| The End Of The Beginning |
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| 11:05am 27/02/2005 |
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Because a new turning point in life deserves a clean slate and a new start...
stirringthesky
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| 11:38am 17/02/2005 |
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music: California - Copeland
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The start to an extremely weird day... I now fucking hate this song/band. Just because of that one damn line.... |
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| 08:10pm 16/02/2005 |
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mood:  surprised music: I Think She Likes Me - [I LOVE YOU BILLY GILMAN! <3 country]
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I got asked to prom... [what???]. Unexpected, but pretty rockin'.
MUST FIND PERFECT DRESS. <3!!!!!! |
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| Give Her Some... |
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| 05:13pm 14/02/2005 |
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mood:  exhausted music: Hyperballad - Bjork
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I had my training-day today for work; it was good. Jun and I spent somewhere around 20 or 25 minutes talking to a man from El Salvador who was there to buy a Spanish book for his daughter. I rang him up [first customer!]and did it all wrong.
I made chocolate-covered strawberries for my mother and Leonardo, and even more for John [and MAYBE Evan].
I think I'm going to wear my galoshes; it'll be for the very first time. I'm excited.
Oh, and I like Bjork. |
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| 10:23pm 10/02/2005 |
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Ugh stupid copmuter... keeping me awake....
I AM NOT TRENDY :-( |
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| The Freckles In Our Eyes Are Mirror Images |
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| 05:22pm 10/02/2005 |
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mood:  excited music: MY I-POD, BEITCH!!!
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HE WORKS!!! [I spent pretty much half of my day taking my baby to the doctors... and he is finally up and running! As it turns out, I was using the wrong cable. I should have been using firewire, but had USB plugged in so it wasn't running correctly.] So... yay! I <3 my i-Pod! And the men who work at the Genius bar in the Apple store! <3<3<3
Today was a good day.
2 fucking years... and still as in love as ever. Wow. |
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| Looks Like My Crazy Family Is Down One Crazy Daughter... |
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| 03:55pm 09/02/2005 |
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mood:  depressed music: Origami - Ani Difranco
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So, I finally have a job. It doesn't pay [volunteering], but hey... at least I can start collecting my $200 monthly allowance now. Which means I'll have more than enough money to go buy me that cute skirt sometime this weekend or something. And I will indeed have enough money for John's birthday present[s]. This is all lovely and wonderful.
My birthday is... a little over 2 weeks away [16 days]. Fuck. I don't know what I want to do [if anything], or what the hell I want [other than a car], or if I even care. I don't. It sounds over-the-top angsty, but I see no need to celebrate my birth. It isn't as though I've achieved anything amazing or incredible, nor is it as if I'm a person of the same caliber as those feats I have not achieved.
Maybe it's just that I'm so fucking depressed. And I have no idea why and it's suprising. I think I just miss the sunshine and being around people I love and enjoy and who feel the same for me. Highschool is all right around the academics, but socially and all that... it's so direly depressing. My i-Pod won't work, so I don't even have that to keep me occupied.
Makes me feel like I've gone and lost what I had of my "identity". Damnit...
I need to be stronger, grow a thicker skin. And be proud of myself. And not need anyone or anything. Anyone at all.... |
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| I AM IN LOVE WITH IF HOPE DIES' DRUMMER |
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| 10:19pm 06/02/2005 |
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mood:  mischievous music: Roddy Piper's Magic Sunglasses - IF HOPE DIES!!!! <3<3<3
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I did some [well, really only one] stupid thing[s] this weekend. But, oh well. It's all pretty good, now. Though still slightly awkward...
I bought a pirate shirt. <3
I made fettucine alfredo [well, penne alfredo, rather] on Saturday evening. It was very yummy.
I was supposed to meet Andy's son Eric last night/this morning, but didn't. Whatever.
Other than that... prom or no prom? I can't decide. And I'd have no one to go with.... |
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| "I Don't Give A Shit If I'm In Outter Darkness, I'll Make Friends" |
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| 02:04pm 04/02/2005 |
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mood: spastic music: Running Man - Quantice Never Crashed
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OHMYGOD this song sounds so fucking different [see title for explanation]! It's absolutely insane. It's more... techno/dance/industrial than I remember. Jesus fucking christ, this is weird. Maybe it's the fact that I am extremely over-dosed on coffee. [Fuck you, coffee. De-caf for me from now on, thanks. Or maybe I'll just stop drinking espresso drinks.]I am SO ADD when on coffee. I feel so sick and can't concentrate on shit. Fuck.
...I've missed Molly.
...Am extremely confused about self.
...Want piercing[s] very very badly. Want to do them on my own. Fuck. |
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| And Thoudh I Don't Know Who You Are... |
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| 10:43pm 03/02/2005 |
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mood:  silly music: Skull - Sebadoh
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It is absolutely inexplicable how much I love my mother. Even if I hate her sometimes, and want nothing more than to get out of the house and be away from her forever, and even if I sometimes feel adamant about not wanting her to have anything to do with my children [like I could ever do that to her...]. I just love her so much. Sure, she overreacts about certain things and I realize that I never should have talked to her about them... but she listens. Even if she doesn't understand, she listens. And that means more to me than words could describe. There are far too few people I know who love me enough to do so. <3 to my mother.
I love this weather. It feels like summer. [Could we spend a few more days in Amsterdam?]
[Darling, I think about you far, far too often. You have melded yourself with me, and become a part of my life and my thoughts and my being. Heh, I hate you.... :-)]
I am excited to get coffee with Kelsey tomorrow while we're supposed to be at the all-school rally. And am very very very very excited [and hopefuly] about possibly seeing tattoo-guy again! <3!!! |
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| 12:36pm 02/02/2005 |
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Oh, and P.S. -
Tonight will be good! Know why? PROJECT RUNWAY!!!!!!!! <3<3<3<3<3 |
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| My Sweetest Thoughts Of You Are In Circles That Never End And Flowers That Never Die |
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| 12:20pm 02/02/2005 |
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mood:  overwhelmed/disappointed music: The Summertime Song - One Amazin' Kid
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Today was... no, IS... seriously one of the worst days ever. Damnit.
[I have to really examine myself, especially around people I don't know/am not close to.]
It's funny how upset tiny things can make me.
[Here I was all excited that I might be on my cycle finally, but no... foiled again.]
Add to all this that my parent is being a bitch, and that I left my mix CDs at John's AGAIN, and you get one really lonely, shitty day.
I'm going to wear a skirt tomorrow. |
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| Let Your Hips Do The Talking |
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| 11:19pm 01/02/2005 |
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mood:  elated/relieved music: I Don't Know What I Can Save You From - Kings Of Convenience
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Driving to Safeway and then home, tonight, felt like I was going to my own funeral. And then I got home, set down all of my things, sat for a minute, and felt like I was reborn. |
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| I Doubt My Reply Would Be Interesting For You To Hear... |
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| 12:44pm 01/02/2005 |
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mood:  anxious music: I'd Rather Dance With You - Kings of Convenience
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I want to go the the Coachella Valley Music Festival. It had a much better line-up last year, but come on... Bright Eyes, Snow Patrol, Blood Brothers, etc. Hells yes. |
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| 02:27pm 31/01/2005 |
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mood:  busy music: Do You Like Coffee? - Braid
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I am a closet-feminist. <3 |
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| Hope There Is Yet... |
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| 11:44pm 27/01/2005 |
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mood: happy/exhausted music: my ears are ringing
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I fucking fell in love, tonight. |
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| I Threw Out The Phone To Try To Get Through To You |
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| 04:40pm 27/01/2005 |
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mood: tired, not sleepy... tired music: The Radiator Hums - Cursive
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I don't know... I should be a lot more excited right now than I actually am. This is so fucking sad!
I walked home today with Kelsey, and arrived at the front door around 11:30 or 11:40 or so. I like Thursdays. As well as no longer having a 5th period class [especially "Painting & Drawing"]; this means I get to walk home right as lunch starts every day, and that makes me incredibly happy. In other school-related shit, I pretty much like all of my classes. Except Psych., but that just seems like a lot more work than it really is, especially seeing as I tend to exaggerate certain things. And anyway, she goes over the reading we were supposed to have done that day in class. Well, so far.... Being at paly is nowhere near as horrible as I made it out to be in my mind before I actually started attending there, again.
I wish I could go to a school like Hogwarts, 'cause that'd be the best fucking thing ever.
John got his promotion!!! Yay, Johnny. This is very exciting [for him, but I am excited for him]. And it means that his schedule changes and he has Saturday/Sunday off, and gets out around 5 every day other than those. So weekends I will actually get to spend with him, now. I like that. A lot. 'Cause I miss him.
I should probably finish my History homework and read for Biology... but I don't feel like it right now. Although, I know I won't want to do it when I get home because I'll be all super tired. Argh....
I wonder if my laundry is done yet.... |
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| Goodnight, Sweet Prince |
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| 12:12am 26/01/2005 |
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mood: sleepy music: Nostradamus Would Have Wanted It This Way - FIF [heh, <333]
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Aaargh! The Zao/FBTMOF show is tomorrow night. You have no idea how excited I am. Man, this is so fucking rockin'!!! I am a happy Vickie.
Going to school sucks ass, but at least I have only around 5 months of this bullshit, and then maybe I can go back to Middle College until I can take my GED. I want to get out of highschool and out of here as soon as posible.
I miss my John. We napped together for a few hours this afternoon. It was really nice. [I'm still fucking tired, but I have to wait until the washing machine cycle is over and put my clothes in the dryer before I go to bed. At least I have the 5th Harry Potter to occupy me until then.] I miss him so much, though. Days are just shitty without him. He makes me forget about everything else when I'm with him, and all I can be is happy and smiley and all I want to/can think about is him and how much I love him and how good it feels to be with him. He's the best thing that has ever happened to me. <3
At least tomorrow [well, later today... heh], I can go to sleep pretty early. And the weekend will hopefully be full of going to bed very late and getting up even later.
I'm thirsty. And I like Forever Is Forgotten. Rock. |
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| Ah, Senselessness, My Bedfellow... |
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| 10:08pm 21/01/2005 |
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mood:  crazy music: The Nest Of The Face Hugger - CUAD [!!!!]
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My hair was insane last night. It was all "woah!" and fluffy and poodle-ish. Not like the last time that I was a poodle [prom], because that was bad-poodle. This was awesome, HAWT BEEITCH, rockin' poodle. It brought the mosh. Hells yeah, bitches.
I am making cookis, tonight. Chocolate chip cookis. For John and Ross and DJ and Pete. [From scratch!!!]. They work with John/are in "As Fate Would Have It" with John. Except Pete is only in the band with them. I'm supposed to accompany John to band practice tomorrow, so I shall bring it to them, then. Exciting...! And this time, it won't be two fucking hours of the same goddamn Shades Of Silense/Desolate song... so yeah, it should be fun and bearable! :-P!
Fuck... speaking of Shades Of Silence, I wanna fucking listen to them! Haha. <333
So off I go to make cookis/wash the dishes. |
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