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I miss the hate, disinterest and insanity.
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| Unbeautiful |
[07 May 2007|02:34pm] |
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It leaves you pretty hollow, don't it?
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| Ooops. |
[10 Apr 2007|09:38am] |
I think I might have accidentally acquired a boyfriend.
How does one fix that sort of thing? "Sorry, I really like you and I think you're terribly hot, but I've only known you for like two weeks and I don't have that kind of time and I didn't mean to go out with you. But I still want to move to San Francisco with you."
It's a weird conversation to have.
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[21 Mar 2007|03:23pm] |
You learn new things every day.
And one day you'll learn that iodine deficiency can cause mental retardation and that wearing green eyeshadow makes you prettier.
But of course it's your mom and your grandma who tell you that, so you must refuse to listen.
But Cosmo magazine taught me how to avoid toilet germs in even the most disgusting public restroom and Hersheys taught me the proper way to eat a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup.
And one day I'll have kids and I'll teach them not to chase sweet rum with Go Girl Energy Drink and to make their journal entries painfully cryptic so they can pretend to be an enigma. And my mom will tell them that red lipstick will make them look slutty.
But of course they won't listen.
So I'll never teach them how to grin and bear it.
And I'll never teach anyone how to read my hands. But then, that's for an entirely different reason.
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| It's all numb all numb all numb. |
[16 Feb 2007|01:28pm] |
So this is it. And this is what they've given you instead of love that never ends. This is what you've traded for friendship and hope and bright sunny days. This is their alternative to purity of heart.
And you're a little trigger happy and you're a little camera shy.
But don't worry, I think they have a pill for that too. And I hope your children grow up to be doctors, and I hope you never have to feel your face again.
These days, it's gotten so bad, you gotta pay someone just to listen to you talk. And my mouth's shut and my mouth's shut and my mouth's shut.
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| I'm a noob |
[20 Oct 2006|01:42pm] |
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| Correspondence |
[20 Oct 2006|10:55am] |
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Dear Guy on the Bus, There were 6 people on the bus today, not including myself. That means there were 9 empty seats. There is no casual way to sit right down next to me (who happened to be in the last seat on the bus, so you had to walk quite a ways) and not seem like a major creep. I give you props for tying though, my friend! Also, you're kind of fat- learn to condense yourself.
<3 Me
John's coming today! Yaaaay!
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| LAS ESTRELLAS BRILLAN POR TI |
[14 Oct 2006|06:01pm] |
Chiquitita sabes muy bien Que las penas vienen y van y desaparecen Otra vez vas a bailar y seras feliz
Ten Things You May or May Not Know About Me: 1. I have a soft spot for ABBA. 2. I love watching TeeVee 3. I pretend to sleep a lot. 4. I don't really care if my make-up looks like shit. 5. I really do like pretty much everyone. 6. I don't know. 7. I've skipped a lot of classes this week. 8. I really don't like school and I'm not entirely sure what I'm doing there. 9. I don't actually know what I'm doing anywhere. 10. I didn't actually plan this list out, I just wanted to let everyone (i.e. Emily) know that I like ABBA.
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| Worst Day Ever |
[11 Oct 2006|07:47pm] |
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Worst Day Ever
Okay, maybe not ever, but it's up there
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| Copy cats |
[21 Sep 2006|04:13pm] |
MORGANTOWN, W.Va. (AP) - The roaming gnome is writing home.
The roaming gnome got to watch Charlie Batch lead the Steelers to a Week 1 win. (Allen Snyder via The Dominion Post / Associated Press)
Allen Snyder's garden gnome disappeared from his Morgantown, West Virginia, yard in the spring. Since then he's gotten three letters, supposedly from "Gnomey." The latest has a picture of the missing lawn ornament at the Pittsburgh Steelers home opener. And Gnomey wants to know why his owner never took him to any games.
Snyder says he has no idea who swiped his gnome, but he suspects it might be one of his gag-loving friends. A previous letter from Gnomey showed him in the back of a police car and asked for bail money.
Snyder says he doesn't know where Gnomey will turn up next.
Dear Mr/Mrs. Man, Get a life/your own ideas. You are not Amelie, sorry.
Love Michelle
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[21 Sep 2006|03:04pm] |
On the back of my icebreakers sugarfree sours it says:
CAREFUL: SOUR LEVEL MAY CAUSE IRRITATION TO THE MOUTH.
Yeah right, I'm so hardcore, I eat those like they ain't gonna do shit to my mouth. I'm one badass mothafucka
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| It's Only Monday |
[18 Sep 2006|09:32am] |
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Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift the soundtrack is the single awesomest thing I've bought all year, including the 12 Hungarian concubines. And that's saying a lot.
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| What to say? |
[01 Sep 2006|01:54pm] |
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I realized today that I'm not sure if I like myself or not. That's not too bad, but I prefer to not like myself. When you don't like yourself, you know what to do- change (or kill yourself I suppose, but that's really extreme). The worst is when you know that you like yourself. Once you've reached that point, you don't really want to change anymore, but eventually, other people are going to start wanting you to. I guess I'm just not very ambitious, which is cool with me, but everybody just figures you to be unhappy.
It's very calm in the office today.
I don't want John to go to school. Everyone's very skeptical when I say we're going to try and stick together. I'm skeptical too, but I really want to and if you want something hard enough, you get it right?
I'm thinking of going back to therapy. I went to the doctor's yesterday, they say I have to gain some weight, but I don't want to. I SEEK A SECOND OPINION SLUTS WHAT! I probably will never go to therapy again, but if I say it enough, it seems like I'm trying to get a better life for myself and be "truly" happy and that's what everyone wants right? I'm happy as is, thanks.
My butt hurts from falling off my bed yesterday. Actually I didn't fall off of it, I tried to jump on it and missed. How embarrassing is that? I know a lot more embarrassing things
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| Some people are full of shit. |
[21 Aug 2006|02:30pm] |
Exerpt from an article labled "How to Talk" regarding how to properly mingle at a party:
A bit of structure will also prompt interaction. On a personal level, it behooves everybody to develop a few "stories to dine out on," canned anecdotes they enjoy telling. Hosts can also ask revelers to bring a favorite quotation—about marriage, say, for an engagement party—to share with the guests of honor. Proposing a toast can overcome a lull, too. Better yet, if some of the guests like to perform, ask them in advance to prepare a skit or song. Games are trickier because they can consume a lot of time and attention, but they do encourage interplay. Opening gifts is a can't-fail activity, and as with the aforementioned options, plan to unwrap midway through your event. Guests can meet and greet beforehand, and then discuss the diversion afterward. Structure ensures that good parties, like good conversations, have beginnings, middles and ends.
Just a warning: if anyone ever asks me to perform a song or skit during a party, I will beat the shit out of you and then I'll spit on your face.
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| Sometimes... |
[21 Aug 2006|02:20pm] |
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I think I want things, I think these things will somehow improve my life and make me a happier, more whole person. These "things" range from a television set to designer clothing to children. In general, I realize that I really don't want these things and usually even come to understand that these things would make me less happy rather than more so (as is ESPECIALLY the case with children). Today, I thought wanted to eat a lot of pistachios. And I ate them. And I was right, it did make my life that much worse.
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| Who lost the race? |
[14 Aug 2006|04:52pm] |
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"In my dreams you're alive and you're crying"
I'm at this "as good as it's going to get" point in my life right now. That's not a bad thing. It's actually really really good. I don't think I've ever been truly happier. I've been more exhaulted, but it's a different feeling- this is a hum. I like that I'm broke for about three days every other week. It's not a long enough time to make me suffer, but it keeps me on my toes. Weekday mornings, I wake up and drink coffee. I load dishes into the dishwasher. I read my journal entry from the night before. I'm a lot more angsty (if not a lot more drunk) in the evenings than I am in the morning. I think a lot, I smile a lot, I like movie nights. I still sleep alone most of the time, but that makes it so much nicer when I don't have to. I have good friends, I believe in love (?), I am patient. I'm not lonely and I haven't been for a long long time. I'm still trying to be a good person which is not to say I am one, but I am earnestly trying.
I've changed a lot. I'm not thirteen anymore. I'm not addicted to drugs. I'm in a good situation. Nothing can hurt me. I'm still screwed up sometimes, I still have issues with eating, but I'm getting better. I'm getting a lot better. I don't miss anything, I never look back, but I know things weren't bad back then either.
I'm still going to curl up in a ball tomorrow and cry and feel really sorry for myself and wonder about stuff that might have happened, but I'll still be happy.
Happy, happy birthday!
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| Nervosa. |
[01 Aug 2006|02:40pm] |
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There's no room to breathe in this skin.
I'm perfectly happy. It's not broken, let's not try to fix it.
Y que dice eso? De tu y todo tu amor?
Weak?
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| It's not a fact, but I'm thinking... |
[05 Jun 2006|04:29pm] |
I'm not cynical.
This whole thing is really juvenile.
If things work, I want it to be because I worked hard for them. If they fail, I want to know that I tried my best and at least that I was AWARE of them.
Time to grow up.
See it as you will.
I think I've seen what makes people selfish. It's not what I expected.
I'm finally glad it was a little tough, now it'll be easier.
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| Is it something in the fucking air? |
[03 Jun 2006|04:18pm] |
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Dying is stupid. I don't care. No, I don't want to know what you want written on your tombstone. That quote in Hook is stupid. You're not gonna find it if you don't look. Impress me if you can. I may be a hypocrite, but I'm right.
It's all about the fight. I don't care.
My CD player is broken- I really liked that thing.
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