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| 01:19am 02/02/2005 |
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im staying up for this.. |
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| my favourite song. woot. |
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| 10:53pm 12/12/2004 |
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You are "Oh You are The Roots That Sleep
Beneath My Feet and Hold the Earth in
Place". Alright, Alright, we know, you're
in love. How grand. Your special someone, or
the you wish was your special someone is pretty
much your world. This person is your strength
and you find nothing else in the world to be
relevant right now. It must be cool to be in
love.
Which BRIGHT EYES song are you?
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| 10:54pm 02/11/2004 |
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hahahaha
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| Welcome. |
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| 08:07pm 18/10/2004 |
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Friends only, bitches! |
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| You are the backbone. You keep me balanced and settled. |
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| 08:26pm 12/10/2004 |
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mood:  thankful
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Well, everything's coming around again. Today was better, but a few parts....NO GOOD! (ill describe later). So I woke up today, and the first word in my head was...'PROGRESS'.....followed by 'REPORT'. Yeah. So science came, and i caught my reflection...and decided I needed a haircut. So I told people I was going to, cause then I'd have to...so I couldn't back away:p. I'm not doing great in science. Then History. I'm doing alright in History...so it's nothing to worry about. math. math math math math. I hate math. Geetar, i like...cause I'm getting 95. My parents were pissed. But I got some cool new pants, so woot. Yeah. Progress reports sucked. But jeremy came over. I cut my hair. I like it a lot. It's quite a bit shorter...but like
i cut one side a bit shorter. It's hawt. B). Yeah. Jeremy and I recorded...and 'twas fun. Yeah. Thats about all. Oh. and to every single one of my friends. I love you. Thank you all for everything. |
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| 10:48pm 11/10/2004 |
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somebody please help me. |
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| The world's almost over, but you make it seem better. |
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| 10:01pm 11/10/2004 |
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Well. 3 days with this shitty song stuck in my head. Fuck. And I learned it too. So now I can grace myself with its presence in guitar class too. I had a great weekend...but now I'm in a real shitty mood. I hate the sound of a guitar. I want to stop playing. But then I'd be failing guitar. And that just cant happen. I need marks. My parents are pissed. They think I'm a dumbass. Well, shit. I am. I think that's why I'm in this mood. Progress reports tomorrow. I'm fucked. fucked. fucked. Shit. I'm so full...like wo. Today was a great day...but tomorrow won't be. I hate me. I hate how I can't do anything right. Nothing. I'm just like...everyone's little fuckin burden. Right Cara? Right mom? I hate just...how I am. Walking around school pretending to be 'artsy' or whatever...carrying a sketchbook. Give it up. Why'd I keep my job? To keep my parents happy? Why do I have to do good in school? So my report card can be a fucking trophy to show the neighbours? Agh.
Everything my life is going to shit but you. I love you. There. I changed the song. |
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| You're the star at the top of the tree. |
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| 09:12pm 10/10/2004 |
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mood: FESTIVE! music: Splitting up Christmas - Kevin Devine
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I could swear to god, today was Christmas. First, I had splitting up christmas stuck in my head. Then...the outfit thing i had on. My new cool sweater..beige and all knitted. It was crazy...Then we went to the Morris'...where we ate a very christmas-y dinner. Today just...feels like christmas. Well...how christmas SHOULD feel. The kind of christmas you see on tv. where everyone is wearing their new clothes. Yeah. In other news, I'm totally diggin the whole long weekend dealie. VERY cool. I want to draw. Thanksgiving dinner #3 coming up. Woow. :) |
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| Salvation it came, quite suddenly. |
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| 10:48pm 08/10/2004 |
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Wowwww. Today was SO much better than I expected it to be. Times 10. Okay. So, I go to school, and it's the usual...and I was all bored and in an 'okay' mood. Then lunch. We're in the foodcourt, and holy smokes!! Nikki came! It was so so so cool. She walked us back to school, and it was just the coolest. Wow. And then 2 more classes, and then we saw Nikki sticking her head out of the window of her car going MIIIKEEEE! And we thought they were just driving away...but they were just parking, and then she came over! And I thought today was just gonna be...'sleep, school, work, sleep'. Wow. So then, I go to work, and Cara was in a good mood, and that was nice:). So. She proposes me an idea. She says she'd love if i stayed on sales, and do like, a once a week jobbie, and I can have like, a set date, like.....sundays or saturdays or something. Now I wont have to alter my spending habits:) woot. Today was really good. I finished my song. I'm happy with it. It's corny and dumb, but I still like it. It's the first thing I've been able to write in months.
I'm contemplating posting the lyrics. I dunno though. They're silly.
No post-y for me. |
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| 05:18pm 05/10/2004 |
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mood:  frustrated music: The Lovecats - The Cure
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Well well....if it isn't Mr. Entry Box.
Hey. Last coulple days...Yesterday was really really good. We bought snowboard stufffffff to the max. Yeah. We watched invader zim tooo. season two, bitches. It was great. Today, not so much. I hate everything about this fucking school. Tests. I hate tests. every one. I get SOOO worked up over them...and then they're easy as hell and I worry so much for nothing. Argh. |
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| 03:45pm 04/10/2004 |
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Last few days went by quickly.
Well...I quit my job. Cara is such a bitch bitch bitch. The Junction show was amazing. really amazing. That's it. |
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| I'll walk away. |
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| 10:26pm 30/09/2004 |
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Eeyyy. Yeah.
I'm le quitting soon. I'm allowed, cause my dad heard what they said to me over the phone and was all...'thats total shit'...so yeah. I quit. |
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| 10:11pm 29/09/2004 |
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Yeah. I've had enough of taking your shit just because I'm the youngest. I didn't even do anything. Go tell Derek what you told me. Oh, that's right..you can't. Too scared. Too fucking scared, so you bring it to the youngest kid. "I'm not happy with this initiative you've put in. You never asked Derek to teach you to sharpen skates, you waited for him to do it. I can't have that." Well fuck. I DID ask him..and he said another time. So go take some of the shit you've been feeding me, and stick it in your lesbian ass.
Bitch! |
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| Re: Happiness. |
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| 10:17pm 27/09/2004 |
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It's days like these that get you through the week. I don't care if it's monday...I'm happy for the rest of the week. There was nothing wrong with today. It's just...the kind of day that makes every other day worth putting up with. *shrug*. |
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| Missing you to death. |
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| 12:11am 25/09/2004 |
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mood:  sleepy music: Such Great Heights - Iron and Wine
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Hey. New layoutish. It's more...RosesDead-y. Yeah. I am very happy except for the work/hockey variables. Yeah. Work sucks. Hockey sucks too. I dont see the point of practicing at 8 in the morning...blah. besides that though....:)
Yeah. This weekend will be bland.but monday wont. Give me feedback on the journizzle! |
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| 03:33pm 23/09/2004 |
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mood: stressed music: Floater - ETID
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Hey everyone. I am eating a bagel that I made myself. And it's edible :0! Mike?! Makes food?! AGH! SO. Last couple days. hmmph.
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tuesday was pertty awesome, cause I met up with Nikki at school and it was rather awesome. Then we went home and watched un movie and parked it. TOo many mosquitos though.
Yesterday was...a day. Lots of work. Gah. I hate it.
Today will be the same. School. Work. That's it. I have no free time. I need to find a way to get free. Yup.
School sucks majorly. I dunno. Everyone is too smart/cool. |
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| 10:10pm 20/09/2004 |
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mood:  pissed off music: none.
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That game was the perfect example of why I want to quit this fucking game. Just. My dad. What if I can't 'suck it up'?! Maybe I actually AM having trouble breathing and keeping myself from puking. I don't care if patrick's arm hurts. I'm your son. I know that's selfish. but you didn't even look at me. Today just didn't get off to a good start. Tomorrow will be much better though:). I failed something in science. GOod job. I haven't had one night to do my homework completely. I need to drop SOMETHING. |
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| 11:13pm 19/09/2004 |
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mood:  exhausted music: Sigur Ros. Thanks Chris!
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My post just got deleted. I dont wanna do it again.
All I ever look forward to is you. I guess I have nothing else TO look forward to. But I do. I just like to complain. I'm not anywhere near sad/upset. Just ranty. You. You are perfect. Don't forget. <333 |
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| Hello Dearest Love. |
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| 11:13am 19/09/2004 |
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mood: refreshed music: Hello Dearest Love - The Appleseed Cast
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Eyyy. I wanna re-do my journal....again (hehe) but I'm gonna leave this one as-is for a bit, cause it's so sexxxxy. Wednesday = we won our game, and i scored. Thursday, we lost. saturday morning we won (i scored:)). Saturday night we won. Now it's today. If we lose, i see nikki longer. I'm not gonna like....try to lose. But I want to. Work's cool. But Cara wants me to still work like....20-25 hours a week all the time. TOO MUCH. Everyone, go to www.theappleseedcast.com and go to the jukebox and listen. I'm likin them. Hehe. THat's it. Game time. |
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