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Yeah, you. [Apr. 27th, 2004|10:50 am]
[feeling |pissed offpissed off]
[sounds |some shit]

FUCK it dude, god dammit.. just stop
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Whoooooa [Apr. 26th, 2004|10:22 am]
[feeling |lethargiclethargic]
[sounds |mommy talking]

I had nothing to worry about, but it seems as if the pains arent going away just yet. Phychological fucking images that i cant seem to get rid of, are the ones that make my life miserable. Now i realize a few more things so i can finally start. I have a head ache but it has nothing to do with anything.
I left for vegas on friday at about 7 o'clock, and we started off with Guns n' Roses which got my move shaker shaking. I dont think that i would do vegas any other way from now on. Brining my brother was the best idea, he likes to party like me and plainly he is just the awesome-est guy i have ever met.. hah
On friday, we went downtown and i didnt get to our hotel room untill around 4 in the morning. I really like cab drivers, i always want to find out things about them, our last one was an old man who told me on his next two days off he had a bottle of scotch.. to his dome :)
He made me laugh, he smoked cigarettes.
My sisters friend that went was fucking hilarous, she was drunk half the time, drinking bacardi 151 and coke, which i thought was HORRIBLE, but by seeing her it was a party in a glass. All i drank was those huge ass strawberry dacaries that gave me brain freezes before i could enjoy them.
I got to gamble, too. And i won seven dollars and fifty cents! I ended up buying a drink with it but it was still fun as all hell. I got to see two drunk guys brawling, the one guy had this bum looking guy in the phatest choker hold.. i took a picture and i bet the guys were like what the fuck is this chick doing.
I want to go to vegas again soon but with all of my friends, i really want to go for my birthday and if you remember debera lets look into that! yeah.
But, the time has come that i need to go to school, and its windy so smoking a bowl is going to be shady.
i love everyone

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mu ha ha [Apr. 25th, 2004|10:44 pm]
[feeling |fullfull]
[sounds |t.v]

What do people really think about you?
by Raven319
favorite song
Parents thinkYou're an angel
Strangers thinkYou have bigger boobs than Pam
Friends thinkYou smell really bad
Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!
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Fuck you [Apr. 22nd, 2004|09:33 pm]
[feeling |anxiousanxious]
[sounds |fucking.. t.v]

Leaving for vegas in the morning. I need to just relax and take the fucking night life in..

relax, thats all i need to do..
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Good news [Apr. 21st, 2004|09:36 pm]
[feeling |contentcontent]
[sounds |t.v]

Today was really amazing.
All ends to a wonderful stay at vegas for the weekend.
The scary thing is, i can feel it in my bones, i can sense it before it comes.. so many odd things that lead up to one.
I'm begining to let go.
Begining a lot of things, and feelings that havent been erupted in so long. And now, i've noticed that stretch marks are such a beautiful thing. I see so many ugly things transform in my eyes.
Though i still feel the throbing on my face, the pains in my stomach are gone.
And when i come back, i'm sure things will be completely changed. They will open their eyes and see, for the first time like i have just be-gun...
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Hitlers birthday [Apr. 19th, 2004|11:12 pm]
[feeling |lovedintoxicated]
[sounds |piggy-iggy]

I closed my eyes and saw the shadows.
I had been wanting a cd from this band for so long, i thought while holding my white flag. I've never met a bastard before, but you come close to one. You make me bipolar, and watch you die a million times from the theater behind my eyes.
You're a fucking queer, with bright pink pantyhose.
and for some reason, i'm in love with your feet.
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What the fuck is up.. [Apr. 17th, 2004|01:10 am]
[feeling |tiredtired]
[sounds |oprah]

So i've twisted this thought in my head. About my life, how things are working out.
Green valley is right next to a middle school, mount view or some fucking sort. I was reading again outside because i'm the favorite.
I saw the girl in that school thats going to have that static for the rest of her life. As if shes dancing above the clouds in front of her audience of little boys..
standing on a lunch table.
Remember that kid that was the last one to cross the finish line? I saw him too, and i remember him as if i was in class yesterday. And i wonder, what is it that makes these kids conform to their role. I dont know if its their parents, or maybe just a lucky face. This has always bewilderd me. I think about school structure a lot, especially high school. I'm sure that their is good to being in public school systems, but then again i see nothing but fucking termoil coming from these peoples actions during this period of time.
Just some shit..
But now, i've learned to put on that God dammed poker face i'm famous for. But want to fucking know something?
I will hurt you if you give me a the slightest chance
; D

so, its now almost 1:30 and my night ended at 10.
I'm going to bed now and when i wake up,
i will make 100 dollars in less then four hours
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Yeah [Apr. 12th, 2004|09:22 pm]
[feeling |calmcalm]
[sounds |miss america]

the little guy and me

Well, seems as if its just me and, well me, tonight. Sigh, oh well, butt fuck.. i really wanted to go down to the "O.C" and chill with my friends, god dammit.. well i guess i cant feel upset because theres no point, i have to give in sometimes because.. for some reason i have this relationship with my mom. Or maybe what i'm saying is bullshit, hey who knows. I dyed my hair again today, its a bit more red.. making me excited because it actually looks kind of cool since my hair will never truely be anything more then black anymore.
Sometimes i have dreams about this one ex boyfriend.. i dont know why, i guess i could find a few reasons but.. none to discuss.
I had two soft tacos today and yes ladies and Gentleman i made them myself, ohhh ahhh.. *the crowd goes in excitement*
well, i have things to do that i have been wanting to do all day hopefully he will enjoy it.. im lame and i'm dying without my friend
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what up [Apr. 12th, 2004|10:04 am]
[feeling |gigglygiggly]
[sounds |the view.. muuuuh]

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Little guy [Apr. 11th, 2004|11:13 am]
[feeling |contentcontent]
[sounds |lilttle guy]

He's already pooping on me. I guess i have already decided that guinea pigs poop without really meaning to poop on you. Or maybe not, perhaps hes planning each poop to tell me im not a good parent. Well, hes scared dammit.. and it makes me sad because i dont want him to be. I dont want him to run when i pick him up out of his cage. Though he talks to me, i dont know if hes cursing the day i picked him from his papa and brothers. I love him, his name is little guy, and hes the first thing that i really have to keep alive :) besides my fish which are some sort of sturdy machines that love there life. I know its new, but i dont want him to be scared anymore.

Gosh, life is crazy.
So many things have been happening to me, so many different thoughts that make me laugh so fucking hard. My life is this constructed game that i think i'm finally starting gain speed.
God, i am in love.. with so many things, but i'm trying so hard to not fuck it up, to not make it like how life was before. Maybe i am behind.. falling behind without even knowing.
He wont stop yelling at me, i'm surprised how loud he can talk.
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