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2005 24 April :: 4.41 pm
well, working on homework, and studying for that brit lit test. hopefully i won't fall asleep while trying to finish it, the way i did when trying to start it. lol.
prom is this week and interviews are this week.
oh brother. i can't believe that we only have a very short few weeks left.
yay!
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2005 22 April :: 8.15 am
random lyrics
*But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Then waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me*
*and i know you have a heavy heart
i can feel it when we kiss
and many men stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it
but me i'm not a gamble you can count on me to split
the love i sell you in the evening by the morning won't exist *
*we must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell
set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell
and in the ear of every anarchist who sleeps but doesn't dream
we must sing, we must sing, we must sing *
*If you walk away, I’ll walk away
First tell me which road you will take
I don’t want to risk our paths crossing some day
So you walk that way, I’ll walk this way*
*Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head? And does he sing to
you incessantly from the place between your bed and wall? Does he walk around all day at
school with his feet inside your shoes? Looking down every few steps to pretend he walks with
you. Does he know that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched and does he cry
through broken sentences like I love you far too much?*
*I picked you out Of a crowd to talk to you Said I liked your shoes
You said thanks can I follow you?*
*You write such pretty words
But life's no story book Love is an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt Do you like to hurt? 'Cause I do I do I do This didn't hurt me
Didn't hurt me Oh this hurt me*
okay i am done now. hmmm yeah. love ya'll
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2005 22 April :: 8.11 am
:: Music: Bright Eyes-- First day of my life
oh yeah, this is me biting my tounge.
*you f*ing dillhole*
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2005 22 April :: 7.43 am
so yeah, i am in journalism. liz and i are drinking a friggin awesome strawberry banana smoothie. yummmmm.
my hair is nice and strait, whoot. so it is down. whoot, no more pony tails!!
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2005 21 April :: 7.21 pm
:: Music: Bright Eyes
so after school lisa asked me to go look at prom dresses with her and we had a good time on the 'road trip to rogers'
i feel aweful because i smoked but only because i am not a fan of smoking and i did it just because i was stressed out from the traffic. other than that lisa got this really awesome burgundy dress for like 70 bucks, because i made her try it on and she liked it, plus it was in the price range. my only problem is that i no longer have enough money to get my nails done (shit!) and my mom had given me like 60 bucks to use towards my hair and nails, that i used so i could eat. so i either need to beg crystal to loan me some money or cancel my nail appt, and stress about how i am going to get gas money..
(jenny wanna do a 'drug run') haha just kidding. anyways i am really glad that i got to know lisa a little better and i am happy because tanya and amanda said that i am the most oppinionated girl they know. lol, that makes me giddy.
love ya'll. --josie
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2005 21 April :: 7.52 am
:: Mood: calm
:: Music: Kelly Clarkston- Since you've been gone
is it wrong for me to be so damn cynical about everything with him, i read things... and i get worried and then i read more and i am like.... what an effing loser. idk, it's sort of indecisive. i still kind of like him, but i see so many things in him that i hate and it makes me want to put him in a box and send him to istanbul. lol.
wow, anyways. according to H, I never have a boring day, because every day i have a new story. like today (note that i have hardly been awake for an hour) i didn't have the jeans i was going to wear in my house, so i wore my pajama pants to school and changed in the car. And yesterday, jamie and kat pantsed me in the freshman hall. ah buddy. life just keeps going.
i can't wait till prom next week, i just hope i find a date....
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2005 17 April :: 10.21 pm
i can't breathe, baby.
i feel all bruised up, my lungs are compressed. i can't breathe.
my heart keeps randomly skipping beats or racing. i'm not in love, so i just don't understand. my stomach hurts when i eat.
i am going to the doctors next month, after prom so i have extra money. i hope i can be okay till then, if not.... i will have to push my cash and make it work
in other news, my birthday was friday.... so here is what i got!
50 cent- Massacre (from Dennis)
Garden State Soundtrack
20$ towards a movie (from aunt dee)
smothie machine
20$ (for prom??)
lotsa hugs
some cards
and my uncles somehow (cough *dad* cough) got my cell # and called to wish me happey birthday
ironicly enough, nobody from my mom's family has called and wished me a happy birthday, or sent a card. with the exception of my grandma.
go figure.
love ya'll-- Josie
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2005 12 April :: 3.49 pm
:: 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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2005 11 April :: 5.27 pm
:: 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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2005 11 April :: 5.12 pm
:: 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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2005 10 April :: 2.35 am
You are sad because of the loneliness in your life
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2005 10 April :: 2.11 am
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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2005 8 April :: 10.06 pm
:: 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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2005 8 April :: 10.05 pm
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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2005 5 April :: 2.56 pm
:: 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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