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2006 7 November :: 7.33 pm
A Rant in Response to Subway Rants. <3.
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And on that note: Eat more Subway! Just don't be a jerk!
<3.
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2006 22 October :: 10.11 pm
:: Mood: unsure
you don't want baggage
without lifetime guarantees
you don't want to watch me die
I just came to say goodbye, love
goodbye, love
goodbye
I work at Subway.
I get out of school at 12:05 pm.
Finally out of debate class, but keeping the t-shirt.
Yearbook is going well - so are English and SWAT - my only classes.
le.. whoo.
Must clean tomorrow.
After work.
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2006 8 August :: 6.33 pm
:: Mood: optimistic
:: Music: Watching 7th Heaven xP
Omigosh, Senior Year.
My birthday is September the 1st.
I'm getting a laptop.
Here is an amazing announcement. Currently, I'm in love with / in like with / crushing on .. No one!
And I'm loving it. It's just way too much trouble, especially since I'm starting my senior year next week, August 16th, and I don't want to be hung up on anyone. Thank goodness for that little announcement last week. Otherwise, I'd still be wasting my time liking people.
Admittedly, the events as of late have been.. very.. upsetting, but I feel like I'm completely over everything. And it's a great feeling. No idea how long it will last, but it's lasted a little while now.
I'm okay now. I'm not 'emo' anymore. xP
Happy Senior Year.
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2006 29 June :: 11.28 pm
My last year of high school is fast approaching, and I'm torn between what to do.
I'm home from Dallas. In Dallas, I was energetic, happy-go-lucky, and overall joyful. As soon as I got back to this town, my energy went downhill and I felt more self-conscious. In Dallas, you don't have to worry about anyone knowing you, really. Here, everybody knows everyone and what they do.
Part of me, the not-nice part of me, says, "Screw it. It's my last year. Why should I care at all what anyone else thinks? I'll just do what I want." But the rational side says, "No, you can't do that. You've got to be nice and all of that nice stuff."
It'll probably be the latter. I'm nice by nature, apparently, but I like being outgoing sometimes. Smiling at strangers, waving out of car windows, dancing and singing along with Skye and my other friends.. All great and fun things. But I'm not that outgoing. I can't do all this alone. I'm not equipped with the quality of making friends easily and keeping them. I'm not popular. I cannot keep a conversation about makeup and another girl's boyfriend (or lack thereof) for hours on end. I refuse to go shopping for shoes and clothes in a large group.
So that eliminates most people I know my age. But hey, one more year. Then I'll be around more people, and maybe that'll make it easier to reach out and talk to some random person I don't even know.
This is all assuming I can make up my mind about where to go. Oy...
For some reason, here, in this town, it is so incredibly difficult to be.. obviously happy and outgoing. It's oppressive, in a way, but at the same time.. I don't know.
Yes. Just a little ramble on the difference in country and city.
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2006 24 June :: 1.43 am
Wow, Canada.
You're producing some great bands. Stars, Arcade Fire..
Also, lately, I've gotten into The Bangles, Frank Sinatra (more-so than before), Mario Lanza (more-so than before), other 50's singers.
I'm also investigating some other bands that seem to be of the types of music I like: The Pixies, Pavement, Ben Folds (I know they have great music), Death Cab, Interpol, Postal Service.
Anyone got anymore suggestions of music to check out, please, feel free to suggest away.
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