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Monday, January 31st, 2005
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| Time: | 5:50 pm. |
| Mood: |  blah. |
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Hm. Hello Livejournal.
I feel the need to write in you as well because I would feel damn lazy if I had this thing and never updated in it. What I would really like to say is:
H.e.l.l.o.E.l.i.s.e. if you even read this, I hope you get that. <3
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Monday, January 17th, 2005
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| Time: | 12:26 pm. |
| Mood: | blah. |
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I had no choice but to hear you
You stated your case time and again
I thought about it
You treat me like I’m a princess
I’m not used to liking that
You ask how my day was
You’ve already won me over in spite of me
Don’t be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don’t be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn’t help it
It’s all your fault
Your love is think and it swallowed me whole
You’re so much braver than I gave you credit for
That’s not lip service
You are the bearer of unconditional things
You held your breath and the door for me
Thanks for your patience
You’re the best listener that I’ve ever met
You’re my best friend
Best friend with benefits
What took me so long
I’ve never felt this healthy before
I’ve never wanted something rational
I am aware now
I am aware now
Hm. There's nothing really else to say. I've lost the will to complain about anything because honestly, Ive got nothing to complain about. What's the point of having a deadjournal or a livejournal these days? There is none.
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Tuesday, January 11th, 2005
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 | You scored as Rock/Metal. your music style is rock/metal. you like it loud and crazy. you love to rock out.
Rock/Metal | | 81% | Rap/Hip Hop | | 58% | Jazz | | 56% | Pop | | 53% | Rock/Pop | | 44% | swing | | 31% | Punk/Emo | | 28% | R&B | | 6% | </td>
whats your style of music?
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| You are 18% geek |  </td><td valign="top">OK, so maybe you ain't a geek. You do, at least, show a bit of interest in the world around you. Either that, or you have enough of a sense of humor to pick some of the sillier answers on the test. Regardless, you're probably a pretty nifty, well-rounded person who gets along fine with people and can chat with just about anyone without fear of looking stupid or foolish or overly concerned with minutiae. God, I hate you.</td></tr>
Take the Polygeek Quiz at Thudfactor.com
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Sunday, January 2nd, 2005
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Friday, December 24th, 2004
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I'm tired, no use in coming here to write about anything. I'm all out of things to say at the moment.
| You scored as Christian.
Christian | | 85% | Buddhist | | 75% | Catholic | | 70% | Anarchist | | 60% | Cult | | 20% | Jewish | | 20% | </td>
Religion
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Tuesday, December 14th, 2004
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I always update my deadjournal before I come over here to explain myself in this one. Most of the people who read my deadjournal know nothing of my existence in the LJ community. I must say, I like the living better than thte dead. Anywho, on to the point:
The whole idea of someone actually wanting to be the slightest bit serious with me is breathtaking. The idea of being in that sort of relationship with him is absolutly euphoric. I guess it's one of those times in my life when I am completely content with everything and I am loving the way everything is, because I love my relationship with him.
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Sunday, December 12th, 2004
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| Time: | 8:57 pm. |
| Mood: |  anxious. |
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It must be the truth. The boy really did miss me, and now, I'm enjoying every second I get to spend with him. The more I learn about him, the more I like him, and for me, that's a good feeling. Tonight is a strange night. I made cookies with my mom and claudio came over and he had a good time with us. Which is good because, if my mom had a good time, it means my mom likes him.
I got allie and claudio their christmas presents, and I think allie will like hers and I hope on everything that claudio likes his. Both are very creative and interesting. ;)
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Wednesday, December 1st, 2004
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The words "I miss you" blinked onto the screen like a flickering light. Very dark and dreary at first, only to brighten up and make it easier to see. It's one of those moments that you're heart stops, and the only thing you can do to remember to breathe is.. slowly respirate in and out, hoping that somehow, you're breathing returns to normal. That's how I felt. My insides got twisted and I wanted to pinch myself to see if it were real or fake. Fake. I had to convince myself that it was fake. If it were real, it could only mean the worse for a vulnerable girl, falling head-over-heals for a boy who was only playing with her heart. There was only one other choice. What if it was real? A true statement, sent from his heart in the spur of a moments romance? Could it be, that through all of the mistakes made and all of the crazy days, he somehow missed me? What if I'm just over analyzing the whole situation and now, I'll never know because I'm not worthy of holding that information in my heart without getting hurt, somehow.
It's funny the way it it all works out sometimes.
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Monday, October 4th, 2004
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| Time: | 6:16 pm. |
| Mood: |  dorky. |
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Wow. I think I completely forgot that I have this thing. Out of my three journals, I love this one the most. It's a pure reflection of me. I've fallen in love with this band, Deathcab for cutie and I'm falling back in touch with my old underground roots. I guess David provoked it, when he talked about Coheed and Cambria on the bus on the way home from six flags. I'd heard of them, but.. I guess I just didn't know who they were at the time and I felt so out of the loop, especially since I used to be so into this kind of music. And, I've found that I still am, I just lost touch in trying to be something that I'm not. That's the one thing I especially like about being in youth group, about being so in touch with god. I don't have to be someone I'm not because no matter who I am, the religion, god, excepts me for who I am. It may be corny to you, but for me it's something that I hold close to me, and cherish.
I bought my homecoming dress, tickets and my brother is coming home this weekend, but still it feels empty for me. No offense to travis, because I do love him, but I feel like.. maybe I shouldn't even be going, that instead I should go do something fun and outrageous, as opposed to conforming and agreeing to go. I guess that's what I feel like I'm doing. Everyone else is going, why shouldn't I, right? WRoNG. I mean, I know it's self-imposed pressure, but I feel that it's like someone else is forcing me, although no one is. It's a weird emotion. I think all this music is getting to my head again.
Hm. Good observation. I've fallen in like from afar again, but, it's one of those things where I know although I could have a chance, I don't want to get all wrapped up in one night of fun with one guy. It really is funny the way the world works sometimes, because you think you've got everything figured out, and then something better comes along, something that completely changes your perspective on the way things were before.
I've spent the last couple of days thinking a lot about danny. -shrug- I guess it's safe to say that I've spent a lot of days thinking about danny, and although he's important to me, it's impossible for me to hang out with him without being influenced to do something that I shouldn't. I dunno. It's weird. I know it's not his fault, in fact, it's most definatly not his fault, but he brings out the free-spirited, rebellious me. So do a lot of people now-a-days, strangely enough. The guy that I was just talking about does too, but in a more positive way.
I've decided that I'm a junior and although junior means CRACKING DOWN, it also means good time and enjoy the rest of your "YOUTH" because my youth won't last much longer. When college rolls around I'm gonna have to crack down on math and artsie stuff, and I really can't have distractions like the friends I have now in my way.
WoW. I can't stop typing.
Oh there we go. ; )
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