to mind) are supposedly my friends so hey, if somethings wrong you can probably talk to me not half under your breath say hi and then go whine to someone else. seriously, if that is how it is i might as well just shut back into my shell for the next month. god, high school is dumb.
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Fatman
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2005 11 April :: 11.23pm
Oh my Jeazus...
Styx is coming to Summer Celebration...
...SPOOGE!
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unbleachedblond
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2005 11 April :: 11.31pm
:: Mood: thoughtful
WHENEVER Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
“Good-morning,” and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich—yes, richer than a king—
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
**this is one of the most thought-provoking poems i have ever read. every single one of us can relate to it. we all hide behind masks, and then when something causes us to blow up as a result of all the built up pressure, everyone acts surprised. its crazy. what a damn good poem. this might actually be a fun paper to write. thanks justin!**
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joslyn_julia
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2005 11 April :: 5.27pm
:: Music: The Rolling Stones- Shattered
Shattered, shattered
Love and hope and sex and dreams
Are still surviving on the street
Look at me, I’m in tatters!
I’m a shattered
Shattered
Friends are so alarming
My lover’s never charming
Life’s just a cocktail party on the street
Big apple
People dressed in plastic bags
Directing traffic
Some kind of fashion
Shattered
Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex
Look at me, I’m in tatters
I’m a shattered
Shattered
All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter ’bout
Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta -- I can’t give it away on 7th avenue
This town’s been wearing tatters (shattered, shattered)
Work and work for love and sex
Ain’t you hungry for success, success, success, success
Does it matter? (shattered) does it matter?
I’m shattered.
Shattered
Ahhh, look at me, I’m a shattered
I’m a shattered
Look at me- I’m a shattered, yeah
Pride and joy and greed and sex
That’s what makes our town the best
Pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street
And look at me, I’m in tatters, yeah
I’ve been battered, what does it matter
Does it matter, uh-huh
Does it matter, uh-huh, I’m a shattered
Don’t you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up
To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough!
You got rats on the west side
Bed bugs uptown
What a mess this town’s in tatters I’ve been shattered
My brain’s been battered, splattered all over manhattan
Uh-huh, this town’s full of money grabbers
Go ahead, bite the big apple, don’t mind the maggots, huh
Shadoobie, my brain’s been battered
My friends they come around they
Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter
Pile it up, pile it high on the platter
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joslyn_julia
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2005 11 April :: 5.12pm
:: Music: The Rolling Stones- Shattered
hi, you're hot....
lol. i went shopping today, go a cute skirt that looks like a slip. haha, yeah, and then crystal and i went rollerblading. that was fun, and now i have to work out some more. because i feel chunky.
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blondie17
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2005 11 April :: 11.40am
read!
i like him so much. but i dont think it goes both ways. its on then its off...then its on then its off. i cant stand hearing him talk about other girls. we had one good night.....where i felt like the feeling was semi mutual. another night he talked about how he had sex with alyssa (one of his ex's) that afternoon...and i wouldnt let him touch me. i was pissed. then he told me he was just joking...and that it was cute that i cared so much. i was sitting on the slide and he came over and kissed me...a peck but he came to me and did it! my stomach hurts cause im talking about him so im going to go....wow...for once i hope that i dont get my heart broken...i would just like this chance.
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Fatman
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2005 11 April :: 9.25am
Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get insecure
It doesn't matter anymore
It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls
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joslyn_julia
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2005 10 April :: 2.11am
So, i am going to prom with Mike Fuller. He is really good friends w/ trevor (crystals guy) and they hooked us up. so i get to meet him hopefully this week. i smell like dennis, because he sprayed me with very sexy for men the last time i wore this shirt, and it smells yummy so i don't wanna wash it. lol
so yeah. i hope to have a guy in a pinstripe suit and chucks for prom... that would kik mad ass!
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jus4fun06
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2005 9 April :: 12.54pm
i was paging through someones xanga... to past entries. i read so much. i was sitting here, crying for living the memories of someone else. is it really so wrong to actually care so much to take away the marks that those memories made on this person. i feel so alone in this feeling. and since i got this feeling i have been so sad for i cant make their pain go away. it makes me so sad not to be able to make either one happy. they are the two closest people to me. sometimes i feel as if i care too much about them. i really dont know how to deal with this. since i felt this, i feel the person is only drifting farther away from me. are they? maybe the stress of the paranoia is making me think they are drifting farther away than they actually are... then i talk to them or i see them and life seems happy and we have a good time... then they leave and we may talk on the phone, but it seems they are bored of me and want me to leave and stop talking. ionoionoionoionoiono.
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joslyn_julia
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2005 8 April :: 10.06pm
:: Mood: content
:: Music: Fionna Apple- Love ridden
It's the perfect ending...
Love ridden i have looked at you; with the focus i gave to my birthday candles....
i wished on the lighted blue flame, under your brow.... and baby i wished for you
Nobody sees you when you're lying in your bed, and i want to crawl in with you but i cry instead
i want your warmth but it will only make me colder when its over....
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okay, so i am for sure, hands down not going to prom with kelly. and to be entirely honest. i am kinda happy, because i am like really random and kinda like to fly by the seat of my pants, and he seems.... dull. idk, he is great but i will have more fun if 1. i go with one of trevor's friends *crosses fingers* or 2. go stag.
granted, going stag will blow, because i hate going to every dance alone but hey, idk like pj says... you never know who you'll go home with. lol. yeah, thats about it.
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joslyn_julia
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2005 8 April :: 10.05pm
irony
In your eyes, people can't seem to see anything
because your eyes are covered up by tears! You
are constantly hurt and depressed... No one
seems to understand how you feel because
everyone is scared to get close to you... You
long to be able to reach out and tell someone
everything, and all of your problems... But you
have no one to tell, or they just don't seem to
want to hear what you have to say. You've been
hurt many times that you don't seem to have any
tears left to shed, or if you do, they're an
endless river flowing... You've started to hide
and bottle up all or your problems and
feelings, hoping that maybe they just will go
away... You want company, but at the same time,
you're scared of it. Your sanctuary is your
room where you can just be alone and try to
throw away all of your aching pains. You're
dark and mysterious and people like you for
that reason. Even if you think you're all by
yourself in the dark, someone is always there
with you. Your special someone wants to admit
and show their feelings towards you, but
they're afraid of how you'll take it. Get out
more and enjoy life because, it is far too long
to frown your way through :)
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joslyn_julia
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2005 5 April :: 2.56pm
:: Mood: Psyched
OH YEAH!!!
all the work has finally paid off. i may work all of the time, but i am going to be a manager by graduation. one of the managers got fired yesterday, so i stepped up, and was like i will take the QDI classes to manage at night and Jessy said yes
i am soooo happy, because this will look awesome on my resume. zoinks!!
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unbleachedblond
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2005 5 April :: 12.12pm
:: Mood: thoughtful
isnt it ironic how something drastic has to happen, for everything to come into focus?
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2005 5 April :: 2.34am
:: Mood: stressed/depressed/anxious/nervous
:: Music: get up kids "is there a way out?"
something's wrong but I don't know what
My mind has been racing all night, all evening really. Even at theresa's surprise birthday party, I was pretty quiet. I don't know what's wrong with me, but I've been more tired than usual and I'm falling behind in my school work. I know that I'm happy here at Loyola. I was just thinking today about how much I've grown since high school, and it's incredible. I'm much more of a real person, although I'm sure I still have a ways to go. As bad as this sounds, I think new experiences, especially drinking, helped that. I was feeling bad about my drinking habits, but I've proven that I can exercise self-control so now it's not such a problem. I have a six-pack in my fridge. I think I'll have 2-3 beers this weekend, as long as I make it through this week of hell. I have to read an entire novel for honors, take a calc test, ace my econ midterm, and somehow do an honors paper by friday. Shit on me now. Tonight I walked down the pier with sara, theresa, and keith. It made me miss home and all the times spent at the beach in muskegon. Sara knew that something was wrong tonight. I tried to tell her there wasn't, but who am I kidding? Something's wrong, but I can't put my finger on it. I had an "undefineable uneasiness." So much so, that I decided to go out and buy a pack of cigarettes. I finally smoked an entire cigarette by myself, but it wasn't a pleasant experience. My throat hurts, my nose is runny, and the smoke still in my lungs is leaving a bad taste in my mouth. I thought it'd help to calm me. Maybe I did, but I don't know. Maybe I'm calm, but it didn't solve my problems. I should really give the pack to someone else. It's bad because at the same time I feel peer pressure to smoke, even though none of my friends do. And now I feel ike an idiot. I hope sleep will help.
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