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[Jul. 6th, 2007|11:49 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | the shoop shoop song - cher. YES CHER | ] |
prologue: dont go to the medford fireworks. they suck assholes. the people are all weird. and smelly sluts who are pregnant. you can go. if you like that...
omg new york was the shiz.
went up the fourth at the ass crack of morning. drove. slept. ate. drank. w/e.
me and kelsey talked about crap like:
-what if i was actually bi, and said coming-out consequences.
-putting kerry in a bubble and taking her to a peanut factory.
-me finding and keeping a boyfriend vs. just hooking up.
-how kelseys boyfriends are pussy whipped
i cant quite think of what else, but the convesation was lengthy.
so we got to my grandmas house. UGH i heart my mima! shes so nutty and funy. why cant my dad be funny. sneriously. my old dog, ace, is still breathing. which is cool. hes like 15 and his breath smells like poop.
we saw the parade which was tre lame cause the town is like the mole on the back of new york. CORNWALL-ON-HUDSON. i call it cornball. see, i changed the -wall with -ball. hahah its funny. yeah anyway. my one baby cousin was there. hes a baby, so its not like i enjoy our conversations. theyre mainly about his race car and it color.
me and kelbaby were absolutly soaked to the boner. yes her boner. so we changed clothes. and got dry. then we watched tv until it was time to go to the park see the fireworkings.
have you ever been on a seesaw? they have to be the most enjoyable piece of playground equipment. no joke. its all about team work. cause my ass is fatter than kelseys (not in real life, mine just weighs more) i have to push off while she dangles in the air. several preliminary warning booms went off to let people take their place. me and the lady found our ground near the dugout, away from the large gatherings of cornwallers. it was loud and wet. like sex? haha idk.
went to the DIA at beacon. which is an upscale modern art museum. it was one andy warhol piece, which sucks ass. but everything else is pretty good. bruce naumen was excellent. some weird stuff that would make you not sleep for a day or two. other stuff... some artists are not talented at all. seriously, white canvases painted white.
today i got home at like four(?). me and kels just hung at her house. i gave becca a foot massage. which was fun? apparently im good at it. then she left all of the guys came over, including kerry. im not really good around them anymore. i dont really talk to them, and they dont really talk to me. like they were my really good friends. but now its just like awkward. it sucks more than you know. it feels like im only allowd to be friends with girls. which kinda sucks. cause theyre women. no offense. but... you know. i need like a gay guy friend. im gonna regret saying that. i bet you a billion dollars. |
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| mwhahah |
[Jun. 28th, 2007|08:32 pm] |
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| | lost in a super market. the clash | ] |
i know i always say this but
i havent posted a blog in months.
im bored out of my mind. i go through the same rutine everyday. wake up at one-thirty. take a shower. play video games for a couple of hours. eat food. watch the tube. go online. eat dinner. play video games. sleep. it was all fine and dandy for a couple of days, but its been like two weeks. i need to hang with kerry. i saw her at ashleys grad bash. and seanie babe. i miss them dearly. kelseys down the shore with goebel and john. wtf. that was supposed to be me and becca, but they snuck in there. sweet baby jebus.
i enjoy doing my wash. its fun to see how colorful my t-shirts are. i have one in every color now! which includes purple. mmm purple. i think ive lost some underwear. i cant find like any of them. maybe jack ate them... i hope not. even tho underwear stinks. especially when its a thousand degrees outside. yeah ok i go commando. i shower people. get over it. |
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| whats going to happen to sachel? |
[Mar. 31st, 2007|05:17 pm] |
i really did love her. always have, always will.
they didnt even know her. they pretended to. they were tears of attention. they got the chance to get out of class and they took it. they took the chance to get there face out there, crying with the people who actually knew her. i was there. i was crying. i still am. I HAVE MEMORIES WITH HER. I SHARED HER COMPANY. i remember her laugh, her smile, her eyes, her jokes.
no i am not alright.
no i am not ok.
stop asking.
im going monday. |
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| my pysche feels like |
[Feb. 10th, 2007|10:39 pm] |
if there is another occurance of someone calling me 'faggot' to one of my friends' faces, and they tell me of this conversation, but lack the part of the story where they defended me, i will doubt that friendship.
honestly. if someone called you a blistered cunt or fat pig-faced whore or heroin chic model i would defend you.
i want to scream, but i do not know how.
i do not understand why this world is so hate full. but i hate it. |
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[Feb. 5th, 2007|10:40 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  hopeful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | rilo kiley - portions for foxes | ] |
sorry kerry, for being a douche to you last week
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school has become expensive to my pysche.workload isnt very hard. i feel emotionally spent. i dont know quite why. i guess it might be from my friends. all of them are going insane. literally. everyone in their lives are going insane. literally. it might be the cold and the lack of direct sunlight. i feel kinda desuetude. kinda forgotten in my little corner. theres no space heater back here.
im dusty and rusted. my gears have sand in them.
does anybody have a hula hoop? |
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| IF YOUVE GOT IT, FLAUNT IT |
[Jan. 28th, 2007|04:22 pm] |
midterms are over.
praise the gods! i did good on all of them.
except english. i dont even wanna talk about it.
hahaha mr. knoll had to talk to me after class about it.
hahahahah hilarious. me and him are going over it this week.
aced indoe's and tiriris' test. literally. who gets 98 on midterms? colin does.
dont quite know about french yet. how am i in a sophmore math. i have no clue. hahaha. alomost bombed it.
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kerrys surprise b-day partay. that was eventful. except i cant really remember what happened. i remember we watched the producers, and i kept singing Haben sie gehort das Detsche BAnd. i love that song. im pretty sure me and kelso faught over the fact that i loved the producers, and who liked what part of that movie.
fuckin blue blanket. |
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[Jan. 15th, 2007|09:59 pm] |
im like
buggin so much.
my hand is fucking have in a seisssure
i really want to throw the fuck up,
just so my stomach doesnt feel like this anymore.
oh my god
i need to write essay.
but i CANT
im like
dead in the brain.
this may be the corniest thing in th world to say at this point,
but i 'have nothing to fear except fear itself.' |
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[Dec. 30th, 2006|07:04 pm] |
i know nobody really cares,
but ive decided i need to find a crush
and fret like i have never fretted before |
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[Dec. 19th, 2006|08:03 pm] |
my birthday was...
literally the best day ever.
ive never had a smile on the entire day.
everyone was like "you can hit me, its your birthday"
that was good
got tiara from mimiSIN
i recieved numerous cds
all are kick ass
when i was 14, i told people i was 15
now i say im 14
whats the deal?
i think steve cried... he wont admit it tho
ANd ANd ANd
me &ashley went to wawa and parkway breeding grounds.
and then me and kelsey went to mikado!
ohhhhh so good
and kerry wont tell me what happened....
so thats all. ce tout.
to day kinda blew chunks.
w/e. im fifteen. cinquante. HAZZAH.
one more year til i raise hell! |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 15th, 2006|05:33 pm] |
its like i dont even have friends anymore.
theyre dropping like flies.
one by one.
im gonna move.
start over.
do people not like me?
have i changed so much in the past MONTH?
i hate to say it but,
i keep having to change my top eight.
i hate highschool for the soul reason
that everyone seems to avoid me. |
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