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godessalthena

:: 2007 15 January :: 7.48am
:: Music: celine dion - because you loved me

i slept so well last night... i fell asleep at 11pm and i didn't move until like... six... it was really nice. i didn't even wake up when my roommate came back in. and if it wasn't for her alarm clock i would still be asleep.

i think i was just exhausted yesterday... it was extremely emotional. i cried a lot yesterday and i laughed a lot yesterday. i was dizzy and vomity and i was accepted and happy. i was heart broken. it was an incredible day.

and i think i can say... that i love my friends here. not to the degree that i love my friends back home, but i think i love them here. it's hard to tell. but i feel almost like i'm a part of them. i feel like i maybe will become very close with them... and it makes me sad a little that i'll be leaving next year and i won't get to see them as much. but i can work around that... i hate how friendships seem to die when you are gone.

oh, and yesterday i listened to a man play amazingly beautiful music. it was breathtaking. he is an amazing composer and just a really great person. i'm so glad that he trusts me like he does. he's a sweetie.

i'm such a dork. listening to celine dion and writing this. eating pops. thinking about candy.

haha.

<3

love,
amelia

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godessalthena

:: 2007 14 January :: 11.35am
:: Mood: quixotic

love always breaks hearts.
and i wish i didn't feel love sometimes...
because while a breaking heart shouldn't physically hurt...

it really, really fucking hurts.
and it's scary. like your chest will collapse...
and your world is ending...

but the worst part is you know it isn't. and now you have to live knowing that you will feel this pain again.

and another bad part... everytime my heart breaks the world turns more and more ugly... like tarnishing silver...

why did i ever have to grow up..?



when i have kids, i never, ever want them to grow up. it hurts too much...

now i understand.

love,
broken

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godessalthena

:: 2007 13 January :: 10.57pm

i hate hobos.
seriously. and they are fucking scary.

i slept until... 11am. but right now, i am sooo fucking tired.
so why am i on the computer? because i'm hungry and i don't want to go to bed... but i do.

i don't feel safe here. i want to be with kirkery.
this sucks sometimes.
sigh.

but... omg it's almost 10 months (yeah, for anyone paying attention i'm an idiot) wow!! <3 i'm so awesome.

love,
amelia

i want to hear the stories of your love for me


aerii

:: 2007 13 January :: 4.24pm
:: Music: Open Face Crab Sandwich - Seaweed Jack

ahhhhh.

too bad seaweed jack is playing on friday.
or else i would go.
that sucks.
stupid catarina.

i want to dance :S

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aerii

:: 2007 13 January :: 3.46pm
:: Mood: mellow
:: Music: If You Want Blood (You Got It) - AC/DC


today is a lazy day.
its snowing
and i just want to take a nap.

but i have to finish cleaning my room
and write a freaking essay about fear in the media.
poop.

ah well.
i should be ungrounded soon.

crap, i have to remember to do that freaking math binder stuff.

im looking forward to friday :D
ahaha, im pretty pathetic. oh well.


THANK GOD FOR 3 DAY WEEKENDS!
seriously.

i want to hear the stories of your love for me


aerii

:: 2007 12 January :: 10.20pm
:: Mood: sick/calm
:: Music: fruit bats - lazy eye



life is one confusing mofo, but i'm glad i got it sorted out.
im grounded :S
which sucks.
my best friend moved across the state.
boyfriends are trouble :P
haha
bad habits get worse.
stomachs growl louder when you dont feed them.
you dont feed them when you cant find food.
crushes complicate a lot of things.
especially when you cannot stop thinking of them.
college is complicated
high school is complicated
but i cant choose which i like better or want more of.
i want spring.
i want food.
i want st. patricks day to come
i cleaned my room finally.
you re-meet people in the oddest places
ice cream is good, but dont get large. its just too much.
its not hard to make things right with someone.
parents are crazy in good ways :D

ah
well
i dont know
i just felt like i neglect this thing.
and it needed some love.

i want to hear the stories of your love for me


godessalthena

:: 2007 10 January :: 8.14am

a lot of my shit it missing.
not really important shit... just like... my schedual, my masking tape, my water and my pads that I JUST BOUGHT... so i think someone is taking my shit... or else i'm just so good at losing stuff that it completely disappears from my room.

and that's a pretty petty thing to do. i've done some petty things in my life, but i've never stolen from someone i didn't like. i mean really, what the fuck?

sigh. now i have to go get that stuff again. or tear apart my room just in case i'm missing where i put them (which i seriously think is not the case).

wish me luck.

love,
amelia

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godessalthena

:: 2007 7 January :: 6.29am

i don't know what to do with myself anymore...

i mean... i don't have any drive to acutally do any of the work i have for school. i just want to sit and do nothing all day long. or sit and be with him all day long... but i can't do that...

because i have to read and write and cut and draw. for classes i don't really care for...

i think it's just being here. i hate being here so i hate doing the things that prove i'm really here.

and i am frickin hungry.

it's six in the morning... and i'm hungry and there is no food to be gotten.
sigh.









gr...

sigh...

urk...

i want to hear the stories of your love for me


godessalthena

:: 2007 4 January :: 7.49pm

what a perfectly shitty day.

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godessalthena

:: 2006 30 December :: 7.42am

my journal hurts my eyes.

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godessalthena

:: 2006 28 December :: 9.42am
:: Mood: pensive

life is very... ironic? i don't think that's the right word.

it is funny in a cynical type of way. and the best part... is... i don't know.

but man, it's funny. and sad.

very, very sad.

and cyclical.

it's like... my life travels in circles and my friends lives move in circles and we are all circling in and out of eachothers circles while moving in our own circles and it's funny. and sad.

because we all know that heartbreak will come again.
and we all know that most of us will fall in love again.
and we all know that we will be lied to again.
and we all know that we will be hated again.
and that's it. it will come and go in waves for the rest of our lives.

and yet, this repetition is what we live for.
it is what most of us love.

do we love it because it's programmed into us?
do we love it because it makes us forget that we will someday die?
or is it because we know we will die one day and that makes now just that much better?
or does it help us get through one more day, knowing that someday it will end...?

how many people love life?
how many people sit down and the first thing they think is, "isn't this great? life is wonderful."

sometimes... i feel like i'm the only one who absolutely loves my life.
i mean...

what could be better than feeling like worthless crap a lot and then opening your eyes and see the sunlight and the trees and feel the wind and know that every single person in the whole wide world feels the exact same feelings as i do?

i don't think very much could be better than that.

well, i bet if i believed in real love life would be much better.
but i can't help but think that the stories are all idealized lies that appeal to us because that ISNT THE WAY LIFE IS.

or maybe it is the way life is and i'm just not alive. i don't know.

all i know is, love... is rare. so rare that i question its existence.

yes, i am in love. but it doesn't feel the same as the love described in faerie tales, movies and stories. it just doesn't feel like that.

but don't get me wrong, it is nice. it is the best thing ever.

.....
i really don't understand people. at all.

"and this is all we need tonight..."

love,
amelia

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godessalthena

:: 2006 25 December :: 8.58pm

when i think about my future i get so scared and so excited.

im excited about succeeding. that is one thing that makes me so happy. to have my life turn out absolutely wonderful... with a man who loves me and wants me and will take care of me and a career which i love and suceed at. and then with children who i love and adore and who love and adore me in return. in a house with green grass and trees in the front yard. that's what i want. to be happy in the future and know that even if bad things happen, people love me and i love me. that's what i really want. i'm halfway there.

but... i get scared for the failure i may face. there are so many things that could go wrong and prevent me from moving in the direction i want. so many things that would rob me of my biggest happiness right now. and i know that my family will always love me and be proud of me, but sometimes that just isn't enough. i have to love me and be proud of myself. but... i don't know if i could do that if i don't succeed at the things i want to do right now... if i loose him... i don't know what i'd do. i'd be so lost... and if i had to stay at that college... that would just kill me. i don't want to be stuck there. and i really want to go to digipen. but if i don't get in... i don't know what i'd do. as much as i love being in spokane, i don't find it an option if i don't get into digipen. that would spell the end of my relationship with him.. and that isn't something i ever want to happen.

if anyone makes me a better person it's him. for him i want to succeed. i want to be the best. i want nothing more than to be with him and make him happy and laugh with him... when i'm around him i never feel like i'm not good enough... i never feel like my best isn't enough with him... and when i look into his smiling eyes and see his grin it just fills me with the greatest joy i've ever known. he is amazing. he's one of the best people i've ever met. he makes me feel complete, whole, in love... special beyond any definition of the world. and his happiness is so paramount to me. it is the most important thing when i'm around him... and yes, sometimes i just can't be happy around him but it isn't because of him... it's because of me. and he's okay with that. he's happy with that. because he loves me and he knows i love him so much.

i cry the most when i'm with him... he's just so perfect to me. i look at him and i can't help but cry. he's just so beautiful. so radiant. he makes me so happy that i can't help but cry with it. it's so wonderful to look at him, his naked body in the sunlight and his gentle smile and the love in his eyes... and to start crying, to feel the happiness bubbling out of me, out of my eyes and heart... knowing that he feels the same way and that it makes him feel special and happy.

and to lose that... well... that would end everything. i lost him once and that was hell... i don't want to think of what would happen if i lost him again. he's the light in my life... he isn't the only person in my life, but he's so important to me and my happiness.



then there are my friends... and one in particular. she's always been in my heart since we first became friends... she's so warm and passionate, i can't help but feel jealous. she's my best friend and without her i'd be lost. i love being around her because she loves me and i love her. we've been through a lot together, very hard times and very good times... when we stopped being friends, i didn't stop caring about her... when i looked at her and saw she was sad, i was sad and concerned, even though we weren't talking... we were both so stubborn then, and hurt... but we got past that... seattle is so lonely without her. i wish she was going to my school so i could have my best friend there with me.

i remember when we were little, how much fun we used to have just playing games. talking, laughing... it was so nice to have someone who shared things with me and who i felt completely confident around. she's good at keeping secrets and she's so good at listening... i'm just bad at talking, i'm so scared to lose her that i don't always say what i need to. but i know she'll love me no matter what... and i know she loves me too.

and success, i think... is keeping her friendship until i die... and have her be auntie to my kids and grow our children up together... and we would never be alone in the world, even if everyone else left us, we'd still have eachother... she's one of the best people i know and that i've had the luck to be best friends with... i only wish we could be closer now, when i need her the most.




i hate fear... but it's important... and the most important part is to not let it paralyze you. yes, i'm terrified that i won't get my way, but i'm going to try my hardest to make my future turn out the way it should. that is the most important thing to me...

to just... be happy.

happiness...

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godessalthena

:: 2006 23 December :: 2.32pm
:: Mood: crushed
:: Music: playradioplay - compliment eachother like colors

to brookelynn
If we try hard enough I'm sure we could forget it
Cause this black-hearted wedding's enough to start a panic
We were clean for three days when you were running down the block
11 minutes sober now we're counting down the clock
And donnie says you're the reason we are here
And we all know that what donnie says is true
So go to bed this life is not a shameless waste
And we all know that's what it is to you goodnight

We will overcome every night to the sound of the kick drum
We've got it figured out every night to the sound of the break down

We can stand the street every night to the sound the breakbeat
I feel like my worn hands are empty waiting for God's new plans

Please darling can you lead way
My world was flipped now I have gone astray
Now it falls apart every night to the sight of the dim stars

I take it slow because I have time
Back to the days when you were mine
Back to this faulty relationship
Back to the days when we both fit

Last time we returned to our old ways
What makes you think we'll change
PlayRadio taking the sound waves
The sound waves

Is this it or could we still compliment
eachother like colors in harmony that make
eachother look brighter like we did in the start

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lillypad

:: 2006 22 December :: 6.34am

last night was the best night of my life. It would have made more sense in the universe for me to have experienced it with people who could have understood the true greatness of it though. I miss that. i know some people who would have loved it.
We went to the beach when it was raining, but it wasn't scary cause there was no wind and the tide was low, and we went on the swings and swung so high I could see nothing but clouds above me and hear nothing but the waves around me. and the sky was light grey instead of black and it was like a warm crying pillow. And I was so happy and I was flying in the air and it was beautiful. I wish you had been there. every you.
Now my blood is going fast and I haven't slept. I couldn't. And I have to work today. Blegh. But it was worth it.

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godessalthena

:: 2006 17 December :: 9.05am

wow, yesterday was... haha. it was the worse date ever. but i laughed it off. it was so stupid how everything was closed and that i forgot my id. but i had fun anyway, since i was with the man i love.

it's good to be home. playing perfect dark with my sister is really fun. i missed having someone to play violent video games with.

i really need to wrap those gifts. i am SO lazy.

i want to hear the stories of your love for me


godessalthena

:: 2006 15 December :: 6.10pm

that was the longest car ride ever.
but it is SO nice to be home with my loving wonderful family.
and all the christmas stuff is up and it's beautiful just like every year.
and my sister and i played perfect dark, which is always fun.
and we're going out to dinner probably because everyone loves me here.

and i totally have ferrah faucet hair. i am a sex goddess like zomg hxc.

haha

yeah, i'm in a better mood than during that car ride. i hate seattle. gr.

hahahahahaha i love it here. mmmm

and tomorrow is TEN FRICKIN MONTHS HELLZ ZOMG YEZZZ.

haha.

happyness grows on trees here. and since it's winter all that happyness is in my reach.

FINALLY.

mmmm...

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aerii

:: 2006 15 December :: 2.03pm


We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

i want to hear the stories of your love for me


godessalthena

:: 2006 11 December :: 9.43am

the more i try to do at this school the more i realize that the people here really don't like the students at all. haha, it's like... "who the fuck cares as long as we get their money, huh? haha" and that pisses me off.

but whatever, one more year and I'll be done with this place. and this fuckin rain. it needs to DIE.

but at least i get to see juan today. and i got a 95 on my practice exam final whatever so i'm pretty confident. i just need to study the stuff we learned last lecture and on tuesday. and i think i'll ace it. or get close as long as she doesn't decide to make the test unbearably hard. but i doubt that. she's too nice.

sigh.... gaporgpareg;oa;ga; regi ewroashgoan rgehro ga;hga.

i want to fucking draw
.
gr.

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godessalthena

:: 2006 10 December :: 4.43pm

we miss you skyler.
you looked the best in that pink dress.

i want to hear the stories of your love for me


aerii

:: 2006 10 December :: 4.32pm

i love you skyler.
and i miss you <3

i wish you could come home.

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aerii

:: 2006 8 December :: 6.56pm

dont take caffeine pills.

they make you sickkkkk..

gahhhhhhhh

can i vomit now?

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godessalthena

:: 2006 4 December :: 6.28pm
:: Music: someday you will be loved

i got my digipen information packet today. i read some of it. it's pretty much what the website said. now i just have to write down all the important stuff for my parents. or rather my mommy.

man, i'm almost home. just like... a week until my final is done and a few days until kirk's school is done and then i'm fucking home oigaregjaglkaslkdfbalkg okawgraohgoafvlvksa sdfhaife alwfia da dfoiah dhf!!!!

yay! i'm so excited to be home. i love being home. it's like being somewhere i'm loved and wanted and appreciated! yay!

ahh... home sweet home...

but fuck. it's only monday. god damnit. maybe i can see my babykins today. <3 mmhmm

and i have all my holiday shopping done! i think i'm going to wrap everything in newspaper because i have an abundance of that in this hell hole. we have about four outside our door. haha. not to mention the two scattered about the room.

people walking fast look so cool. like unnatural.

hmhm...

yup.
i have a super cute picture. i love it.

'your fascination with naked walls of silk and skin with no condition..."

love,
amelia

i want to hear the stories of your love for me


godessalthena

:: 2006 3 December :: 7.15pm

ugh... college money shit...

sigh.

i hate expensive shit. but it's sooo good.
why does the world need money? god damnit.

i need sleep. stupid car alarms.

i want to hear the stories of your love for me


godessalthena

:: 2006 30 November :: 8.09pm

you know the feeling where you are disappointing someone really important to you but they won't admit it?

yeah. i hate that feeling.

i also hate being an adult. or being an adultish person. i'm growing up as much as i hate to admit it... and being here... i feel a lot more grown up that almost everyone around me. i need to forget that i'm 35 and start being 18...

the sad thing is i have forgotten how to do that unless i am extremely tired.

sigh.

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godessalthena

:: 2006 29 November :: 5.28pm

why does this have to be so hard for me? i don't know what i want anymore because there ae so many different desires within me and i can't decide which should be listened to.

and i miss my family so much. i miss my home and my friends and everything... i miss my bed and the air and the weather... and i miss the sun and the parks...

i just miss where i used to be, even if i was excited for here before... i hate it here. there is nothing here that brings me joy just for existing on the same plane.

and here i am sitting in my room like a loser crying my eyes out because i'm a fucking baby that needs to grow up.

i'm stronger than this right? right..?

sigh.

I have so much work to do.

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aerii

:: 2006 27 November :: 8.16pm

Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck.

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godessalthena

:: 2006 27 November :: 8.03pm

oh i feel sick just thinking about it.

i don't want to acknowlegde the possiblity that everything won't work out how i want. because i want it so bad.

i will get in. my parents will let me go. i will be successful.

sigh.

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godessalthena

:: 2006 26 November :: 1.55pm

it's nice to see how much i mean to everyone at home...


thanks julius and lauren for loving me.
no thanks anyone else.
(except my family)

friends suck a lot of the time.

i want to hear the stories of your love for me


aerii

:: 2006 23 November :: 5.48pm

okokok
sooo


shiny toy guns are coming to spokane december 6th
and i dont have college classes the second half of that week.
so
im going

and im excited.

and its only $10.

sooooooooooooooooooooooo
i know who's going with me too.

:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

i want to hear the stories of your love for me


aerii

:: 2006 20 November :: 6.12am
:: Mood: excited
:: Music: house of the rising sun

tomorrow
will
be
a
fabulous
day

because...

"the
devil
and
god
are
raging
inside
me"

will be beautiful
when i buy it tomorrow
and fall
in
love
with
brand new
all
over
again.

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