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blueyed

:: 2002 18 December :: 3.20pm
:: Mood: stressed, yo
:: Music: Alkaline Trio- Radio

:: We're right back where we started.
:: Well hey everyone. Ugh exams suck i so totally failed !! failed Bio.. o well. I hafta get a B on this Spanish test and I left my book at JUlie's BLAHH! not a good day, not at all. What was good, I saw Jim today! He came to school in his navy uniform, quite interesting, he looks exactly the same mah. Julie got into FSU, I'm so going every month next year to visit what will I do without that girl? Lets see what else is new in the life... nothing! Leaving for New Jersey slash New York sunday, quite exciting indeed. And theres a hot guy that works at pac sun, and an intriguing one that works at starbucks .

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blueyed

:: 2002 17 December :: 10.48pm
:: Mood: creative
:: Music: Saves the Day- Nightingale

:: Just kiss me before I go
:: You could throw me down and walk on me and I'd just look on through my love and through the haze.- Saves the Day


Warren: (looking at the coins attached to the ground) Who glued these quarters down?
A.J.: I did.
Warren: What the hell for, man?
A.J.: I don't feel that I need to explain my art to you, Warren. -Empire Records





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blueyed

:: 2002 15 December :: 10.55pm
:: Mood: inspired
:: Music: Bright Eyes- June on the West Coast ( thankyou sarah!)

:: Unmistakable
:: This meticulous thought is consuming my mind, I wonder if something will stop the time . I've been thinking this long and through, I will act as if I spoke your heart through my finger tips , and maybe I'd make your dreams come true. If I had my way, I'd take you away to let you experience all that I thought you needed to , all that I thought you should, all that would do you some good. Maybe I'd share my thoughts and dreams with you. All emotion left at the doorstep, I'm looking at that lake and I'm moonstruck , yes its true, and maybe I could spend my time contriving up that single rhyme to say , or maybe I'll just share my thoughts and dreams with you. Given the chance to go or stay, I really wouldn't have anything more to say, I'd certaintly rather go back there with you, and maybe I could bind my time stall the progressing to the finish line, and maybe you could share your thoughts and dreams too.

:Haha I make no sense, love yall.

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blueyed

:: 2002 15 December :: 10.41am
:: Mood: awake
:: Music: ::The Juliana Theory- The Closest Thing

:: Cast off the Clear
Today for once be unburdened, by the world you live in. Breath in a new life, and breath out the toxic waste that has layed among us for some time, and don't pay the ransom money either. Keep this ideal prevalent, today is your gain, today gain yourself. Avant Garde. Many don't realize the best friend to have ever been accquired would be yourself. Now look at everything with bright-eyes, and unimpaired senses . Unquestionably, I want to love, and be astonished by everyday. Hold close what I've gotten out of it, and hoping that my attiude will last forever. For now on I will escape and live unconfined, unobsturcted, and unconstrained , the way I've always wanted to live. Let me find my field and fly my kite, and leave me be.

:: I am feeling good today. " Where am I to go, now that I've gone to far?"- The Twighlight Zone.

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blueyed

:: 2002 14 December :: 9.49pm
:: Music: ::The Early November- All We Ever Needed

::Love and love and happy afternoons.
:: And to all those who\'ve experienced these feelings all too often, an empty feeling of an appetite not satisfied, or never satisfied for that matter. Whose dreams consist of things that make them smile, forcing them to live off their dreams, reality never quite did it for them. Yes, reality never quite did it for me. I look at you and contemplate the possibilty that you could give me what no one else could, what no one else would for that matter. But I know how you think, I know what you will do, but I don\'t know what you will say. If only everyone were served reality for breakfast, because I\'d like to see more people smile,and I\'d like to smile at something real. Save me from myself, for real, I\'m killing myself a little everyday, being consumed by views and perceptions which could be completely unreal. And the day I find out that I\'m right about it being wrong, I want you to be there for me.

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blueyed

:: 2002 13 December :: 11.31pm
:: Mood: content
:: Music: ::Rufio- Just a Memory

::Love is a noun, adore is a verb
:: To-Do list:
1. Learn how to play pool.
2. Learn how to skate.
3. Teach myself to have " rhythm".
4. Hacky- sack
5. Wakeboard
6. Dance
7. Surf
8. Flips
9. Be buck wild
10.Learn Creol
11.Shuffle cards ( haha)
12. Watch Sopranos
13. Become addicted to coffee( again).

LoL.. don't ask

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blueyed

:: 2002 13 December :: 6.17pm
:: Mood: chipper
:: Music: Taking Back Sunday- Great Romances of the 21st Century

:: I don't even like macaroni salad, but now look at me.
:: well what can I say, it was a rainy day. I've established that me and Sarah aren't the worst dancers in the world :). At least we can skank and have one man moshpits ( sure..) Well I think that he thinks that im stupid and dumb and laughs internally at just about every word that comes out of my mouth.I have no social skiils. How cool is that! No no, its sad to think that you'll just never be good enough nooo matter what you say, nooo matter what you do, and most importantly no matter what you say :). Sarah found the greatest quote eva.. " I think that boy's cheese slid off that boy's cracker". I think its insightful maha. All the boys are coming home from college for Christmas, looking forward to seeing them, its been a bit too long. I am in the mood for a concert..everyday of my life. Boys are so fickle when will they just make up their stupid little insignifigant minds? You know I've always thought that an intriguing characteristic was for people to make decisions and not go back at them, it must be the worst character flaw that most seem to posses when people go back on their word, although sometimes it may seem insensitive. " I think its cool you do what you do, and don't try to save me" I just associate that with my views. I wil write later, because im a loser baby ( so why don't you kill me?.

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blueyed

:: 2002 12 December :: 9.31pm
:: Mood: blank
:: Music: Yellowcard- Something of Value

: American Beauty ( the movie) = Me
:And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and
then it flows through me like rain
and I can't feel anything but
gratitude for every single moment
of my stupid little life...

Nice little quote there, yes it is the equivalent to I. I am really in the mood for a concert.

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blueyed

:: 2002 12 December :: 4.39pm
:: Mood: mellow
:: Music: Hot Water Music- Alachua

:: Something of value.
:: I think I either just got the best compliment of my life or the worst insult of my life. In a conversation prior to my writing I was told that I think too much. Hell yea I've known this but now I wonder if its good or a severe detriment to my existence. As Sarah remarked to me " gifted people are sad" yes Sarah, I believe we are tradgedys, people like me sit and think about life and what it would be like, and yes thats about it. I've always felt like a producer, rather than the star of the show, maybe for once I can play a role in my life. Yes, indeed I think to much, overanalyzation is at fault for me not letting things just happen for myself. To think or not to think? That is the question. Someone give me their insight! Por Favor!

:: Things of value- Sarah E( greatest person who has ever lived), 100 grands, The Starting Line, Sarah's husband Ken, my husband Matt, the fact that ken buys and drinks his own tea, the fact that matt tap dances, Johnny Reznick, Treasure Planet, Alkaline Trio, Dashboard Confessional, Old 97's, the new evian bottles, Bright Eyes, Thursday, Led Zeplin, Story of my life, Finch, New Jersey, my birdie ( he sits on my shoulder and hed bangs to music, how cool is that!, WEEZER! Koufax, art class, mxpx, sublime, NFG, ozma, lucky 7, rehab, rufio, saves the day, soemthing corporate, simple plan, Ataris, pop tarts, green jello( the kind you amke sarah!), a week until christmas break, pirates, coolness, the voyager, the beach, the factory, warped tour, running, getting a 79.5 in AP Human Geo, enchiladas, the Irish, tattos ( not that id get one but yea) , and more if i think of them, Musiq Soul Child, getting hugs from rock stars, snapple, Bob Dylan, Common, almost Famous, Moulin Rouge, The Sandlot, A beautiful mind, THE BEETLEs, The Royal Tenenbaums ( its genius, trust me )...enough for now.

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blueyed

:: 2002 11 December :: 10.27pm
:: Mood: indifferent
:: Music: Alkaline trio- Sorry about that

:: abstract means to shorten
:: these days you'll be let down. What a crying shame it is to be so wrapped up that you are blinded to reality. swept away with the hurricane as many would say, while at the end i know it will end with a rainstorm of tears. we all know that abstract means to shorten, but i don't think you'll ever understand the things that i keep telling you. and it will end bad, may i remind you, your now open dour will turn into unsweetended ice tea,hostile and anatgonistic. while the beauty in this case only lies in your elatment. let your uncertainty turn sweet.

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blueyed

:: 2002 10 December :: 9.32pm
:: Mood: contemplative
:: Music: The Starting Line

:: I am in the mood for shrimp, brisket, lamboshe, with cruising waiters::

:: The man I love tap dances.

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:: 2002 6 January :: 8.03pm
:: Mood: cynical

bleh
Life's a bitch sometimes. Especially when you're completely lacking in direction.

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