| darn them |
[Aug. 9th, 2005|05:11 pm] |
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| |  gloomy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | none | ] |
being stood up = pete peve to the max
luckily...my dear friend eric who i think is awsome was nice enough to come and get me. yeah, we went to starbucks which is like the best thing ever. then we uhh....saw a parking lot....saw some trees and airsofters...a playground...a manly sounding girl...a cop....an emo boy singing to himself...and i drove his car. intersting yet random. but it made me feel better. so big thanks to eric. yep yep.
but that was last night.
today i uhh got stood up again. yeah, you said it, WTF. but my dear phoney and i went to lunch. wahoos. haha yes. we saw brittney. yeah, talked. old times. cool.
ok. well. i guess i have no life. ha. i used to...whered it go? |
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| miss marks a lot |
[Aug. 9th, 2005|02:32 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  amused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | rock mix | ] |
the letters are falling off of that picture frame where we keep our picture.
im emo. slap me why dont you?
nah, not emo for me. if you know me in person im probaly the furthest from emo. dress like it? maybe. DARK hair? yah. but im not emo.
when i say fucking shoot me, or hang me, ect. IM JOKING. people take things so literally.
but i guess its a little my fault too.
becuase people accually DO say that. so you cant take it lightly i guess. but gosh, why do they say that and mean it? its not like if you tell your FRIEND to fucking shoot you i hate my life blah blah, they arent going to shoot you. attention??? hmmm.... I THINK SO. if you want attention, jsut tell people whats wrong instead of sounding totally out of your mind and phsyco. eh, i guess it all depends on your mood/personality/mind set. so yeah.
emo kids are my heros. hahahaha. |
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| sleep? |
[Aug. 9th, 2005|02:13 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  quixotic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | OKLAHOMA (i know...i know...) | ] |
i think im an insomniac (sp?). |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 9th, 2005|12:08 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  confused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | wicked | ] |
i feel stupid when i leave messages on peoples phones. becuase i sound retarted. anyways, i was thinking today, and, perfection. its a simple word, but filled with endless possibilities. perfection is something that people strive for. or, which people think they are. or, what people want to become in the future. in one aspect or another at least. in life nothing is perfect. everything is bent out of shape even the tiniest bit. we may not notice it, but it is. perfection is something people will never reach in life as seen by the whole world at anything. we try to make our life better and better, does that mean we want perfection? and if we have the perfection, what do we do in life? sit there? enjoy it? but what would drive us to get up every day? i dont know. theres always going to be something better, someone faster, someone better, someone prettier (in your eyes), than yourself in one area or another. now, why do people try so hard to be "perfect". the object of perfection is no flaws. right? well isnt perfect just something that you know when YOUR just happy with it? perfect to YOU. becuase one thing may seem "perfect" to you. but someone else always disagrees. there is always going to be at least one person in life that disagrees with you. face it. so why do we strive for perfection in other peoples eyes? everyones opinion is different than the next. so not everyone is going to think you or something is "perfect". i hate that word. its defeats its own purpose. it confuses me, and i guess its jsut something ill have to dwell on. if anyone has any opinions on this subject, please leave me comments. thanks. |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 7th, 2005|01:00 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | melancholy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | party monster | ] |
when friends say "i love you so much blah blah blah lets be friends forever blah blah blah"...its a bunch of shit. its like one week you have a lot of friends and the next they dont even call you. and when you call them, they dont return your calls. its like they all of a sudden DONT want to hang out with you. WTF. it angers me when people say "oh i love you so much blah blah". i mean i dont see myself just ditching people all of a sudden......god people need to fucking get a reality check. |
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| ouch |
[Aug. 6th, 2005|09:56 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  nostalgic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | mix cd | ] |
today was a boring but an eventful day. i contradict myself. almost as much as i repeat myself. haha. i slept, laid out, got my hair done (which looks rad), took out my big gage peircing, put in a smaller one becuase it wouldnt stop bleeding (i know, gross...haha but now it looks good, and doesnt bleed at all haha), talked on the phone, cleaned my room, uhhh got invited to go out...but felt too lazy (tomorrow i guess?), umm yah. jill has no life. ha. <3
i miss fiddler on the roof so much. it took up 90% of my summer time, so now i dont know what i do with myself haha. jk. well kinda. i guess some of us are getting together tomorrow night. sweet. :). i miss you guys so much. love you. <3 |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 6th, 2005|11:22 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | productive | ] |
| [ | music |
| | elliot smith | ] |
i took this from someone....but its so good i just had to... "you change because you do this thing that society has called "mature"...some people "mature" faster than others...some never reach "maturity"...but as we creep from day to day at this steady pace we start to see things differently...we hear things differently...we are affected differently...we like new things...whe dislike things we liked before...we find that we are bothered by things that we used to like...we find ourselves chafing at the restrictions that seemed so reasonable only a week ago...as we encounter new obsticles we learn and change...we adapt...we move on and get over it...or we dwell on the past untill we are satisfied that it will never change...people who used to make us happy will betray us in a way that wouldnt have been a betrayel before but is now...we will form new opinions and change old ones...we will make new friends and burn old bridges...we will make mistakes and hopefully learn from them...but most importantly we will live our lives the way we want to...and about your art...dont worry about what others take from your work...you can never explain it...and someone mite take from your art a different meaning that may change their life for the better...each persons mind percieves reality in strange ways...if we all saw life the same there would be no picaso or vango (as i brutaly butcher their names)...your art is briliant...it is that way because it is you and it is your love...oscar wilde said that "a true artist never puts anything of himself in his work" but thats why oscar wasnt an artist he was a critic...he said that because he had friends who were artists who put their souls into their work and nobody could see...but you put your soul into your work and i guarentee that someone will see...and love it...and see everything of you in your work...and love you." |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 5th, 2005|01:52 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | touched | ] |
| [ | music |
| | saves the day | ] |
ok well i just got home from the beach with christina. it was a really nice day. i saw my friend mikey lifeguarding tower 8. i talked to corey on the phone for a little bit. it was nice. he said he's coming down here in the next week so thats really cool. school starts in like 3 weeks? omg. summer flew by. its pretty retarted. fiddler on the roof made it fly by though. man i love all those kids. everyone was so awsome and i made so many new friends. and the show was amazing too. well yeah, i thought i wouldnt write in this thing every day becuase itd be too much work...but hey i have no life so maybe it'll work. christina just left. this has been the best week ive had in a while becuase we never get to spend time with eachother becuase as i said, she lives in egypt (among some other people i wont name haha<3). but yes shes amazing and if you dont know her, that sucks. i need to clean my room. its messy. i need to take a shower too. i smell. no jk jk. i dont. i just need a shower. im still geting used to this livejournal thing. you must be pretty bored to keep reading my entry. haha. becuase its a bunch of jabberwalkie. christina forgot her saves the day cd so i guess ill put it in and listen to it. i'll give it back to her as soon as i see her again. for the past like 4 days ive been watching scary movies. they are starting to get to me. haha. well anyways, im gonna go take a shower or something and clean my room or something or other. im getting my hair done tomorrow. woopdeedoo. lol. ok bye<3 |
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| my first entryyyyyy |
[Aug. 4th, 2005|11:46 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  anxious | ] |
| [ | music |
| | christina flipping pages of a magazine. | ] |
well ok christina made me get one of these so we can be friends on here. haha. i doubt i will write in it even once a week. but i promise ill do what i can. :]. well shes been at my house for 2 days and i went to her house. cuz you know she lives in like egypt. no jk rancho santa margarita. anyways, well, theres been a lot going on and im too lazy to write it all down. but yeah if you want to know and love me then leave a comment i guess? is that how it works? haha im still new to this whole livejournal thingymabob. gah. ok. well, i guess this concludes my first entry. thanks for listening? haha. <3333 |
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