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sugarmouse0587

:: 2004 7 July :: 9.50am

No matter how much I try, I cannont hate Kelly Ripa. She's actually kind of funny.

And eleven is a weird number.


Also, some advice: If you're going to leave a gun on someone's bed as a way of saying that you actually showed up please leave a note. And leave it on the right bed.

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sugarmouse0587

:: 2004 6 July :: 8.25pm

I can't believe it. It really happened. My mom was yelling at me about fabric softner.

And Ryland is talking to me. He doesn't ask to change the channel. So we watch dumb movies about mosquitos. Forget the pants.

I am white trash minus the tube top. In a few weeks I will be fat and I will be smoking.
I live in a manufactured home.
It's dark and it's not mine.


I went to the field and wasn't afraid of snakes. I think I died.


A boy called. No one knows who it was.

Because:
1. People answer the phone before the caller ID can pick it up
2. People don't bother to ask who is calling, they just ASSume.
3. If the caller ID does pick it up it gets erased and no one remembers to tell me that a boy called.

I can't breath and want band camp and my room and no sheets on the couch and a light bulb in the fridge.

I want to not hate my mom.

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sugarmouse0587

:: 2004 6 July :: 10.48am
:: Music: usher on vh1

what i gotta do now, is get my shorty back.



20-8=12 days




This is my phone number
636-4135

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sugarmouse0587

:: 2004 5 July :: 8.06pm

Thirteen


Okayaoakldjadf9asdfu

I love the 90's is in less than seven days
jess and I are going camping
i got a neat sunburn
payday is this week
i'm probably growing

Its raining inside my head


danibean

:: 2004 5 July :: 2.29pm
:: Mood: tan






What kind of band geek are you?

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sugarmouse0587

:: 2004 4 July :: 11.47am

Two weeks



COME BACK!

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sugarmouse0587

:: 2004 3 July :: 6.38pm

What's now?

Like 15.

I've got a lot to say and not enough motivation to say it. You know. Crappy metaphors and junk. References to ambigous events. Lists.







i love the 90's is july 12th!

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sugarmouse0587

:: 2004 1 July :: 4.30pm

17.

stomach hurts.

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sugarmouse0587

:: 2004 30 June :: 7.57pm

someone come over to my squat hut.

it's really fun!

we can play in the gently lapping swamp or we can gouge our eyes out with something creative!

799-0733!!!!

free foot massages!

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Tbaby92588

:: 2004 30 June :: 6.30pm
:: Mood: curious
:: Music: Dreamer [Supertramp]


I finished A Tree Grows In Brooklyn yesterday. It's clever, the title. A tree grows in Brooklyn but so does a girl. Funny, huh?

I've started The Lovely Bones, and despite much praise, I'm not that impressed. Then again, I'm only on page 41.

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sugarmouse0587

:: 2004 30 June :: 2.27pm

Eight teen? missing.

frick.

I hate the new house. But we do get Bravo and Comedy Central.

Mom wants me to aid in the dismantling of our house. I want to. . .not.

someone needs to come to their senses and it's not me.


every feeling is normal and feelings don't last and there is no overreaction.

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Tbaby92588

:: 2004 29 June :: 11.19pm
:: Mood: relaxed
:: Music: Take it Easy[Eagles]


Sometimes I narrate the things in my life. Except not out loud, I’m no fool. For example…

“Today my eyes itched and when I scratched them they turned red. This made me think I’m allergic to something in the air that floats about last house on Squires Ct.. When I told this to David, he dropped eye medicine in there. I asked him if he still loved my eyes, but he said, ‘I love the left one…’ And I knew what that meant. Oh well, maybe we’ll both go blind and then we won’t worry about anything much anymore.”

“These lyrics are neat in that they rhyme… ‘You’re thinking up your white lies. You’re putting on your bedroom eyes.’ I’m supposing bedroom eyes are eyes that one might use when they are in the bedroom. This is odd because my bedroom eyes are closed on the account of my sleeping.”

“I sneezed on the keyboard. I have no remorse. I’m so mean.”

“When little children tell other little children secrets, it’s usually no good. Hit them quick.”

“Dodgeball isn’t bad like I thought it would be. It’s funny, but not I-peed-my-pants funny. Don’t think I wouldn’t pee my pants because I will if I laugh hard enough. By the way…the ‘underdogs’ win. Movies haven’t surprised me lately. ”

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sugarmouse0587

:: 2004 28 June :: 12.08am

The number one reason why I loovvee Jessie Wilde:

She respects my eyebrows while at the same time knows why I hate them


This week:
Monday-Emily
Tuesday-Gym, Kevin
Wednesday-Jess B
Thursday-Gym possibly Jess W
Friday-Phil? (working)

(twenty)

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sugarmouse0587

:: 2004 27 June :: 10.11pm

I guess I'm just this skinny white girl from a town that no one has heard of and looks like she's twelve.

But people like to hit on me.


ha ha hahhhahahhahahahahaaa


NO MORE ASSHATS!!!

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sugarmouse0587

:: 2004 27 June :: 1.52pm

Hooher! My mood is being enhanced!! Wowie!!!

Someday my daughter will be really sad and I'll tell her that I was really sad once too, but I turned out alright.

Then I will realize that I am talking to the lamp with a burned out bulb.



Je ne se quois. Having a purpose makes me feel alright. And when I'm not alone it all seems funny and normal and easy to talk about.

It sucks that there are so many constant reminders. Almost everywhere I go I get the slight upset stomach.

someone make me forget.

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