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[28 Jul 2004|10:40pm] |
Post anything that you want and
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A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love.. anything. Even how you feel about me, be brutaly honest... you can tell me how much you hate and/or love me or whatever.
It can be about ANYTHING
Make sure to post anonymously and honestly
Post as many times as you'd like,
Then put this in your LJ to see what others think.
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[28 Jul 2004|08:28pm] |
USING TITLES OF ONE BANDS SONGS: BRAND NEW BECAUSE I CHALLENGE MYSELF.
Are you male or female: Secondary
Describe yourself: Failure By Design
How do some people feel about you: Sudden Death in Carolina
How do you feel about yourself: Mix Tape
Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend: Play Crack the Sky
Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend: The quiet things that no one ever knows
Describe where you want to be: Jude law and a semester abroad
Describe what you want to be: I will play my game beneath the spin light
Describe how you live: Am I wrong?
Describe how you love: No Seatbelt song
Share a few words of wisdom: Good to know that if i ever need attention all i have to do is die
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[28 Jul 2004|10:54am] |
Well, last night I ate a TON. Because I'm fat and have no will power.
But I saw Harry Potter 3. We're going out with Gretchen Becky and Art friday cause theyre here from Cali. until saturday..
yep.
I'm fat/lazy/stupid and I really hate myself.
Here is the plan- I'm going to go on "SUPER-MEGA DIET" and no one can sway me from my decision. Thank you and goodnight. Or rather, good day.
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[27 Jul 2004|05:15pm] |
Well, I've been running again, and I lost 5lbs since I left for maryland.. yep.
Nothing's happened since I last updated, except I cleaned out my desk in my room, and thats SO EXCITING I JUST CANT WAIT TO WRITE ABOUT IT IN EXPLICIT DETAIL.
Ok. The End.
Except tonight I'm going out (more like dragged) with family to see a movie. Should be.. uh.. fun? Or not.
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[26 Jul 2004|02:52pm] |
My birthday is AUGUST 8TH.
So KRISTINA WILL SING ME THE SONG.
I LOVE KRISTINA.
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[25 Jul 2004|12:22am] |
I've been thinking about things a lot lately, and I've come to the conclusion that I suck. Thouroghly and completely.
Of course, Ocean City was amazing. As was stated several times in the past entry, and I know I said I would write more about it. So I shall.
Basically, I was on the beach Saturday-Tuesday all day. I got very freckled, which is unusual. Mandy came Sunday Night until Tuesday Afternoon. Monday we went to Assateague Island and saw wild ponies as we kayaked around the island. It was wonderful. Especially the beach there, the water was so clear, and the waves were so huge, but in a good way, that I stayed in the water for at least a couple hours straight. Mandy and I dove for shells, and Darren found a Conch.
Wednesday the competition started, I watched for a while, and then went parasailing. I went up and looked down at the water, and to my amazement, there was a shark right beneath me. And basically, I'm not sure what you would call it, but massive groups of skates, which are related to sting rays. It was great, and when I was back on the boat dolphins came right up to us. At night there was a birthday party for a ton of people, so I hung out with them, Lauren and I caught some rays at 10 at night, and Cait and I sat in the elevator and had secret time. The next day we went sailing and once again, amazing.
So, friday, big dance day. Results were great, as expected.
Totally Addicted to Bass- High Gold
Hey Pachuko- Platinum, 1st in Catagory, 3rd Teen Lg. Group
Tappin on the Keys- Platinum, 1st Junior Production, Dance Off, Special Award, 2nd Junior Overall
You Me and a Bottle Makes Three- Platinum, 2nd Teen Line
Tiger Woods-High Gold, Costume Award
Ain't Misbehavin'- Platinum, 1st Teen Line, Dance Off, 3rd Teen Overall
STOP THE ROCK- Platinum, 1st Teen Production, Special Award, Dance Off, 1st Teen Overall, APOGEE AWARD (Standing Ovation... Again.)
That was the LAST time to do stop the rock. Mixed feelings about that. So, we totally dominated the competition by winning every catagory except Mini in which we placed 3rd, 4th and 5th in. Go Eleanor's.
Anyways, back to my suckiness, LEAVE CHEERFUL COMMENTS TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER.
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[24 Jul 2004|11:57pm] |
wow, I missed everyone so much, and ocean city was amazing amazing amazing.
just plain amazing.
more later, i'm exhausted now
www.americanartisticawards.com
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[15 Jul 2004|09:22pm] |
I slept from 1-12:45 last night, so today seemed very short.
Well, I woke up, had some minni-wheats, and went online, to be bombarded with requests to go to melissas house, so i called and million people, and then showered and jessica's mom picked me up and we went to melissas, to find shawn dressed up as a girl. He came up the stairs, and something we said made him frown and then one of his boobs (really 2 of melissas wrapped up shirts) fell.
So we went downstairs and molested the fuzzy blanket, renamed te bunny "Holly Michael Pelletier" and talked about calling mr. rockmore. Yup, then I Love the 90s came on and I cheered, we played with the furby and talked to some kid that jessica RANDOMLY KNOWS. Ironic, it certainly was. Yup, so shawn left, we layed around then went upstairs and sat on the floor eating those bbq fritos and chewy bars looking at pictures. then my mom picked up me and jess and we left, and i went home and packed for my dads and came here, then went and played tennis for an hour or so, ate, and went to the library<3 weeee I have books now.
But my dad's being an asshole so I'd rather not talk to him.
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[15 Jul 2004|01:49am] |
well, i'm having difficulty sleeping again, I've watched several movies and read for a while, and yet, NO TYLENOL PM WHICH PUTS ME TO SLEEP.
I probably shouldnt be so dependant on tylenol pm, but i am. so deal.
and my face hurts and my teeth hurt and i have to pee but i'm physically exhausted, and dont want to go upstairs, mentally tired too, i'm just unable to sleep. ugh.
i'm going to attempt putting myself to sleep by reading the earth science text book. this method actually works for others with this stupid nonexistant sleeping ability.
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[14 Jul 2004|04:08pm] |
Hello hello hello.
well, today was fun and full of teeth things, I picked up Lauren, and she came with me to the dentist, then ortho, and at the dentist Jeff let us listen to our tape that we made a while ago.
then when we went to eat at boston chicken, and lauren will take it from here...
From Lauren: hey well at boston chciken jills mom was .like...."jill i like your shorts" and jill goes "i know you do" while she shook her butt several times. then we go back inside to leabve and this older guy was like..could you do that again?
RAPIST? yes i think so. and eddie is so cute and i <3 him.
bye
Back to Jill:
so, as you can see, I've had a traumatic day with all the creepy middle aged guys (AHH) so yup, be nice to me.
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[13 Jul 2004|11:34pm] |
Dear Jessica,
I'm so excited for the book! Ahhh! This is so amazing and I'm so happy now yay! thank you for making me happy and yay weeeeeeeee!!!
love,
Jill
<3
Night
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[11 Jul 2004|10:20am] |
Wow. Camp was amazing.
First off, our cabin was great (mostly). Girls were Megan, Becky and Amy from guilderland, Alicia from schylerville, me and lauren,and some mysterious cheryl who didnt come(more on this later). Then Aunt Kim was our coucelor (every councelors an aunt or uncle there) and Aunt Boo was our swim. They're so cool.
Well, Friday we pretty much got to know eachother, then monday wwe took swim tests and so on, it was really really fun though. And monday night we picked our day trips for tuesday and wednesday. Lauren and I went sailing tuesday, fucking AMAZING. at first charlie brown was on our boat then we got to go out alone, and we sang and had THE BEST TIME EVER. then aunt kelly made us get 10 factas about steve-o/nikko and chris/scott and we did theyre cool, well, steve-o is. chris is kinda smelly. So, we sailed forever and ever and then one of the boats had a hole in it so brittany had to come on our boat and we were like, ":So whats wrong with your boat" then we totally flipped and turtled. I think she was bad luck. Anyways... tuesday night we played goldrush at night and it was so fun. what a great game. then vespers where we sing songs and it was so amazing like everything else.
Went back to the cabin and played mafia for ages, aunt boo was "The Dude". awesome.
So, wednesday we went on paths and paddles, where we canoed and met up with some hikers and sat on the beach for a while, ate lunch, and then waded in the water and dug holes so people would be walking and then fall in and be like.. 2 ft. shorter. then we hiked really fast so we sat on the ground and played mafia and riddles and stuff and drove backt o camp. that night we played lord of the rings which was kinda like gold rush but not as good.. vespers then bed. played mafia AGAIN. and painted nails. then aunt boo read some poems.
thursday lauren and i kayajked, and steve-o was there AGAIN. Stalker. We got to the beach and had discovery time, about god. whats her name the councelor was going to make it last like, an hour, but aunt q was like, "Jesus tells me a storm is coming so we should head back to camp." it was HILAROUS. so we actually did leave and got back really earlyand played 4-square in the sand on the beach witha volleyball. there was the talent show that night and it was cute, uncle jay sang and played on guitar "closing time" and when it said "its closing time, one last call for alcohol so finish your whiskey or beer." he changed alcohol to juice, but left whiskey otr beer and it was funny. Yup, then we went to our cabin areas and sang around the camp fire. lauren, boo, becky and amy and i sang the guys part for one song, and then we went inside and talked for a long time.
Friday, LAST DAY HUUSDHUHUSHUDUhsduh!!!E#@#ONEONE!!
chilled for a while mostly, made thank you cards, tye-dyed and took it out too early, then we had that dress up church thing and we changed the words of the awesome god song to ..
"The Dude, is an awesome dude she reigns the mafia with wisdom power and love our dude is an awesome dude" it was hysterical.
went back to the cabin changed and aunt boo told us she was only 16!! we thought she was 18 and it was weird but cool, got everyones s/n's and sang for a while, it was great, went back to the cabin and read the brontasaurous poem about a THOUSAND TIMES.//
"If I had a brontasaurous,
I would name him horris or morris
but if suddenly he had a lot of little brontisauri
I would change his name to Laurie."
Is that not the most random poem ever????
So, we took a ton of pictures and were all mushy, "I'm gonna miss you and so on"
then saturday we got up late, went to morning watch and breakfast and had the hug circle which was sad because we were leaving, and took some more pictures then went back and cleaned and got picked up after about 10 thousand more hugs but hey most of the girls live close so we can visit!
I'm not even going to go into detail about how you cant escape sluts, EVEN AT GOD CAMP.
Yesterday I went to Jessica's and Kristina and Becca and her cousin cathy were there and it was fun. PS-JESSICA I WANT THAT SWEATSHIRT.
Jess and I tricked all them with our amazing riddles and then we swam and my mom brought over a baby bunny my cat caught and i FINALLY got to see polo and I LOVE HIM EVEN MORE. So, basically it was amazing and I missed everybody here even though I was only gone for a week.
Yay. And now I've got maryland comign up and lauren might come down, mandy probably is, and so is maggie my moms friend. Yay<3
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[02 Jul 2004|11:59am] |
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I love thunderstorms and taking pictures and nighttime and camp fires and Fowler and boys with long hair, and eating a lot, popsicles, and kristina and jessica and lauren and melissa and sarah and robin and all friends and my normal cousins mandy and julie, and my kitten with no name, and laughing, and pictures, and music, and brand new and pavement and alexisonfire, and alkaline trio and dashboard confessional and the mall, and putting in shoelaces at the mall and TJ Max and Marshalls and getting nice clothes and my little black dress and chappelles show, and black and white photos and I LOVE THE 80s, and I LOVE THE 70s, and the strikes backs on VH1 and I'm pretty sure I'll love the 90s too, and i love FRANK SINATRA and the rat pack and the beatles and the sound of music the movie and disney movies and romantic comedies and the show Keen Eddie, little kids most of the time, swimming, jumping on my trampoline, dancing and JOHNNY DEPP and pirates and mermaids and the ocean and swimming in lakes on mountains and grilled cheese with tomato soup frostys from wendies, stewarts chili, and going to the video store with no shoes on, price chopper, my price chopper family, moonwalking, dressing up, the 'catskill game farm, my mom a lot and i guess my dad and brother, writing and reading and watching old black and white movies chopsticks, shoplifting and school most of the time and mrs yerou and mr rockmore and mr mckee and mr nagel and my digital camera, the new community alex and i made for digital photography and the keyboards on laptops and baking cookies and talking and IM and myself 90% of the time and water and breathing especially fresh air and my sister lauren in seattle and buddha and the great escape and universal studios and virginia beach with courtney and national competitions and recitals and gluing rhinestones to our noses and saying theyre nose rings and writing things like these and filling out those annoying surveys you have to put behing lj cuts and the computer store at the mall and the fouton store and singing and singing in the rain and singing in the shower and the movie singing in the rain and swimming in the rain basically everything in the rain, trying to take pictures of lighting and the boardwalk and riding my bike and walking and soccer and skiing and volleyball and sumo wrestling and setting up the sprinkler and having deorerant fights in rite aid with cait and michelle, cait and michelle and sometimes doing overrides and html and trees and camping and canoeing and kayaking and ramen noodles and marilyn monroe and madonna and the marilyn monroe diamonds are a girls best friend dress and new shoes and walking barefoot and stop the rock and all my dance friends and acting and putting on makeup and taking baths at 3:30 am and geico commercials and pepto bismal commecrials not skiing and looking at the stars and jessicas poetry and kristinas desktop backround and rainbows and typing up lists like these and science class and stealing staplers and leaving randsom notes words of the day and amelia atwater rhodes and aubrey and jaguar and the wind and kristopher and nikolas and jessica darling from the books and dougbert and megan mccafferty and gilbert and the song about gilbert and playing tennis and complaining and laying in the sun and the beach and sand and zoolander and jokes and plotting revenge on people who deserve it and being happy and epiphanies and words in general like insoucience and exonerate and just nice words and attempting poetry and reading what i write and live journal and colors and seeing,hearing,and the 5 senses and charlie chaplin and the three stooges and sword fighting and romeo and juliet and the marx brothers and laughing until it hurts and debating and finding synonyms and climbing trees and doing handstand and cartwheels and laying on the grass and the sun and when the moon is orange and light and dark and staying up late and getting up early, dawn and dusk, sunflowers and roses and mice with a scroll button and homestarrunner and fluffy carpets and looking up the meanings of names and making up remixes to songs and long car trips and driving to watertown with my mom and josh and being in love and having a lot of fonts on the copmputer and thesauruses and newpapers and horoscopes and mr rouleau and learning random phrases and different languages and being mean in chinese and writing long run on sentences like this and plants because they give off oxygen and stars and clouds and looking at peoples profiles and away messages and reading song lyrics and singing like a guy and jumping off rocks and cleaning my room sometimes and interior design/fashion and seattle and brocolli with cheese and golden grahams and cinnoman toast crunch and sitting on the kitchen floor watching tv and candles and fire and heat and sleeping with a lot of blankets on and breathing when its cold outside and leaves in the fall and being smart and sighing and drawing and painting and oil pasteling and going to art galleries and playing dress up and pogo sticks and playing games behind courtneys house and courtney and the caimanos and chicken parm pizza and looking out windows in cars pretending your in a movie when theres music playing, realizing that i'm not the only one weird enoiugh to do the window thing that chris p does it too, and playing ping pong, air hockey and foosball, and watching friends and hammocks and loud music and Jay-Z and SNOOP DOG and the one mc hammer song because i'm a freak, and WATCHING ARTHUR IN THE MORNING BEFORE SCHOOL and the safety of middle school and most of my eight grade and seventh grade teachers and summertime and my birthday and pink, and ella fitzgerald and britney spears and gene kelly and dean martin and all the rest and old cds and records and record players and doing really great on tests or in school and passing notes and taking in class and making friends with the teachers and dirt off your shoulders and singing obnoxiously and chorus and art and computers and dvds and making up languages and hanging out with my brother when hes being normal and pondering life especially in the spy museum with jessica and washington dc and alabama and the lesbian joke and running starts on cartwheels and cupcakes with those rainbow things inside and making cakes and going to parties to be totally antisocial and picking blackberries and st patricks day and making up lies and being late to class and sliding on socks on wooden floors and driving in convertables and beanies and i'm going to stop now because theres so many more things i could write but i love loveing things.
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[30 Jun 2004|10:42pm] |
I did realize I'm going to be away at camp for the 4th of July this year. I've known this, and even though its not a big deal, and there will be many many other 4th of July's, I'm going to miss it. I'm just reeking of cliche topics lately, am I not?
I dont know. Its just a great holiday. Usually we, meaning my immediate family and I, spend it with the Fishers, since the rest of our family is awfully screwed up. Its not like Christmas or Thanksgiving, the times I feel terrible and sad about not having a family that can tolerate their differences for even one night. All I'd ask for is one night. Really, its difficult if not impossible for me to recall an event where this happened.
Bringing me to another fun(not: said dripping with sarcasm) subject to put into writing. Today I talked with my mother about Nina, Aunt Nina. She told how Nina used to be very smart, very popular, and a cheerleader. Colleges would write to her practically begging her to attend their school. Then she got involved in drugs and alcohol, moved out at 16 and married a man, meerly another teenager, but one in her "druggie" croud. He beat her and pushed her down stairs regularly. And yet, this still did not impede her dire urge to experiment with other, more illicit and dangerous substances.
Uncle also recieved those letters urging him to grace different colleges' educational environment with his present. Basically validictorian (should ask about this I'm not completely sure.) of his class and star football player.. then enticed by the allure of alcohol he became a drunk, married a woman named Glenda and had two girls, my favorite cousins, who turned out surprisingly normal. He beat Glenda, and whenever Mandy or Julie would have friends over he'd come home drunk and frighten their friends enough to call their parents to go home. Awful, plainly awful. Julie isnt on speaking terms with him anymore, but Mandy is. I cant imagine what a forgiving and loyal person she must be to exonerate such a deed.
With all these, plus the common "Just Say No" classes and lectures, I'm rather sure that I will never allow myself to succumb to the glamor of drugs and/or alcohol.
When did this entry turn into such a family history? Oh well, it sorted out my feelings if nothing else, and that is all thats necessary.
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