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[19 Feb 2006|09:51pm] |
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"Each Coming Night" - Iron & Wine. |
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I'm done with this journal.
Add my new one;
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) can_barely_talk
It will be Friends Only, and it will therefore be more personal.
Don't be offended if you don't get added back.
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| You could follow logic. |
[18 Feb 2006|09:36am] |
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"Agenda Suicide" - The Faint. |
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I'm so fucking hungry.
In a little while, I'm going out to breakfast with Phil and my parents.
Tonight, Sam and I are supposed to meet Marc at the gallery, and then we're going to see a movie at the Ritz Theatre.
Tomorrow will be lunch & CD shopping & possible movie night with some Smirnoff.
I love long weekends.
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| This could be an opportunity. |
[13 Feb 2006|01:42am] |
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"Tulips" - Bloc Party. |
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'Sup, random snow storm?
My neighborhood looks gorgeous right now.
No school, tomorrow.
Instead, I will [hopefully] go sledding with Sam.
I want this week to fly by.
How am I supposed to sleep after you keep me up smiling like crazy?
You amaze me.
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[08 Feb 2006|01:30pm] |
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School.
Play practice.
Work.
djfdlgjfdlgjdfurt.
I'd much rather go home and lay in bed with you.
You're beautiful.
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| Save me from the wasted. |
[05 Feb 2006|10:39pm] |
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"Tales of a Scorched Earth" - Smashing Pumpkins. |
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Free drinks.
Free cigarettes.
Free shows.
Free paint.
Free train rides.
Free everything.
Old friends.
Old music.
Old jokes, brought back.
Old habits.
Old sleeping patterns.
New friends.
New potential.
New crush.
New mix CDs.
New month.
What a nice weekend, indeed.
Oh, and Happy Birthday, Marc!
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| It's no use pretending |
[02 Feb 2006|11:03pm] |
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"Naked As We Came" - Iron & Wine. |
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I forgot all about that face that I used to make.
It better be worth it.
I bet it is.
This makes me feel infinite.
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| Sit beside my window and listen to the sirens. |
[25 Jan 2006|10:44pm] |
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"Amphetamine" - Everclear. |
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How's it going?
Fishy The Hook: hows it going
BasKetCase10402: really well. i'm having the best week. i drank last weekend. i met a really smart boy that smokes the same cigarettes that i do. i got a part in the school play and have started working out at least twice a week. i've been saving my money and find myself having more than most of my friends. university of the arts called me; my design teacher and my art teacher recommended me. they're impressed with my work and my SATs and are very interested in me attending in the fall. oh, and after almost 7 years of smoking, i'm finally allowed to smoke in my room.
BasKetCase10402: how're things with you?
Fishy The Hook: heh
Fishy The Hook: nothing remotely close to what you said
BasKetCase10402: hahaha.
I like my life a lot these days.
I really really really want it to last.
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| Easier. |
[24 Jan 2006|01:07pm] |
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I think I'm going to chop off most of my hair.
I'm tired of managing it.
Besides, I need a change.
It's better to keep things simple yet interesting.
Well, at least for now.
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| Our hearts get torn up. |
[23 Jan 2006|09:36pm] |
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"Wake Up" - Arcade Fire. |
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There are problem a thousand different ways that I could describe the past few days.
Re-cap:
Friday- Sam, Wayne, Marc, Dana, Tom. Raspberry Smirnoff. Whoville-opoly. Cheap Vodka. Dancing. Other stuff that just confused the hell out of me. Late night conversation with Marc and Sam. Creepy movies. Early morning thrift store trips on Saturday.
Saturday- Wisely, Bryan, Ash, Meg. Slight hangover. Record stores. Chinese buffets. Diner/coffee trips. Spice Girls in the car. Renting food. Remy Zero. MSI. Pop-Rocks for the dog. Broken glass. Creepy waitresses.
Sunday- Same crew as Saturday, plus Gus. Bennigan's dinner date. More fucking dancing. Panic. Cigarettes. Rob fixing things for me. Late night conversations, again. Procrastination. Bull-shit yet ingenious papers. 2am shower. Sleepppppp.
Monday- School. Fake Dodgeball during 2nd period. Sneaking out of the arsenal in Derrek's car. Duece with Charlotte and Sara. Play practice in the dance studio. Matt's tie and Rob's dance moves. Cute new moves for the play. Car ride home with Charlotte. Verbal slip with Marc. NapNapNap.
That's the most I've written in here in ages.
There's just so much going on in my head today.
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| Bright, just like the stars above me. |
[18 Jan 2006|10:24pm] |
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"Take Me Anywhere" - Tegan and Sara. |
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This week seems to be flying by.
Monday, I finally got to spend some of the money I accumulated over Christmas break. Lots of new clothes and new music. I'm more than content, considering all the bargains I found.
I'm looking forward to seeing Sam this weekend.
Tonight I got paid, so I have even more money that I can save up.
My journal has been terribly dull lately.
I think I'll either give it up or start a new one that is private or friends-only when I graduate in June.
This one will simply be my "high school journal" that I can look back on and laugh at.
We'll see what happens.
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| It's cold but not that deep. |
[15 Jan 2006|11:31pm] |
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"Your Legs Grow" - Nada Surf. |
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We need more nights like tonight.
We made a stop at a coffee house, and then went down to the river. We watched the moon and the stars. It was a beautiful night.
After we dropped Wisely off, we drove around aimlessly.
I love small talk in the car with Bryan, Meg, and Ash.
And now I want to go back to the river.
I'm in a good mood.
Tomorrow should be just as nice.
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| The bystanders claim they saw angels. |
[15 Jan 2006|01:38am] |
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"From a Balance Beam" - Bright Eyes. |
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Three-day weekend.
Tonight, all of us went out to dinner.
We easily spent 2 hours in the restaurant and spent about $100.
From now on, I think we'll stick to cheap diners.
I adore driving around the city watching the snow fall.
I also love watching good movies late at night with my friends.
Tomorrow, we might head downtown, depending on the weather.
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[10 Jan 2006|01:02pm] |
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Quick update from school.
Play practice this afternoon.
Diner date tonight.
Work, book store, and record store tomorrow.
Later this week, I'm hoping to spend some of my Christmas money. I haven't gotten to many stores lately.
Oh, and a possible "date" with Rob this weekend.
As long as we don't both forget.
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| That damage was done. |
[08 Jan 2006|08:40pm] |
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"Fair" - Remy Zero. |
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Last night was really nice.
Two people turned into a crowd pretty quickly.
I really need to get a lot done this week.
At least a lot that I'd like to get done.
I wish my senior year would go as quickly as everyone keeps saying it will. I have no idea why everyone's getting so sentimental. I can't wait to be in college next year.
I can't wait for this summer, but I'd settle for a few days to spend in bed with Bright Eyes, a good book, and no human contact.
Oh, by the way, I may not talk to some of you for a while.
Don't take it personally.
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| As we moved to gather in the dark. |
[02 Jan 2006|02:05am] |
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"Tiny Vessels" - Death Cab for Cutie. |
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Happy New Year, everyone!
Crysta's party was good fucking times.
+ Dancing, dancing, dancing.
+ Shots, wine, and beer.
+ Asian Matthew's car.
+ Sloppy drunk New Year's kisses.
+ Your face when you found out I was 4 years younger than you thought I was.
+ Gewbie.
+ AP Magazine synopsis.
+ Tons of pictures.
+ Great company.
+ Those Bedlight boys.
+ Trustkill creeps.
+ Great music.
+ "We really do sleep with musicians!"
+ 6am snack session on the bar.
+ Crysta hving Blue Bear's twin.
+ Brownie buddies.
I hope everyone had as much fun as I did.
OH! &
^ Cutest couple of 2006.
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| You're a failure played in stereo. |
[31 Dec 2005|01:47am] |
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"Straight to Video" - Mindless Self Indulgence. |
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This entire week has been amazing.
One night, a whole group of us met up at the diner.
I was happy to finally use my new camera.
Also, Charlotte and I had a movie night. We got ridiculously drunk, but stayed up until 3am having an amazing conversation aided by alcohol.
Last night was Sam's party. I had a great time and saw a lot of people I hadn't seen in ages. Wayne treated me and Amp to a Sunoco trip around 2am. Trish was drunk as shit, but she still insisted on playing DDR in James' bedroom.
Tonight, I went out to the suburbs with Koz to hang out with some friends whom I haven't seen in months.
Tomorrow night = NEW YEAR'S EVE!
Looking forward to it.
Not looking forward to school on Tuesday.
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| All the stupid things I'd said. |
[26 Dec 2005|11:12pm] |
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"Trouble" - Coldplay. |
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Tonight was the first time I've ever gotten drunk off of wine.
Pam, you are amazing.
It feels different than being drunk off of other things;
I feel very mellow.
Oh, and I never thought the nicest thing anyone has ever said about me would come from my dad.
I mean literally the nicest;
No one has ever made me feel that good.
Things have changed so much in the last year.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
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| I am flawed if I'm not free. |
[23 Dec 2005|05:06am] |
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"Does He Love You?" - Rilo Kiley. |
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I swear I had a lot to say when I started this entry.
I don't know where it all went.
It's been quite a while since I've written anything really personal in this journal, and I think we all know why.
Perhaps I'll just continue with sporadically writing about things that I've been doing and such.
I just realized what time it is. I can't believe it's already 5am.
I just got in from a great walk/late night photo shoot.
I'll upload the pictures tomorrow.
I'm hoping you surprise me this Christmas.
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| Your flattery is truly not becoming me. |
[21 Dec 2005|12:55pm] |
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"Waste of Paint" - Bright Eyes. |
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I'm almost done with school until after New Year's.
I'm beyond exhausted, and I really would rather gnaw my own arm off than go to work tonight.
There's a girl I see every day who swears I could be a model.
She also says I'm the most adorable thing, ever.
"Your eyes are poor,
You're blind. You see,
No beauty come have come from me."
Oh, and last night I proved that I've still got it.
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