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2004 11 January :: 7.34am
Well, iot's 7:33 in the morning and I have nothing to do. I don't want to go back to school tomorrow. This weekend has gone by too fast. I think I have semi-decided on a haircut. I think I MIGHT get bangs, no heavy ones or anything, and then get some of the sides of my hair cut to about my jawline, and then get the rest cut to about an inch or two below my shoulders. I hope it will look good with bangs. If it doesn't then I'm fucked. It takes a long time to grow bangs out.
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2004 10 January :: 4.03pm
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I am god as far as many people are concerned. I am someone who always has something to say but goes about it the right way so that they actually are listened to. I will more than likely have many projects on the go at once, but I can handle it. I'm someone who handles stress very well and knows exactly what they are doing at all times. I am a very influential person to those around me, they all pick up my phrases and mannerisms but I don't mind, I know that what I do is original. I am a great leader, too!
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2004 10 January :: 3.59pm
Arrgg I wanna get my hair cut in a STYLE. Like, no bangs, but I want my bangs to be shorter than my hair in the back. *sigh* I have no idea what I want, really. I have a picture of what I want, somewhat, but I'm too lazy to upload it and put it on here and all that jazz. I have to go to my dad's again.
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2004 9 January :: 6.46pm
wooow long time no updatee soo... lets c wuts neww? oohh im on my new scn... BlindedByTears2x for thosee who dunno yett... anywayssz... aah timm actually cares about me... i was doubting that he even liked me as a friend anymoree he really let me know he cares it made me happiee... anyway... yeaa ****** is greatt lol i keep forgetting his name aint mentionedd in hereee hahaha mwaa idk y i did that lol... wowww me n stephh r gunna get high on her bdayy... 9 girls and paul stayin ovaa lmaooo<3... well timm thinks somethings seriously wrong with me... like emotionally... cuz my new scn is scaring him n he says ive been unusually quiet lately... eh more later gg!
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2004 9 January :: 3.36pm
:: Mood: blah
Today was okay. Same as any other day. Today is kinda "blah". Not much to say.
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2004 8 January :: 4.23pm
"I'm Eighteen"- Alice Cooper
Lines form on my face and hands lines form from the ups and downs
I'm in the middle without any plans I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I don't know what I want eighteen I just don't know what I want
Eighteen I gotta get away I gotta get out of this place I'll go runnin' in outer space oh yeah
I got a baby's brain and an old man's heart took eighteen years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talkin' about feels like I'm livin' in the middle of doubt
'cause I'm eighteen I get confused every day eighteen I just don't know what to say eighteen I gotta get away
Whoa lines form on my face and my hands lines form on the left and right
I'm in the middle the middle of life I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I like it yes I like it oh I like it love it like it love it
Eighteen eighteen eighteen eighteen and I like it
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2004 8 January :: 3.52pm
You're a natural born trouble-maker. You hate
authority and do everything you can to get
around the law, or in some cases, break it.
Naturally stubborn, you hardly ever sway once a
decision is made. Your nature is fiery and
courageous, and always out-going. You love
attention and usually have kinky fetishes
you're not afraid to explore. People either
love you or hate you.
What Type of Soul Do You Have ?
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2004 8 January :: 3.44pm
:: Mood: hopeful
Well, today was pretty good. I just made a semi-deal with my mother that if I got straight A's on my next report card, that I could get my lip pierced. WOOT. She said, "we'll see", but that usually means yes unless she finds out that it's life-threatening or something. I am either going to get my lip pierced or my eyebrow. She said that I'd look cute with a little stud in my nose....but no thanks. Nose piercings are sopposed to hurt like hell. Not that any piercing is going to feel good, but my friend got her lip and nose pierced and said the nose hurt worse. Plus I think the lip looks better. Well, my dad's wasn't so bad yesterday. He bought me an Alice Cooper CD. I am going over there again today as well. I think we're going to the store and then out to eat or something. Fun stuff.
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2004 7 January :: 3.54pm
:: Mood: blah
:: Music: Murderdolls of course
Well, I'm having a better day. I'm sorry to say that some people aren't though. :( I have to go to my dad's today. Then to eat at my grandma's. School was okay, I guess. There's not too much to write about now. Life is boring.......not depressing, not happy....just neutral. I think that's worse than either extremes. Arg...
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2004 7 January :: 7.03am
I had this paper thingy I needed for today in my pants pocket, and I thought I took it out last night....but I don't know where the fuck it is. So I'm like, "Okay, maybe I DIDN'T take it out, and it's still in my pants." So I go to the hamper, and it's empty. My mom had washed clothes. So I go in my mom's room, and ask her if she's washed my pants. She said yes, and that she thinks she took everything out of the pockets, but she's not sure, and whatever was in them was on the dryer downstairs. So I venture into my deep, dark basement, fumble about for lights, search on top of my dryer. No paper. So I check in my already-washed pants just in case. No paper. So I got back upstairs, search my computer desk...search my room again...search the bathroom....WHERE IS MY FUCKING PAPER. It's always the times that I lose my homework papers that my teacher gives a detention to whoever doesn't have theirs. Joy. If I get another detention I am going to be in so much shit. I BETTER find that fucking paper. Or at least go home sick or something. GRRRR.....
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2004 6 January :: 6.47pm
:: Mood: depressed
Zero - Smashing Pumpkins
My reflection, dirty mirror
There's no connection to myself
I'm your lover, I'm your zero
I'm in the face of your dreams of glass
So save your prayers
For when we're really gonna need'em
Throw out your cares and fly
Wanna go for a ride?
She's the one for me
She's all I really need
Cause she's the one for me
Emptiness is loneliness, and loneliness is cleanliness
And cleanliness is godliness, and god is empty just like me
Intoxicated with the madness, I'm in love with my sadness
Bullshit fakers, enchanted kingdoms
The fasion victims chew their charcoal teeth
I never let on, that I was on a sinking ship
I never let on that I was down
You blame yourself, for what you can't ignore
You blame yourself for wanting more
She's the one for me
She's all I really need
She's the one for me
She's my one and only
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2004 6 January :: 6.44pm
:: Mood: depressed
Miss World - Hole
I am the girl you know, can't look you in the eye. I am the girl you know, so sick I cannot try. I am the one you want, can't look you in the eye. I am the girl you know, I lie and lie and lie. I'm Miss World, somebody kill me. Kill me pills. No-one cares my friends. My friend. I'm Miss World, watch me break and watch me burn. No-one is listening, my friend. I've made my bed I'll lie in it. I've made my bed I'll die in it. I've made my bed I'll lie in it. I've made my bed I'll die in it. Kill girls watch when I eat ether. Suck me under. Maybe forever, my friend. Now I've made my bed I'll lie in it. I've made my bed I'll die in it. I've made my bed I'll cry in it. I've made my bed I'll lie in it my friend. I am the girl you know, can't look you in the eye......
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2004 6 January :: 5.24pm
I have been having this terrible deja vu all day...like I was reliving my childhood or something. I dont know....when it gets a certain kind of weather outside..kind of gloomy, still light, but no sun...I get this terrible deja vu like I am still young and sitting in my room listening to all this music and stuff and it's nuts. I'm not making any sense. It's a really strange feeling. I just feel so...so dead today...like I'm living in some sort of a hallucination or something. I don't know....I've been having some strange feelings today.
I wish I wasn't so jealous and in need of attention so much. Sometimes I wish that everyone would just leave me alone....and now I am in need of such constant attention. Oh well. I guess this is "growing up". Or at least that's what my mom tells me when I try to tell her these things.
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2004 6 January :: 4.28pm
For further notice: This is not meant to offend any of you real goths out there, or anyone else matter. I created this because I was extremely bored,with all the "goth" stereotypes in mind. Enjoy.
-=A Day In The Life of......*drama builds up*...a GoFFiK!!111=-
-7:00 AM- Wake up. Hit alarm clock. Even though it goes off, she hits it again for extra effect...because...you know....that's kinda angry....and she's...GoFFiK!
-7:01 AM- Reaches automatically for black eyeliner. Rims around eyes thickly.
-7:02 AM- Scratch butt. Continue with life.
-7:04 AM- Brush teeth. *hides Barbie toothbrush behind back* Oh look....Sharpie. *quickly colors toothbrush black*
-7:07 AM- Gets dressed. *tosses PuNk RaWk PrinCesS shirt under the mattress* Nah, maybe I'll be a puNk next year. Gets vinyl, chains, and other ripped/studded accessories and assemble them on body. Look in mirror. Yes, more eyeliner.
-7:10 AM- Goes down to greet mother. *sigh* She is ruining my life. It's just not fair. *mentally slams door* Gives mother the attitude, she gives me my books. I grab another tube of eyeliner. Rim once again.
-7:12 AM- Get on the bus. Pretend to act angsty and depressed on the way. Get chain caught in bus doors. *sigh* No one understands. *turns up Papa Roach on CD player* I shall sing my pain with Coby. *eyeliner*
-7:30 AM- Arrive at school. Get off bus. Learn that raccoons like to mate at this season and run quickly. Chains get caught in school doors. *sigh* Everyone is ruining my life.
-7:45 AM- Go to first class. Draw "scary" drawings which is nothing more than Mickey Mouse with fangs. Roll up sleeves so everyone can see my slit wrists. Aren't they so GoFFiK??
-8:15 AM- Pass out from malnourishment. (Why are all GoFFiKs waifs, anyway?)
-9:00 AM- Wake up in nurse's office. Find mirror. Applys more eveliner now that the evil horny raccoons are gone.
-2:00 PM- Gym. Sits on the sideliner. Real GoFFs don't do gym anyways. Slits wrists instead. *turns up Coby*
-3:00 PM- Goes home. Mother asks how school was. I scream, "I HATE YOU!" and slam the door. Open the door again and slam once more for extra effect. Repeat as necessary. *slits wrists* *applys more eyeliner*
-6:00 PM- *sneaks out window* Finding she have no friends to meet, she sit in a bush. In the dark. In the GoFFiKness. *sighs, while searches for razorblade* This would be the perfect time to slit wrists.
-6:15 PM- Climbs back up window.
-7:00 PM- Sees a raccoon. Panics. False call, it was only the mirror.
-7:15 PM- Takes bath. Puts red food coloring in the bathwater. Takes pictures of her in it while applying eyeliner for her GoFFiK homepage. *turns up Coby for inspiration*
-8:00 PM- Writes in her :slit wrist: log. We did it three times today. *sighs* She's lacking.
-8:30 PM- Goes to bathroom. Tries to hide "The Life of Britney Spears" magazine under an Anne Rice book. Fails. *sighs* Might as well slit wrists.
-9:00 PM- Goes to sleep, after praying to Satan.................*hugs teddy bear* *sigh* She is so GoFFiK.
God, that fucking sucked. *slits wrists* Remind me never to write stories anymore.
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