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[16 Mar 2004|01:04am] |
I FINALLY GOT A NEW GOD DAMNED JOURNAL. THIS ONE IS FUCKING DEAD TO ME. ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) heres_my_fist. AND YEAH, IT'S FUCKING FRIENDS ONLY.
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[15 Mar 2004|06:33am] |
so i think i had a good time saturday night. i really don't remember. i did, however, wake up so hungover i couldn't move.
had coffee with joe this morning.
i really have nothing to talk about.
i'm just happy that everyone's back from break.
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[14 Mar 2004|11:05pm] |
i'm at adrian's because i'm fucking cool.
bwahahahhaa.
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[13 Mar 2004|02:25pm] |
so i'd love to just jump on this and throw everything out the fucking window and try to be happy with him again.
but i don't think i can trust him.
and until he proves that i can trust him again, i'm not doing anything.
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[13 Mar 2004|02:06pm] |
(_) I NEVER HAVE BEEN DRUNK
(_) I NEVER HAVE SMOKED POT
(_) I NEVER HAVE KISSED A MEMBER OF THE OPPOSITE SEX
(_) I NEVER HAVE KISSED A MEMBER OF THE SAME SEX
(X) I NEVER CRASHED INTO SOMEONE ELSE'S CAR
(X) I NEVER BEEN TO JAPAN
(_) I NEVER RODE IN A TAXI
(_) I NEVER HAD ANAL SEX
(_) I NEVER HAVE BEEN IN LOVE
(_) I NEVER HAD SEX
(x) I NEVER HAVE HAD SEX IN PUBLIC
(_) I NEVER HAVE BEEN DUMPED
(_) I NEVER SHOPLIFTED
(x) I NEVER HAVE BEEN FIRED
(_) I NEVER BEEN IN A FIST FIGHT
(_) I NEVER HAD A THREESOME
(_) I NEVER SNUCK OUT OF MY PARENT'S HOUSE
(x) I NEVER BEEN TIED UP (SEXUALLY)
(x) I NEVER BEEN CAUGHT MASTURBATING
(x) I NEVER PISSED ON MYSELF
(_) I NEVER HAD SEX WITH A MEMBER OF THE SAME SEX
(_) I NEVER HAD SEX WITH A MEMBER OF THE OPPOSITE SEX
(x) I NEVER BEEN ARRESTED
(_) I NEVER MADE OUT WITH A STRANGER
(X) I NEVER STOLE SOMETHING FROM MY JOB
(X) I NEVER CELEBRATED NEW YEARS IN TIME SQUARE
(x) I NEVER WENT ON A BLIND DATE
(_) I NEVER LIED TO A FRIEND
(X) I NEVER HAD A CRUSH ON A TEACHER
(x) I NEVER CELEBRATED MARDI-GRAS IN NEW ORLEANS
(x) I NEVER BEEN TO EUROPE
(_) I NEVER SKIPPED SCHOOL
(X) I NEVER SLEPT WITH A CO-WORKER
(x) I NEVER HAVE BEEN FISTED AND/OR HAVE NEVER FISTED ANYONE
(_) I NEVER HAVE THROWN UP IN A BAR
(_) I NEVER HAVE PURPOSELY SET A PART OF MYSELF ON FIRE
(_) I NEVER HAVE EATEN SUSHI
(x) I NEVER HAVE BEEN SNOWBOARDING
(_) I NEVER HAVE BEEN HAPPY WITH MYSELF
(_) I NEVER HAD SEX AT A FRIEND'S HOUSE WHILE THEY WERE THROWING A PARTY
(x) I HAVE NEVER HAD SEX IN A DRESSING ROOM
(_) I HAVE NEVER GIVEN ORAL SEX
(x) I NEVER CHEATED ON MY BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND
(_) I NEVER SEE THE GOOD SIDES OF THINGS.
(_) I NEVER FLASHED ANYONE.
(_) I NEVER FLEW IN AN AIRPLANE
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[12 Mar 2004|04:34pm] |
monday - philly. looked at apartment. stayed in BANGOR at brandt's house. BOOGITY BANGAAAAA.
tuesday - home. shopping with mother. went to get my car back. drove for like an hour west on 80 for no reason.
wednesday - beer. show (with wilkins there!!!). show kinda was really lame. more beer + shawn bradford. 10 minute voicemail from brice. hung out with brice and harlan.
thursday (last night) - shot a set for SG with harlan. no drinking (odd). slept over at harlan's again.
today - parents house. nothing. need beer. need 21 year old. beer. need beer.
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[03 Mar 2004|02:59pm] |
so i guess i should update.
nothing is going on. whatsoever. not doing anything.
i suppose i should also add that after saturday's incident with ethan, he called me yesterday, from home, and chatted my ear off for an hour.
me : i thought you were all pissed off at me.
him : no...
me : so you just didn't talk to me for 3 days?
him : yeah i guess.
so whatever.
boys are being odd.
i need cigarettes and money.
goodbye.
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[28 Feb 2004|05:01pm] |
i wanna fucking break some skulls.
ethan came over to hang out. we're all good chit chatting blah blah blah.
he calls his friend brennon and was like "yeah, i've been hanging out with a new girl." then made dog howling noises. i stated that this made me want to punch him in the face. he asked why. i said because he was being a dirt bag. he asked how and i rolled my eyes and ignored him. he told me to let me know when i thought of a reason that that made him a dirtbag, and not to hurt myself by thinking too hard.
then he said something and i was like "no, you're just being an asshole." on the verge of tears. he asked how he was being an asshole and i told him i wasn't getting into it right now because i am tired and grumpy. i told him i'd go into it later, and he said "yeah, you'll go into it later because you seem to know so much about it." and walked out and slammed the door.
ok... apparently the fact that he only hangs out with me when patty is at work, and only because he has nowhere else close by to go doesn't make him an asshole.
we're supposedly such good friends and all this fucking bullshit that i don't believe he ever meant, and he can't even take a night off from fucking to spend time with me so i can fucking actually talk to him and hang out with him and have a good fucking time with him like we used to.
so i cried. for some short period of time, and now i'm sitting here all pissed off and depressed and wondering if he's ever going to call me again.
harlan's supposed to be calling me in two hours or something and we're supposed to be doing a photoshoot, if he even remembers saying he was going to. i think i might ask if i can just come over and talk. that's all i really want to do right now. talk to him. fucking ... get held or something.
god dammit i fucking hate this BULLSHIT.
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[26 Feb 2004|12:46pm] |
stayed at brad's again last night. haven't kissed him since monday. *shrug* he's hanging out tonight though. so is brandt, and sarah. that makes ... 6 of us till drummer gets off work then 7. fun times. alchohol. woo!
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[24 Feb 2004|07:34pm] |
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i forgot to mention that my hair is WHITE right now. not blonde, WHITE. it's hott. tonight we're gonna re-do my black stripe, and do a checkerboard on the back of my head. there's some baby pink that didn't bleach out the whole way in my long things too. so yay. hot hair is a good thing. i'll take pictures soon enough.
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[24 Feb 2004|02:21pm] |
so i just made this for my friend chris's band. it took me a good hour, but i'm very satisfied with it.
and here's what he had to say about it...
CHRIS'SROOMMATE: i'm showing him the thing
living in 77: is it satisfactory?
CHRIS'SROOMMATE: he says "ITS AWESOME!!! AND MAKE SURE YOU ADD THREE EXCLAMATION POINTS."
living in 77: so you like it?
CHRISTOPHER: Yes!
so i feel good about my skills. (B SKILLZ BIOTCH!)
& i have a picture of brad on my comp now, but i don't wanna post it on here, so if you wanna see it, you can just im me and ask.
p.s. "peaces" is supposed to be spelled that way. it's a play on words.
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[24 Feb 2004|09:10am] |
so brad came back yesterday and came and hung out. i stayed at his place, again, but this time i kissed him.
then i asked him if he thought this was "going anywhere." he said yes, which makes me a very happy girl. he wasn't being all makey out and stuff cos' he just had to go to a funeral yesterday so he was in a weird mood.
i do like brad. much.
i woke up in a coughing fit, again, and he got cold medicine and water for me. he's a sweet heart.
now it's time to take ethan to bellefonte. fun fun fun!!!
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[23 Feb 2004|02:28am] |
( surveys... )
i'm about to burn a cd, go for a drive, and buy more cigarettes.
this is bad.
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[22 Feb 2004|11:10pm] |
last night = good. excellent. wonderful.
got very drunk & didn't do anything stupid.
got told i was beautiful a bunch of times by a bunch of different people.
slept in brad's bed.
with brad.
and cuddled with brad.
and lots of brad.
more later. jen wants on. <3
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[21 Feb 2004|10:04pm] |
so i met this cool guy last monday named brandt. he took us to two parties last night. ethan called at some point to see what was going on, and i'm like "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING FROM?" and he goes "brad's."
so guess what that means?
yeah i got brad's number.
for those clueless ones, brad = crushboy.
anywho. i call them when we get to the second party and i tell them to come up. big chris, brad, sue, and 2 other people (i can't remember right now) show up. so does drummer and dan and mudzo.
anyways. brad steals my hat. i steal his 40. he lets me drink 90% of it, and then i make him shake me on the fact that he'll walk home with me and won't leave without me. not that i really left his side for very long at any point during the night.
i finish his 40, and we decide it's time to walk me home. let me state that brad is short. i'm 5'11" though, so i'm kind of tall. i put my arm around his shoulders and my arm was slanting down. hahahaha. he's so god damned cute though. he's a little guy. hehehehe.
*goes completely girly*
he walks me home, and we sit around and talk, and about 20 minutes after we get back, big chris & ivy show up, as they said they would, and we tried to watch heathers at like 4:30.
we all pass out and brad and i wake up at 8:00 for some fucking reason and couldn't get back to sleep, so we laid in my bed talking for 2 hours and i was fucking dying. then we went back to sleep till like noon.
then i did other stuff.
and after everyone here finishes their pregame 40's we're going to a party at BRAD'S.
you see that?
BRAD
ok i'm 4/5 through a 40 so i apologize if parts of this didn't make sense. i'm kinda drunk.
and i apologize for being boy crazy right now.
but it's me.
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[18 Feb 2004|02:59pm] |
so ... if you know that thing i was concerned about, the answer is a big fat NO. thank god.
if you don't know, don't worry about it unless you really really feel the need to.
i'm so fucking tired.
and i can't drive my car for the rest of the day because my dad wants to listen to it before i drive it anymore. the brakes are making weird noises.
and i love jen & ivy. wee.
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| i stole this from wilkins. |
[18 Feb 2004|08:47am] |
step 1: open your mp3 player.
step 2: put all of your music on random.
step 3: write down the first ten songs it plays, no matter how embarrassing
1. menace - screwed up
2. the toy dolls - turtle crazy
3. msi - molly
4. dead boys - sonic reducer
5. blanks 77 - void
6. oxymoron - obscene army
7. gwar - rock n roll never felt so good
8. anti-nowhere league - let's break the law
9. the cryptkeeper five - gimme gimme your heart
10. last resort - rebels with a cause
yeah i'm bored & hungover.
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[17 Feb 2004|08:08am] |
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so my black eye is getting better. it got a lot worse before it got better. right now the middle part is this color ... really really dark purple. the edges are a vomitous yellow color, but that means it's going away.
i really want to talk ethan into going to brad's tonight, just because i wanna hang out.
me? crushing?
never.
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