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2003 25 December :: 10.19 pm
:: Mood: eh...
:: Music: news...
stuff
Ok, my parents okayed the movie party being here (for once) so... I don't have the phone numbers of most of the people that would come, so I need those, and I don't have a day set either.... eh heh... but it must be soon, because this house doesn't stay clean for long....
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2003 24 December :: 4.10 pm
:: Mood: confused
:: Music: Life as a Teenage Robot
She summed it up perfectly
"You're a strange one."
yup, I guess that's how it all turned out. Then again, I thought I had found a group of strange ones. Obviously the similarities I saw weren't really existant at all. Always over observant, that's what I am. Too cautious with what I do, what I say, who I say it to, the reasons behind it. I like to understand what's going on. That was a big mistake. I swear Schylar must think that I'm somewhat insane after that argument last school year... Maybe I over analyze, maybe it's all simpler than what I thought. Because I've certainly complicated my life. How humbling to be called strange again.
Love must not be as great as I always imagined it. Always thinking the happy smiles and random kisses... it's all so much more complex than that. The one thing I always thought would be so easy (so easy... only if you can actually find the right person.)... never did find the perfect match. And it's not so simple, all the fights and the I thought I love you's and the bull shit that came with it... I still don't know what's going on... the one thing I'd never get... the one thing I crave most... can't try so hard anymore... can't care anymore.....
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2003 23 December :: 10.42 pm
:: Mood: tired
:: Music: "Feelin' This" Blink182
I only took the quiz because they told me to...
Youre the Autum Fariy. You are kinda silent and a loner you like beign alone with the beauty of autum. You have thoughts of beign with friends but the the elagance wins you over. Please vote for me this is my first quiz have mercy!!
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Anywho,
My aunt told us that the earthquake (in Cali) lasted about 6-7 minutes in Lompoc, where she was with my cousin Colleen. As soon as they could walk again (direct quote) Colleen went running down the street to find Josh and Jeremy since they were selling stuff for a school fundraiser...
and here, Roxanne has disappeared (can't reach her at home)..... so we'll try tomorrow...
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2003 22 December :: 11.29 am
:: Mood: bad hair (yes, it's a mood)
:: Music: Christmas carols
Well, my sister just got her wisdom teeth out, so needless to say, she's not in a Christmas wonderland right now. She seems to be having a worse trip than I did, so I feel kind of crappy (except for the fact that I've got hardware for the next 2-4 years....)
I still don't have any of my shopping done, and I have to clean my room (which is at its worst right now) because my grandma will show up tomorrow afternoon... argh.... I'm still wanting Josh and Paige to show up for Christmas, but they won't bother to buy the plane ticket, so I doubt it will happen... ho hum...
Anywho, the pageant went... um... well, it happened... yeah. We have a new DCE, so the church year for us kiddies hasn't been the best anyway, but *gotta have faith* that things will get better -insert eye roll- ...
welps, hope Christmas is good elsewhere....
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2003 21 December :: 10.00 pm
NOBODY'S LISTENING ANYMORE!!!!!!
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2003 21 December :: 1.04 am
:: Mood: tired (as always)
:: Music: Opus 10 (Brahms)
neh... aboo...
Well... we finally got the tree up, so I'm finally in the Christmas spirit (Christmas lives and dies with the tree for me...). This then leads to the discussion artificial vs. the real deal... I grew up with artificial, it's easy, no allergy problems, aesthetic pleasing, less likely to burn my house down, etc.
Even though I'm now *yay Christmas*, I'm thinking I want to have a love right now... yeah, it's always better when you've get to shop for someone who actually matters beyond the family (sorry friends, I have no intentions of getting presents for you.... nor for maggie, at least until she gets off my ass...) *sigh* ... yes, that's life. So, I'm supposed to have my lines memorized by 4:30 tomorrow... eh heh... bleh... I have nothing else to say right now...
or do I?
nope... nothing...
I think...
........
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yeah, all empty here.
*but not here*.
^^and over here there's a bit of a mess^^
but right here it's empty.
Except for the words/thoughts occupying this space.
!!#Then it's not empty you dolt#!!
get over it...
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2003 18 December :: 9.22 pm
:: Mood: tired
:: Music: Down in some Lonesome Valley
me!!!
It's amazing how many times this year people have thought I'm going out with someone. Some have been disturbing, some have been funny, and some I just think about where those rumors came from...
Anywho... I was talking to Jesse earlier (one of the few time's I'd actually talk on the phone... of course I was trying to play piano at the same time which didn't work out so well, but isn't really important anyways...). Yeah, she's another person who wants to go out with me now. And that last statement sounded really arrogant...
The thing is, I don't get how all these people can say they like me... or, excuse me, LOVE me... And, of course, I still don't understand what that word really means... But how can it be that these people ALL say that... I guess I'm really too much of a softie at heart. I don't want to go out with some girl because it'll break another girl's heart. Maybe that's why I'm so unlucky in the area... just not enough flutter to take a jump head first and hope I'm getting somewhere...
Kind of sums up parts of life...
Oh!! I should go get my poem right now... it's gonna be long (this is just the start of it), and it may take a few months to write with my work ethic.
It starts off with everything all right,
But from the gunshot, one knows it isn't true.
Fourteen runs of a rock in the night,
These things don't seem to be improving.
The once hallowed ground, so pure a foundation,
Has found a way to rot and become
Wicked. And only the master here
Appreciates the destruction he caused.
The house had done well, at least
In twelve passing revolutions.
Time bided, waiting for its chance
To prove the man idle.
Hel left his land, eager to know
What was being held beyond the boarders.
Ultimately, his quest would show that sisters
Love and Hate were bound by short chains.
As he passed through his silver gates, he found
Wasteland, barren and useless for salvation.
And yet, the man found this new world a beauty,
So different from his royal housing.
Living his previous life in such glory of a manor,
Wonderful becaume mediorcre to his eyes.
A simple change of the world around him
Let him see Variety is true beauty.
An oasis was known to be not far away.
Searching, he found it occupied by
Fair Maiden. Wailing raised from her throat;
The poll long since filled with acid.
Frantic, he pondered a way to save Fair Maiden.
Never, he believed, should his own life be risked;
Even for such treasure as Love. Head hung low,
He traipsed on through the playground of brothers Life and Death.
A century gone to take civilization;
Second of the lies this man was told.
The firus that took the world by storm
Man, himself, was programmed to nurture.
So came to be the desolation, rotting, hopeless,
Homeland to the silence of chaos.
Death, theme of the Eighth Day, finished
The Spectre's work, and Nature's undoing.
As foot sank lower into burning sand
The man then pondered this paradox about him:
In the land where only Moon shines,
How does Earth smolder so?
Looking to the Eastern Sky, sunrise seemed to be
Testing Night, and soon the truth was revealed to man.
A golden cube, high walls of the city, was Light's source;
This man had entered the Devil's Kingdom.
Yeah, so that's the start (this poem is about some of my life experiences for you dolts out there...)
Nick tired... Nick leave now...
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2003 18 December :: 7.20 pm
:: Mood: it should be friday...
:: Music: it's below...
Christmas doesn't need to come
"I'm Going Home" you must look forward to the end of the movie, or maybe you just like it.
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Well... the end was sexy... kind of...
Anyways... Yeah, I'm not feeling like Christmas this year... bleh... So... I've been crushing on well... a few people for a while now, and of course they're not getting the message... I've always been a bit subtle. Of course, I can't get Aly to get the message that I want her fucking hands off of me...
eh.. heh... bleh... neh... ..... nope... nothin else... ergenflargenbargen....
!!! We're watching two movies right now... GATTACA in Biology... It's the strangest, yet coolest movie that I've seen for a while... and in History we're watching MP's Holy Grail... yeah... and that's life.
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2003 12 December :: 5.06 pm
:: Mood: tired...
:: Music: tv
grr!!
I still haven't gotten cameron's email address... oy...
Anyway... I'm missing morp tonight because I'm going to the SO party.... oh well, I really don't want to be out till eleven anyways, so it works out......
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2003 4 December :: 9.25 pm
:: Mood: less tired
:: Music: some Jay-Z thing
Quiz Result: You are olive
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you are olive
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Your dominant hues are red and green, so you're definately not afraid to get in and stir things up. You have no time for most people's concerns, you'd rather analyze with your head than be held back by some random "gut feeling".
Your saturation level is very high - you are all about getting things done. The world may think you work too hard but you have a lot to show for it, and it keeps you going. You shouldn't be afraid to lead people, because if you're doing it, it'll be done right.
Your outlook on life can be bright or dark, depending on the situation. You are flexible and see things objectively.
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Your dominant hues are red and green, so you're definately not afraid to get in and stir things up. You have no time for most people's concerns, you'd rather analyze with your head than be held back by some random "gut feeling".
Your saturation level is very high - you are all about getting things done. The world may think you work too hard but you have a lot to show for it, and it keeps you going. You shouldn't be afraid to lead people, because if you're doing it, it'll be done right.
Your outlook on life can be bright or dark, depending on the situation. You are flexible and see things objectively.
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2003 4 December :: 12.41 am
:: Mood: tired
:: Music: Band stuff.... argh...
Three faces are staring at me...
I got kicked in gym today... and we were playing basketball... I still don't understand how it could happen, especially since I've got a good sized lump on my leg now...
Ok, so I started writing a poem today, and it might actually turn out quite well... I just need to finish it. :P
I'm really worried because I still haven't made up my Bio test, which I was supposed to take a week ago... oh, I figure I'll get it done sometime...
Wow! Mr. Kellogg is wanting me to play the solo in our Christmas piece... strange... yay, though...
bleh... I really need sleep right now, but I've got to finish English and health work still... :( no fun, no fun...
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2003 3 December :: 6.31 am
:: Mood: very tired...
I'd like most of the stuff in that last entry to keep on the low for a while.... just had to tell someone....
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2003 2 December :: 9.49 pm
:: Mood: tired
honest yes or no?
Wow.... I've just been through much of EmotionDump's archives... I hate looking at other people's emotions and not being able to say anything to them... Andy, you are a torment...
anyways
Stuff seems to be slowing down, and I don't know why, because I have had the hugest amount of crap to do over the past week... Honestly... I'm waiting for both my grandmothers to die right now... not a fun thing to ponder on, but I'm tired of hearing their complaints about all their pain, and they say they've lived all they need to live, so why isn't it over for them? ... not even fun to think. It probably shouldn't matter to me much now... as I can't even decide if there's a God out there to take care of us...
FUCK, I hate... I don't even know anymore... I just know that I'm not being honest to anyone anymore... I'm tired of all my secrets, but it's not like I can just out with them, not like I can just say, hey, I'm Nick, and I've got all these FUCKING PROBLEMS attacking my head right now. Because that's the start of the problem. What's harder to think is that we all are like this... would be better to just drop the load and say, "these are my problems, love me." ... but no, we have to worry that we're too sinful to get into some Heaven that no longer sounds ideal anyways...
I don't even feel good saying that... How do I know what's happening with the God or Gods or Spirit or Nature or Fate of us... And why is it that so many other people *always* know what their God is doing for them. Just smile at the world and watch it pass... everything will be alright if you don't take any offense... Well, then... how is my voice supposed to be heard. It's a fucking exercise in the art of contradiction. There is no path anymore, because to be on one path means doing something in the other, so why don't I just stand here in the meadow and watch the rest of you make the mistakes I couldn't because I have no faith to guide me, to let me stumble and live after flying through the chasm... I don't want to commit suicide... I'd like to find out some answers to the why's in life first. When I know what I need to know... I'll leave. Maybe that's why the grandmas are still here.... But what's left for them to know? Why can't I find it out with them? ... Why is there conciousness, when all we are is a bundle of individual cells... There's got to be some guiding thing with purpose for us all... but what, and why the torment?
Here's a start. I've developed extreme anxiety problems ever since my argument with Schylar last year. My eyes changed green last year, around the same time I started calling myself insane. I can't stand being in crowds of unknown people anymore, because I don't want to be in their way, and I don't want to hurt them. I argue with my parents because I want them to see me as who I am and not what they want to see. I'm looking for the book that will give me the answers... I thought I found it a few times... but maybe it's the collection that matters...
Last thing for tonight:
I've had bisexual tendancies for the majority of my life. I never get close to anyone, because I'm afraid it's the wrong someone... I can't say what love is, and it's a pain and great torment. That's it... that's all I can say today.
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2003 6 November :: 10.07 pm
:: Mood: tired/sore
:: Music: my mind is making its own...
Posting on stuff...
Ok... first off, fruit sales suck...
next, half days are pointless.
also, don't ever wish you could get surgery... eh heh...
Ok.. onto the stuff that *matters*...
I've had this question that's been bothering me for a few weeks:
If you were in a cylindrical room, and the whole wall was a mirror (so the room is essentially a curved mirror...) what would your reflexion look like??
Let's see.... what's been in the dreams lately... Kyle has been showing up in my dreams... strange. He basically acts like he does at school. He's there, but has nothing to say... I guess nothing's really been standing out in mine...
My mom had an interesting dream: She said we were all at the house when she saw Michelle standing out by my sister's car. The horn went off, but Michelle was standing on the passenger side... then my mom called me to tell me Michelle was here, but when I looked, she was gone.
Oh, and my next little **Nick's words of wisdom** installment:
Is the fire truly your poison? Or do you revel in the blunders of the earth?
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2003 31 October :: 8.20 pm
:: Mood: sore...
:: Music: TV...
Damn...
KIRSTIN STILL WON'T REPLY... GRRR
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