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[29 Oct 2002|12:42am] |
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Well... its been insane...I dont go to bed until 2 every night.. Im running on ... I dont know. We all got sick from the food this morning... so all I had all day was the bowl of morning sickness. I still have it now. My heart is doing crazy things. yikes.
I found out my best friend from grade school is selling her house. It made me kinda upset because she lived on the street I first lived on. We had so many memories and I think the whole thing made me upset because I just see how life changes and.. god i dont know. It just sucks.
Its so trite but its true... time goes by so fast. it seems like I was just there.
The guy I'm "seeing" is so dark and strange yet her pulls me in. He's intimidating and frightening, yet not. I dont know. He 's not my usual type... maybe thats a good thing.
The girls and I are getting dressed up as sexed up Disney characters for Halloween. I chose the ever popular Tinkerbell... yet have managed to leave out the sexed up part. I was making wings tonight and I was sautering them together and metal and hot glue and wire was everywhere. Pure insanity. I can't wait.
Time for bed. jesusmaryandjoseph.
*I'm told I say "fuck" excessively
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| Alone |
[10 Oct 2002|01:26am] |
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Me and Amy are here... and although we are not techinically alone... we are alone...my flirtting techniques tonight were fruitless, and the guy I am trying to rid myself of is pursuing me endlessly. I need to go to bed because my eyes are shutting. fuckin a.
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| Wet Cat |
[26 Sep 2002|10:49pm] |
So its pouring buckets and of course this is the one day Im out the most. Had a visitor ;) so I couldnt accomplish what I wanted to. But its ok, "good times". Me and Amy got ice cream and now I feel sick. I feel sick after everything I eat lately. Hm...well the new roommate situation is ab fab. 100% better. She's nice and clean and good.
No class til 12:30 tommorrow so Im using every hour to be crazy and stay up.. even though we had a fire drill at 7:30 this morning and the poor Moore girls were forced to stand outside in their pajamas in the cold. No fun. Somehow I was able to have a sense of humor about it, even though I was pissed and tired.
I love school. I can't believe I can say that but thats how I feel. No matter how much work I have or how hrd something is, I still love it. I hope I feel that way for the next four yrs.
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| Holy fuck |
[17 Sep 2002|06:54pm] |
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So I am in my room tonight, getting my sleep on, until my roommate comes in and makes a complete ruckus and wakes me up. So she doesnt know I'm awake, Im just laying there, and her phone rings . Shes all,"Oh you got here fast blahblahblah" and I could hear her friend say "I wanna come up, I wanna see your roomate" like Im a fucking spectacle. So shes like "Shes fucking sleeping." I was so fucking pissed, I was gonna come out swingin. On top of the fact that today, as I looked over on her bulletin board of a picture of her and some guy and under it it said "You can't sleep with this one you slut- your worst nightmare" WHAT THE FUCK! MOOOOOOOOOVE BITCH GET OUT THE WAY... what am I living with... thank GOD she's out by this weekend.
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| Holy fuck |
[17 Sep 2002|06:50pm] |
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So I am in my room tonight, getting my sleep on, until my roommate comes in and makes a complete ruckus and wakes me up. So she doesnt know I'm awake, Im just laying there, and her phone rings . hes all,"Oh you got here fast blahblahblah" and I could hear her friend say "I wanna come up, I wanna see your roomate" like Im a fucking spectacle. So shes like "Shes fucking sleeping." I was so fucking pissed, I was gonna come out swingin. On top of the fact that today, as I looked over on her bulletin board of a picture of her and some guy and under it it said "You can't sleep with this one you slut- your worst nightmare" WHAT THE FUCK! MOOOOOOOOOVE BITCH GET OUT THE WAY... what am I living with... thank GOD she's out by this weekend.
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| I Dislike You... Strongly |
[16 Sep 2002|11:07pm] |
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I neded a night like tonight like I needed a hole in the head. Tonight was the big meeting with my RA and my roommate. It was interesting, to say the least. I basically came in there not knowing what to expect and leaving with a fuck this shit/whatever happens happens attitude. So we talked about the situation at hand an drudged up all the old shit.. why we were in this mess at the first place... and manged to divulge facts that were previously unknown to me... such as my roommate like, hates my very existance. She said flat out "I really dislike you"=hate. Ha. I couldn't have given 2 shits but I was all "Well you can feel how you want... I don't hate you, I just don't think we can live together." So we argued over who had to move out, not even verbally, more of a silent fight. I would not budge, I could have sat in that room all fucking night. So finally she caved and she's moving out (I think) tommorrow. I think this will be good, especially for my current stressed condition. The whole discussion didn't faze me, yet brought her into a crying frenzy. I didn't expect her to start bawling...whoa buddy... so of course she got the pity from all outsiders and I left the car wreck unscorched. I went up to Wawa to get change for my laundry, mingled a bit, and got a refreshing shower. I am currently going to make up some tea and get my paint on. Oh, and I got a "someone has a crush on you" email. Oh baby.
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| My Body Aches For You |
[14 Sep 2002|10:07am] |
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So yeah, last night was fucking weird as hell. At 9:30ish me and Amy decide to hit up St Joes University, but we have no fathomable clue how to get there. So we find a train going to that town and somehow find the campus. We were going on pure luck. We find her friends and hang around different dorms and so, ohmygod, BOYS!!! Everyone else is chill and Amy and I are flipping out at the site of them. The best was when we were leaving a dorm room and a FLOOOOD of gorgeous guys come out from the room across the way. Speechless. Amy and I decide to venture off minus her friends and end up at some pizza place where we proceed to check out more fine guys and talk to 2 juniors there... who thought we were juniors...ha. We decide we want to take the 2:15 tolley back. 1) We have never taken the trolley 2) We had no idea where the trolley was and 3) We had to risk our lives to find it. I guess we had to have known it was a bad idea when we walked 10 blocks in the WRONG direction. So it takes us about an hour of fucking scary ghetto walking to actually find this rundown piece of machinery. As we start heading back towards the city, the oddest people get on. The first guys who got on sat behind us. Amy was on her phone so of course he talks to me. He has a tear running down the side of his face and he has a toothless smile. "You date?" "What?" "You date?" "Uh, I have a boyfriend." EWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!! The train starts to smell like saurkraut and it feels like the air is starting to be sucked out of the trolley. I can feel my heart start to race and either I passed out or fell asleep for a few seconds. I think I passed out becaue it was basically a black out and I couldn't breathe. Amy and I made it back to school alive at 3:45.
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| We Heart Dogs |
[12 Sep 2002|07:56pm] |
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I have been so busy its insane. I haven't had time to do anything for myself. I can't remember the last time I watched TV. I can see why they didnt put cable in the rooms. We would all fail. Not like I have time for it anyway. But still. The comfort.
Tonight the girls are hitting the club, hardcore. Good stuff.
Me and this girl, Amy, in the dorm next to mine decided to start a dogwalking business since we couldn't find a job. I made these mini flyers and they are so funny looking. I made an email "we heart dogs", such cheese. But the whole idea is brilliant, if I do say so.
Amy and I are in the basement computer lab and there is this adult night class in here and this gorgeous guy is right next to us and I looked over and he shot me this heart stopping smile. Oh baby oh baby, if you only knew...
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[01 Sep 2002|12:08pm] |
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Last night has proven to me that there are some FREAKY people out there. I can't even elaborate because the thought of it makes me want to crawl out of my skin in disgust.
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| The Room is Spinning |
[29 Aug 2002|03:57pm] |
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Oh jesus mary and joseph...college is fucking weird as hell. I don't know what to make of it. thus fair it feel like elementary school for adults. I like it, but I think I would like it more if I didn't have this wicked cold coming on and the weather wasn't so lousy. Surprisingly, I miss having family around. I guess I didn't really expect that. I miss having my own room. it sucks when your roommate has people over at 3:30 in the morning being loud and psycho with the fucking flourescent lights on. Mother of god, give me a break.
And on top of it all- my "boy crazy" self has probably seen a total of maybe 10 guys in the last week. I am ITCHING for some scenary of the male kind. I hope the rest of the year isnt like this.
And money sucks.
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| Ready to Biz-ounce |
[23 Aug 2002|11:26am] |
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My last full day at home...the time has come for me to bust outta this town. Its kind of weird, I don't know why, I feel like we're all in the army being shipped out. In some ways I'm gonna miss everyone...but for the most part I'm sick of this scene.
I guess I'm a little more scared than I thought I would be, but thats only because college is so hyped.
Of course I can't go a week without having some off the wall thing happened. Last night I actually hung out with Harry and his friend Mike and somehow we ended up at this guy Sean's apartment. His apartment is straight out of the movie Go (the drug dealer's). So I'm sitting there scared and stuff and he's telling me he wants to see my ID and how I come off as a "morally directed" girl... from that point he goes off on some morality tangent. Amongst other things he talks about everything from heroin to terrorists to underage girls. From this I also learn the man is 42!!! Holllly shit, get me out of this place. Earlier that day me and my Dad had to hit up the dreadful DMV for a state ID. The first time they wouldn't even give me the time of day because I didn't have a state issued birth certificate. So we go home and find it and drive back to the DMV and proceed to wait there for 3 hours. As I'm getting my picture taken I somehow manage to F-up the first 2, and on my 3rd try the computer breaks and I think its funny ("Oh I'm so ugly I broke the camera.")
LESBO COLLEGE HERE I COME WAHOOOOOO!!!!
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| Where Do I Go From Here |
[19 Aug 2002|10:16pm] |
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I just got back after spending 5 days at my mom's. I come home w/ a verbal message that supposedly "everybody" called me, and my dad just threw out the written messages. Way to be.
Kim and I hung out with the guys we met in North Carolina on Friday. We were in heaven (I know it sounds pathetic but its true). We hung out with them until the last train left at 11:35. We must be psychotic- taking a train home from some unknown town into Philly and back home. Okay, I know I'm going to be living there in 5 days, but Kim and I could not protect ourselves from an 8 yr old.
This is how I can tell Kim and I are old and burnt- my mom left us to go down the shore for 3 days and we did not A) have any parties
B) sneak any guys in or c) conduct any sort of illegal activity whatsoever. WE SUCK!!!
One of the strangest things of the summer has to be the nummerable occasions in which a complete stranger has asked if we're twins. On the way home from visiting the North Carolina guys some half drunk guy said, "Now you girls HAVE to be twins-word is bond."...? And some woman in Express swore we were twins. I could rattle off half a dozen other times but it definately gets repeatitive.
I'm scared (suprisingly) about moving on Saturday, probably mainly because of the whole roomate situation and the mess I sort of got myself into. I'm still back and forth on the guilty scale with that one. I'm also terrified about the immense debt I am going to be in this year. And work? When was the last time I did homework? I don't even think I remember how to study. I'm in a shit hole of luck.
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| Missing You Missing Me |
[14 Aug 2002|02:56pm] |
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I am really depressed, mostly because I have vacation withdrawl. North Carolina was the best vacation I've been on thus far, hands down. It had all the elements of a quality movie, love, crime/the "Man"/family/horror/humor/ trauma and drama. I loved every second.
Now here I am...at home... with the realization that college is coming at an abrupt pace and I'm getting freaked out. Uh... just found out that I have to come up with $4000 out of pocket for books and supplies for this year because the 'rents thought it would be a good idea not to include it in my loan. Plus I have to pay interest every month. The debt is piling on already. Was this really a g\ood idea?
Last night I slept over Miss Kimmy Dekraft's. We were supposed to tie dye, but could not find anything to dye. Big disapointment. Instead we wound up buying smiling cookies and watching Ferris Buehler's Day Off, lame to some...excitting to us. Ah... it's all downhill from here.
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[30 Jul 2002|11:58am] |
N.C in 3 days, I can't fucking wait. Good stuff. Summer is halfway over.
Its strange, ever since I've changed my hours at work I've been getting paid less. Now i KNOW I dont take off every week. Instead of getting paid for 30 hrs, I'm getting paid for like, 23. Now thats some hardcore BS.
Nothng has really been going on. Might be going to the beach on Thursday but thats it. Yeah...
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| I Need a Mop for This Mess |
[27 Jul 2002|10:53am] |
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"still not a playa"- incubus |
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Things are ridicously not in my favor. Everyday a new piece of horror is revealed. Eh...it is MY life...so its not really that surprising.
Went out with Kimmy D last night. We bulldshitted the entire time and exchanged funny stories. We ran into Adam, Jerry Dickhead, and Tenacious D "aka" Kyle. Then Harry. Oh my night was complete.
This 12:00 curfew is killing me... everyone knows the action starts after 1!
I told Michele the other night how I thought I could make myself insane, literally, and sometimes I thought I was really going crazy, like how I had a moment in Heather's car where I felt a combination of that new Moby video and that scene in Go where the guy is on E in the supermarket. Sounds crazy, yes, but it happened, I swear.
Today my agenda is open to a few choice possibilities. Fabulous.
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| I Need a Mop for This Mess |
[27 Jul 2002|10:53am] |
Things are ridicously not in my favor. Everyday a new piece of horror is revealed. Eh...it is MY life...so its not really that surprising.
Went out with Kimmy D last night. We bulldshitted the entire time and exchanged funny stories. We ran into Adam, Jerry Dickhead, and Tenacious D "aka" Kyle. Then Harry. Oh my night was complete.
This 12:00 curfew is killing me... everyone knows the action starts after 1!
I told Michele the other night how I thought I could make myself insane, literally, and sometimes I thought I was really going crazy, like how I had a moment in Heather's car where I felt a combination of that new Moby video and that scene in Go where the guy is on E in the supermarket. Sounds crazy, yes, but it happened, I swear.
Today my agenda is open to a few choice possibilities. Fabulous.
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| I'm Dieingggggggg |
[30 Jun 2002|01:40pm] |
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My sister show'd me this email she got and its kind of strange...something to think about
"I had a thought just now. Maybe you’ll find it useful. Everybody is waiting for the end to come, but what if it already passed us by? What if the final joke of Judgment Day was that it had already come and gone and we were none the wiser? Apocalypse arrives quietly; the chosen are herded off to heaven, and the rest of us, the ones who failed the test, just keep on going, oblivious. Dead already, wandering around long after the gods have stopped keeping score, still optimistic about the future. I guess if that’s true, then it doesn’t matter what you do we shoudl live ourlifes how ever we want cause u never know"
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| Nice to Meet You At the Same Time I Live |
[22 Jun 2002|07:53pm] |
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See what drug you are.
Went to the city today to get a little haircut. What looked good in the beginning turned out to be a total mess. Fabu. I think once I add my own touch I'll be in the clear. Met up with my sister there and she introduced me to this cool tiny sushi place. We had this huge meal and just talked. Then we beat each other up and threw each other into buildings. Regardless of the fabulous time I had, I kept lookin in reflections and my wacked out hair hoping it didn't look as bad as I thought.
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| Nice to Meet You At the Same Time I Live |
[22 Jun 2002|07:45pm] |
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See what drug you are.
Went to the city today to get a little haircut. What looked good in the beginning turned out to be a total mess. Fabu. I think once I add my own touch I'll be in the clear. Met up with my sister there and she introduced me to this cool tiny sushi place. We had this huge meal and just talked. Then we beat each other up and threw each other into building. Regardless of the fabulous time I had, I kept lookin in reflections and my wacked out hair hoping it didn't look as bad as I thought.
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