| oh em gee |
[09 Mar 2008|07:11am] |
It's been two years.
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LATA!
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[09 Aug 2006|02:57am] |
im updating!!!
and thats it.
in yo face to outer space with some mace thats the place to...eat...some...paste?
reecrest out.
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| A Squa Squa Squa |
[13 Jul 2005|07:00pm] |
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So here I am at 8 AM. I haven’t gone to sleep yet. My sleeping pattern is backwards basically.
Go to sleep at like 9 or 10AM…wake up at 7PM.
I’m going to try and fix it today by staying up the whole day and getting all tuckered out by a normal bed time. Hopefully it works, wish me luck :D
Anyways, the reason for this entry was that I was bored out of my freaking mind so I started to snoop around old junk in my room that I put away thinking I’ll use/need it later. (run on sentence much?) I think that I’m secretly a pack rat. While searching I came across a few things.
First, a picture of me and my junior prom date. Aww.
Second, a letter that was written to me a few years ago by an old friend. She was probably one of the most interesting people I have ever known to date.
Here’s a little bit of the letter:
“Hey…
I’m sitting outside a farking library. Since I didn’t need a park or the city today, I figured ‘Hey…the library’s quiet’. So, here I am…and it’s closed. Apparently there is something wrong enough in the world to where a NY library wouldn’t be open on a Wednesday ‘til one effing PM. Now I’m sitting in one’a the island’s many mini-parks (a triangle w/8 trees & a bench). At least it’s better than being across the street looking dumber than I probably am. Omg. Some weird guy chompin’ on’a bagle almost sat in here with me! So, I had a conversation with “God”:
“Oh, please God…c’mon…”
“No, really. Keep him walking…”
“Thank fucking jesus Christ! Oh, and God.”
“No, YOU’RE the best…”
“No, YOU.”
I swear I pointed at the sky when I said that, too. I wonder if people ever see me laughing/talking to myself. I try to make sure they don’t but it probably doesn’t work…”
And the letter goes on to stuff that most wouldn’t understand thus I didn’t include it. Actually, most probably wouldn’t understand what is going on anyway, but I thought it was funny so here it is :)
I’m going to my father’s tomorrow I think. I’ve noticed something interesting. Every time something really good happens to me. Something really bad happens soon after. Why is that? Hrm…
Something good needs to happen soon.
I’m starting to get discouraged.
*edit* ignore the time. i did write this at 8AM. my internet connection was being a fag so i couldnt post it till now. now move along. nothing more to see here. ^-^;;
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| FRIENDS ONLY |
[17 Mar 2005|12:39pm] |
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FRIENDS ONLY HO BAGS! O_O! x_X
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