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2004 18 April :: 4.02pm
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I found you while trapped in silence
In a world so weathered in violence
And meeting you here was nothing more clever
Than a chance to pick myself off the floor forever
Icy wind whips through my dark black veins
Snow pours down as the passion still reigns
And meeting you here was nothing more clever
Than a chance to walk out this door forever
I can remember past lives so vividly inside
While volatile thoughts play within my mind
And meeting you here was nothing more clever,
Than a chance to leave these thoughts forever
I’ve lived through ice and fire constantly
And those of you, are the only thoughts left in me
And meeting you here was nothing more clever
Than a chance for me to stay forever
the end is here
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Rina
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2004 18 April :: 11.58am
:: Mood: sick :/
:: Music: the postal service
lets stay forever in a star-wrapped imagination
and im looking through the glass where the
light bends at the cracks and i'm screaming
at the top of my lungs pretending the echoes
belong to someone i used to know
and we become silhouettes when our bodies
finally go
4 day[s] remain |
the end is here
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cowboy67
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2004 17 April :: 12.08pm
keep nicole's uncle marty in your hearts and prayers today.
the end is here
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Rina
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2004 13 April :: 8.58pm
:: Mood: bored
:: Music: in the shadows - the rasmus
cobwebs of silence echo through my ears
so here is my easter, and the joys of easter-ness. feel the burn, santa.
i got a gift certificate for a cd and chocolate. i also now share the brother bear dvd with my sister and brother.
went over to aunt sue's house. sue is cool. we talked. i ate food, and my grandmother gave me one of those big bags of m&m's. yum. it couldve gone better, i know. but hey. at least my cousin wasnt stoned.
as most of southwest florida knows: angry rain sucks.
i had no power this morning. well, i did. but you see, it flickered on and off like a hyperactive six-year-old with a lightswitch obsession. and you know that can never end well. so my power went completely out and had to do almost everything in candle light. oh. joy.
my computer is fried. im updating on my mom's. but, im pretty sure i cant fill you in on much more because she is having a fit that i take too long online.
anyways, here is a poem i wrote. feel free to point your fingers and laugh.
"Alone with myself"
Soft jasmine fills the night air
the ivory scent a sweet pleasure
as i walk into the drizzling horizon
the tiptoes of cold dancing on my face
alone with the stars as they wink and fade;
alone with myself
Dew-covered grasses cold from the night
the feel of emerald between my toes
i make my way through deepening rain
the embrace of chill skies a rose in my cheeks
alone with flowers soaking in life;
alone with myself
Small whispers and secrets seep into thoughts
a smooth flow of music given by clouds
stepping in the symphony of ebony and pearl
the caress of sounds soothing rogue dreams
alone with the wishes of thunder and fog;
alone with myself.
9 day[s] remain |
the end is here
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cowboy67
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2004 13 April :: 8.45pm
you don't have enough time to search for something you'll never find
this is something i'd normally scribble down on a scrap of paper and lose somewhere in the abyss of paper ideas that cover my desk:
you know how there's that cheesy saying, "the best things in life are free"? well, i don't agree with it.
the only things that matter in life are free. anything that has to be compared to and valued by a price tag is completely worthless.
the end is here
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alastar
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2004 11 April :: 1.49am
:: Mood: sore
:: Music: Sevendust
Animosity
All the anger inside of me
Breeds with your animosity
And this is the only time I can feel,
When all the hate in me is revealed-
And it grows within my heart
Spreading fire through my veins
I can’t even tell it apart,
From the love which it distains
And the fire feeds the rage,
Teasing the monster within the cage
Don’t burn me, I’ll get you back
Don’t burn me, I’ll get you back
This feeling,
Was never meant for healing
You’ll make sure of that,
With the pain you’re revealing
I can’t even tell it apart, from
My heart that’s grown so lonesome
So cold and afraid
Fear leads to madness
And madness to hate-
And it grows within my heart
Spreading fire through my veins
I can’t even tell it apart,
From the love which it distains
And the fire feeds the rage,
Teasing the monster within the cage
That’s about to break loose
That’s about to chase you
So don’t burn me, I’ll always attack
Don’t burn me, I’ll get you back
the end is here
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Rina
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2004 11 April :: 12.08am
:: Mood: lonely
:: Music: spitting games - snow patrol
run through the constellations in a breeze of loneliness
i thought i should update. so here am i, look at me update.
happy easter, everyone :)
i went to old navy with sydney yesterday. we got the most awesome bags. they say 'rock & london roll.' how sweet is that??
erg. i dont want to be here. i hate doing nothing. and then knowing that i should be doing something.
one of these days, i will write a long entry. it will have poems and stories and jokes and you will enjoy it very much. i kid you not.
5 day[s] remain |
the end is here
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Rina
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2004 8 April :: 11.15pm
:: Mood: geeky
:: Music: this is who you are - beautiful mistake
when you wake in a world of darkness and mystery, remember me along the way
oh man. hey you know that math test that i christmas-tree'd? 55% BABY! all guess, and i almost passed. how much does that fucking rock!
ana, you are too cool.
me and sydney are british geeks!! dont hate. we are going to be the coolest children in london!
my dad's friend tim came down from pennsylvania. he brought his wife and two daughters. (alliy and beverly). we went to the bistro 41. then we went to brookstones. then we went to black hawk cafe and i got a mocha. mmmm boy. i didnt talk that much. it was kinda boring, really. alliy is sixteen and beverly is in college i think.
i think im still a bit wired from that coffee.
8 day[s] remain |
the end is here
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alastar
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2004 8 April :: 7.43pm
:: Mood: stressed
:: Music: BrandNew.YourFavoriteWeapon
You make love feel like war
I'm fighting just to hold you
I've never felt this way before
And I'll do whatever I'm told to
this is the only thing i've ever fought in
and this is the one thing i want to win
all alone i watched the sun set, tonight
hoping you'd possibly forget, you're right
the end is here
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Rina
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2004 5 April :: 7.50pm
:: Mood: sigh..
watch me fall into stories and pages with a flourish
hm.
i am a geek.
[GEEKER JOY! haha andrea]
moving on. biology is haunting me now. i need to start cracking on that studying.
here is something to do. when you go to a movie premeire, dress up as a frankfurter and look around terribly confused.
6 day[s] remain |
the end is here
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Rina
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2004 3 April :: 6.38pm
:: Mood: blank
:: Music: sic transit gloria - brand new
softly spoken words ring in my ears
yesterday was dumb.
i had a math test. i completly forgot about it. i christmas-tree'd it all the way. i am so failing that one.
people are already studying for the ap bio exam. i guess i should get cracking too. i'll need serious study time.
i have to read romeo and juliet this weekend. and study for a test in english about different poetry stylings, and the first act. joy.
tonight is prom. my sister is going with her friends. julie is sleeping over.
i hate the fucking kids on my street. they were beating up my brother. they were kicking and punching him while he was on the ground. i will kick every one of their asses and bash their heads together. they need to be severely punished. by me, if no one else will. now, my brother is on his way to the fucking doctor because my parents think his shoulder might have been dislocated. if those kids see me, they better run their fucking legs off.
excuse the amount of profane language.
now, off to do more homework, because teachers seem to think that we enjoy it on the weekends. oh wow. watch me rip my fucking hair out and strangle them.
3 day[s] remain |
the end is here
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cowboy67
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2004 1 April :: 2.21pm
the world's getting better.
april fool's.
3 day[s] remain |
the end is here
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Rina
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2004 31 March :: 3.24pm
:: Mood: my head will implode soon..
:: Music: Miserable
i get lost in the voices of yesterday as they clamor in shrieks and whispers inside my head
we got a white volvo S60 yesterday. its a stick shift. i will have so much fun learning on that sucker.
hmm. i think my head is going to explode. well, i dont know for certain, but it sure does feel that way. its ok though. i'll get over it.
today at school. in a word: headache. all day man. my voice sounds funny. anyways, much homework, so thanks to all my teachers. oh! report cards came in the mail. take a gander:
ceramics/pottery - smith : A-
draw I/draw II - roeder : B+
english hon I - greene : A-
algebra II hon - bode : B
band - daniels & bennett : A+
ap biology - freis : A- BOO-YA!
business systems & tech - lefort : A+
oh yes.
um. here is something to laugh at. i was hurting myself all day. i have a bruise on my arm from a white board. i tripped over a chair. i am a pirate. stubs is a swashbuckler. and a deck-swabber. HA. that is way cool.
i like the song im listening to.
"stuck to a chair, watchin this story about me
everything goes by so fast, makin my head spin
used up all of my friends, who needs them
when you mean everything?"
4 day[s] remain |
the end is here
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cowboy67
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2004 30 March :: 11.19pm
j'ai faim comme le loup
whispers and hugs
butterflies and winks
words rise and bodies sink
"we will be
today, tomorrow and
forever, you'll see."
grins and crooked shins
lash bats and nervous coughs
lips lock and bodies mock
"i'm in you
and you're in me and
together we'll be free."
lies and smudged eyes
severed veins and rotten moss
backs turn and bodies frost
"i meant to
and i thought we
and
it couldn't be."
the end is here
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Rina
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2004 30 March :: 10.43am
:: Mood: icky
:: Music: anthem part two - blink 182
lost in a woven idea's thinning rivulets
well, as you can see, i have changed my journal layout yet again.
here is my story for today:
went to school for 2 periods, and then got called down to the attendance office so my mom can take me to my doctor's appointment.
i have an upper respiratorial viral infection. and kinda congested too. i get to take some tylenol and then it will make me all better.
we went to the bagel factory afterwards and i got a chocolate chip bagel.
now i am home for the rest of the day.
ha.
6 day[s] remain |
the end is here
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cowboy67
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2004 29 March :: 3.59pm
ask yourself this question
knowing what i know, and knowing i know so little of what could be known, why do i do the things i do?
the end is here
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Rina
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2004 29 March :: 2.23pm
:: Mood: sick
:: Music: Thursday
sinking slowly into the midnight sky
i felt yucky and sick today.
no school for me.
the end is here
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Rina
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2004 28 March :: 11.36am
:: Mood: rah
:: Music: dangerous - ghost of the robot
fall away in velvet whipers
here we go:
the assembly wasnt about sex. to be honest, i dont know what the hell it was about. the only thing i learned is to not sell strawberries for a living.
i had to babysit connor on friday. woo got thirty bucks.
saturday rolled around. this is the day i get to help out at the center, because there are students trying out for visual arts. oooh man. it was so much fun. hey, did you know that school coffee sucks? i mean, its drinkable, but.. i wouldnt suggest it.
I AM A PIRATE!!!
hahahahahaha lmao good times. dude. me and carolyn saw mark barron. what a little monkey. he is skipping 9th grade. come and help me strangle him.
and holy crap. the senior show is freaking awesome! you should run, jump, and skip yourselves over there.
i went to barnes and noble with chelsea and sydney. i had my frappuchino (yum), sydney had hers, and chelsea got the iced caramel macchiatto. ooo i wouldve gotten that.
bought some books, and then went over to syd's house. ahhhh, sydney's computer is slow, but we waited. all for the sake of james.
if you are not already reading it, then go and buy the da vinci code. it is the best book i have read.
2 day[s] remain |
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