| sad SAD girls. |
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| 11:04pm 31/10/2002 |
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music: le shok "killed by fuck"
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death by hot topic.
HAHA. I just need bigger plugs for cheap.
[it's really fucking funny]
THOSE PUNY THINGS!!! |
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| cracked and swollen |
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| 07:02pm 04/10/2002 |
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mood:  uncomfortable music: starflyer 59 "I was 17"
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I'm dying slowly.
[I hate live journal] |
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| I drown my beliefs, to have your babies |
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| 09:42pm 21/09/2002 |
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mood:  nervous music: radiohead "true love waits"
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Trevor-
it's not as if I've been lusting after you for an extensive amount of time, but I have realized that I miss you. I've also realized that I want to make out with you. Nicole needs play. BOOTY. and I'm sure it's possible to get some from you, even though you have none. OOOOO! no, seriously.
nicole |
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| la little puffy &red |
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| 10:31pm 16/09/2002 |
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mood:  exanimate music: doves "the man who told everything"
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work &school; work &school. I'm so tired of this &it's hardly been a month, I actually think it's less.
it's tedious.
I'm getting horribly upset over certain things lately, one of which is an [ex]friend and her boyfriend bashing everyone. they post in their journals about my friends &I, attempting to rant on about things they have absolutely no clue about. then they proceed to say it was our fault that we drifted apart when it was no more theirs than ours.
they talk shit about us &I know it's because they're bored, out of the loop from all the pettiness of school so they're attempting to use us as their fix. it's fucking PATHETIC.
they're also mentally challenged. whenever we bring up valid points, they brush it off &joke about it as if it weren't true &then go on &on about everything we say.
I can't say that I'm not hurt, because I am. I'd rather wish that they would just keep what they say between themselves, but yet they don't, because they know that we read their journals.
it seems cowardly to me to only say things to us over the internet &write about it in their journals, but I'm almost certain that if we confronted them face to face, they'd attempt to smooth it over.
all I can say is; SPINELESS BASTARDS. run back to each other &drone on about how the world sucks &the only thing you really need is each other, because you're so misunderstood &mature that nobody gets you.
if I never spoke to you again, I wouldn't have any regrets. |
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| Mormons go to Utah |
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| 12:54am 09/09/2002 |
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mood:  tired music: saetia "venus and bacchus" &"the poet you never were"
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I'm up at this moment so I can finish my history homework &be a hardworking, studious child that would make my mother proud. [oh, if she only knew that we go to gay bars so I can indulge myself in being a FAG HAG. no, not really. I just enjoy the way that boys look better in girls clothing than I do &the way the flamboyantly gay guy likes to sing show tunes]
I'd really enjoy making a mixtape tomorrow &getting my haircut, but I've already been scheduled for the next 9 months. too bad for me, I guess I'll just have to start taking sick days sooner or later. |
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| through the cracks in the wall |
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| 05:35pm 30/08/2002 |
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mood: gross music: modest mouse "a different city"
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I saw modest mouse in concert the day school started.
it's a blance between heaven &hell. |
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| bus 76 |
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| 02:57pm 22/08/2002 |
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mood:  anxious music: ak1200 "drowning"
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school starts in exactly a week & I can't remember what I did this summer.
& now sarah's decided on going to go back to school instead of continuing homeschooling. [I'm glad, but I just got used to her not being there & now she's there again]
fuck me; my sleeping schedule is so out of whack, I bet I stay up for at least 48 hours straight so I can actually sleep at a decent hour. :/
yeah, I know I'm boring.
exitcomputer: dude
exitcomputer: this fag
Jampice: yeah?
exitcomputer: is so dumb
Jampice: HAHA
Jampice: I love you.
i.e: sarah likes to cyber with homosexual males & then give them charles' number. |
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| it's the begining of an end |
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| 03:33am 16/08/2002 |
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mood:  awake music: david bowie
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so, I made popcorn and watched reservoir dogs at this odd hour. I really liked it, tarentino's films always prove to be a little odd yet poetic.
or maybe that's all just crap, I'm not sure.
I am sure that I have to get up in the morning around 9 or so because I work at 11 & smell like gross stale food products.
I also made a pina colada and fell on my ass.
the end. |
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| blame it on cain! |
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| 11:11pm 14/08/2002 |
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mood:  okay music: E L V I S C O S T E L L O
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I haven't done much today, but I do feel like dancing.
.::gyrates::. |
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| I say hit me! |
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| 11:27pm 08/08/2002 |
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mood:  amused
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Jampice: UGH I hate being a girl.
exitcomputer: me too
exitcomputer: the BLOOD
exitcomputer: ugh
Jampice: EXACTLY.
Jampice: plug it up is all I say
Jampice: HAHHA
Jampice: that rhymed
Jampice: I should be in a band
Jampice: and sing about my bloody tampons
Jampice: in simple rhyme schemes
HELL YEAH MAN! the song title would be "release the tampon" |
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| I drown my beliefs |
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| 07:02pm 03/08/2002 |
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mood: pathetic music: radiohead "true love waits"
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pity party [/I'm just killing time] |
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| objectify me. |
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| 10:17pm 29/07/2002 |
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mood: blah music: sky came falling "a penny for your confessions"
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I hate.
I seem to do that a lot, but when people are stupid, it's hard not to. |
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| go the feelin' |
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| 09:53am 23/07/2002 |
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mood:  full music: distillers "ask the angels"
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I made myself french toast for the second day in a row. psht, I'm going to get fat off of the syrup. |
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| WOOT |
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| 08:56pm 22/07/2002 |
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mood:  bouncy music: jack off jill "fear of dying"
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TrailerParkLinda: i wish i never would have to work
Jampice: I wish I had a never ending money supply.
Jampice: then I'd sit around naked and watch iron chef whenever I wanted.
I haven't showered in days. |
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| egads man! |
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| 08:48am 16/07/2002 |
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mood:  pissed off
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I have back cramps and a job interview which I have to ride my bike to. I also have to do my hair and dress up, which might not work if I show up with my shirt plastered to my body with sweat.
these little things are starting to get to me. |
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| that bitter taste |
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| 10:32am 02/07/2002 |
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mood:  discontent
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tomorrow's my birthday and I'm almost tempted to go into hiding.
16 years isn't that long, but it's TOO LONG. all I want is some books, either a turntable or an mp3 player that goes along as a christmas gift too.
my parents said something about a car. not a new car, but an '87. the old woman died at it was only $1,000 but they didn't buy it. what a nice thing to do, say something about a car and then say "we didn't get it but we ALMOST did." |
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| a doot and a boop |
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| 12:56pm 21/06/2002 |
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mood: okay
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I just ate half of a pizza. boy, do I feel like a hefer. no, I really don't.
this is how the summer goes, along with the do-age of nothing and the wanting to be doing SOMETHING.
at least the online conversations are amusing. I guess that the wee hours of the morning enhance your speaking abilities. |
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| do you want your hat to die?! |
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| 12:46pm 16/06/2002 |
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mood:  curious music: prettygirlsmakegraves "ifyouhateyourfriendsyou'renotalone"
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staying up to watch a pre-recorded david bowie makes me giddy, and so does reading johnny the homocidal maniac comics.
I couldn't stop giggling and remembering skipping class: singing "rebel rebel" with sarah while watching bowie on A&E.
I tell you, it's love. me and dave b 4 life!
I'm done being a teenage girl now. |
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| 10:15am 13/06/2002 |
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mood:  sore
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the lump on the back of my arm is making me feel quite sick, as it's almost as big as the upper muscle on my arm.
I feel inside out in this odd way, and I want to go back to sleep, but those damndable men and their power tools will most likely keep me awake. CUNTS. |
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