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chya right, and monkeys might fly out of my butt.
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[09 Jun 2005|11:16pm] |
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its all so unexciting
atleast the flowers are blooming
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[02 Mar 2005|03:57pm] |
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yeah.................
havent updated in a while. im at adriennes ADRIENNE (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) chrash2173) and elias (emcquaid88 ) was here b4...and emily emm11 )is on the phone! whoa what a bunch of lj losers!
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[27 Jan 2005|05:22pm] |
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im at daivs. mikelley, thom, jaime, and daiv are playing risk. wooo hoo. java later and stuff.
he called it MEDICINE how fucking messed up is that?!
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[24 Jan 2005|11:24pm] |
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what wouldu do w/a drunken sailor.../green day! bleh |
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ok, so basically, ive been thinking about him alot. and ive noticed that ive kinda talked about him alot lately also. and its weird to talk about him b/c i feel like im talking about him behind his back sometimes, but he doesnt have a back anymore, so , i guess im not. and i talk about the things that he wouldnt want to be said. and i miss him. and theres nothing i can do. and its so strange to go to his house, and hes not there. and i know there was no blood shared between us, but im told that im alot like him. we have the same loud mouth, say whateverthefucks on ur mind personalities, and i love that i got that trait from him. the reason why im such a bitch is probly b/c he was such an ass. i dreamt about him, and it was so strange it seemed real. and sometimes i think im forgettting him, it weird b/c i dont think about him all the time, so, its like ive forgotten him, and then i feel like shit. and then when i think about the way it happened i feel like shit. i couldve asked him to stop, i couldve visited more. but he was always sick. always. and what was i to do? and i think about how it happened it was so sudden, so insanely random and sudden. i can remember so vividly. hospitalas give me the chills now. and i tried to talk to him. and they keft me alone in the room w/ him, and i tried to talk to him and he would talk back, b/c he was dead. only kept alive by a machine. and i had known that since i first saw him laying there. i was so distraught at all of the visits i had bloody noses most the time. and then i realized life is pointless and nothing really matters.....
ok enough rambling about stupid shit
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ON A HAPPIER NOTE ( i love bry*nfuckingh*ff*rty!)
What would you do with a drunken sailor, early in the morning?
Early, Up she rises, Early in the morning!
Shave his belly with a rusty razor, early in the morning!
Throw him in the hold with the captain's daughter, early in the morning!
Put him in the back of the paddy wagon, early in the morning!
TwoAndTw0isFivE: i say, i bet you would make a master debater
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[05 Jan 2005|07:26pm] |
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mmm pesto!
and im wearing a sweatshit that was previously owned by pat king then stolen by alex and ive had it since like 7th or 8th grade. good times.
SLEEPOVER FRIDAY
BLUEMAN GROUP SATURDAY
YAAAY
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[05 Jan 2005|07:20pm] |
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Are you really that unintelligent? Seriously. I'm a huge fucking bitch, and I hold grudges for fucking EVER. Everyone knows that. So, why would you write about me in your LJ? even one little fucking sentence can get me to bitch mode in two seconds. You must love that I hate you. But, if you really must get me started, here we go:
You're right, completely and utterly correct. I do hate you. I have absolutely no desire to be associated to you, or to even acknowledge your existence.
And for the fucking record, one of your friends told me that you slept with one of your neighbors or something. Not that I really give two shits, but, let's just get that out there. We don't have to use that as an example of how much of a slut you are.
And, again, for the record, I do think that Frank went with you to homecoming to get some ass. But, isn't that why you wanted to go with him? Haven't you said about a million fucking times how much you've wanted to corrupt the kid?
Oh. Yeah. You fucking have.
And didn't I ask you to homecoming first? Wait. Let's think… YEAH I FUCKING DID. And you totally ditched me, and didn't even have the balls to tell me, I think I ended up hearing it from Dave first. So that makes me that bad friend? (You're always the victim awww…)
And why did I also ask Bill to go with us? Because I thought we'd have more fun if he went, it wasn't anything negative, I just wanted our homecoming experience to be *fun* because our dick head boyfriends wouldn't go with us.
Okay, now explain to me how I "claimed him" as my property.
P.S.
I never asked Dave as a date.
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Do you ever get so bored, you wanted to cut off your finger just to see if it would bring excitment?
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