| lj code |
[Feb. 24th, 2004|09:43 pm] |
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Does anyone have an lj code?? Pour moi?? *cheesy cute smile and puppy eyes* |
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| one, two, one, two... peace, war, war peace |
[Dec. 5th, 2003|06:13 pm] |
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I'm fucking screwed. |
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| i really like this one... please |
[Dec. 3rd, 2003|06:13 pm] |
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This entry is addressed to everyone and anyone who is reading this post. I want you to post anything
that you want. Anything at all. Post a short story, a poem, a thought, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love declaration, a song I should download, a film I should see, a recipe i should make, a photograph you'd like to share, a question you want me to answer, you can tell me what you think of me, or something random on your mind - anything.
Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice, or as many times that you'd like, and then cut & paste this into your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ) have to say. I want you to post anything that you want.
This is one of the quizzes i actually like, maybe because it isn't a quiz at all. Just a comment. Mine is: I just made 48cupcakes and if you want one, you'd better do this |
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| please? *puppy dog face* |
[Dec. 3rd, 2003|12:27 pm] |
1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
2. Am I loveable?
3. How long have you known me?
4. When and how did we first meet?
5. What was your first impression?
6. Do you still think that way about me now?
7. What do you think my weakness is?
8. Do you think will get married?
9. What makes me happy?
10. What makes me sad?
11. What reminds you of me?
12. If you could give me anything what would it be?
13. How well do you know me?
14. When's the last time you saw me?
15. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
16. Do you think I could kill someone?
17. Describe me in one word.
18. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?
19. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
20. Are you going to put this on your journal and see what I say about you?
Who wants to do it? I think YOU do! Please fill this out about me, it would make my day |
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| peace |
[Nov. 12th, 2003|05:09 pm] |
peace slowly manefests itself into war, and things get yelled and misinterpreted, and shit has been read that shouldn't be for your eyes...
even if they are beautiful, beautiful eyes.....
Friends only from this point forward.
Leave a comment here, and I'll add you if I like you, the same old, same old deal. |
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| hella shit damn |
[Nov. 12th, 2003|04:55 pm] |
Okay, well I'm really tired. But I've slept all day, so meh.
It's really hard to hate your parents. Or one of your parents, or dislike them. It's shit to tell you the truth, but when they treat you like shit to, I guess it's okay. I mean, as a parent your not allowed to humiliate your kid so you feel better. Or dicuss adult matters with them. What the fuck? And my dad is the worst, because he flip-flops into being this awesome Dad and role model figure into the asshole pretenious stuck up hurtful creep. And it tricks me into likeing him, then he defys that, and i'm all hurt again. With my parents it's this awful mind-game battle that I never win in, and just end up getting hurt. It's less then two years now, I just have to keep remembering that. But it's really hard to disliek your parents, hate them even, so hard.
Alright, crushes are stupid and missing people is even stupider. It happens though, and i'll have to get through that people.
I'm goign to go eat something and sleep now, i'm thinking about quitting pot for a month, to get my head clean. Maybe, but i might forget. |
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| burg |
[Nov. 10th, 2003|08:37 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Jimi Hendrix - ? | ] |
Today I only had main lesson. That means i only had school unill 11:30. Then no school, we were all supposed to help set up for the candlelight fair tomorrow, but i wasted the time avoiding teachers, riding around on dollies, and playing duck duck goose.
Then we smoked Baptiste in the bomb shelter. That's an awesome awesome place, it's so much fun, ah well. Baptiste didn't talk really much, but he did walk around with a huge smile on his face, and laughed at fucking everything. it was so great. Baptiste is crazier then me, and I'm glad I took the time to get to knwo him better. He's the entertainment of my life, he's replaced tv. haha.
And then we ditched school and saw the Matrix, which is so religious and is such a comedy movie. Hannah and Laura and I laughed our way through it hardcore.
Oh, and I have a new crush. Not at my school or anything and it's pure stupidness. And one of my good good friends, so not so smart, but enjoyable all the same.
I really tired, and i have to work so hardcore tomorrow. It's okay though, it's with fun people. Mitch is suspended for 10 days, and therefore grounded. For suspected trafficking of pot. Fuck.
Damn pot-heads, they grow to be so stupid. And that includes me as well. |
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| hashis |
[Nov. 8th, 2003|04:14 pm] |
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| | crappy | ] |
Today suck major balls. Holy shit.
Last night I went to the Opera right? And Silas and Kate and Baptiste drove down and parked at Carla's. Then we took the TTC to Roy Thompson Hall. Anyways, we were half an hour late because the streetcar shut down in the middle on the trip there. We got in and everything, but we were late.
Today, Mrs.McMaster sat us down for a talk, about how this was wrong. Fucking hell, it's our problem if we half-miss the show. I understand where she is coming from, but half of this shit isn't her buisness. So anyways, she droned on about how her trust in us was hurt and how she thought we were scamming her and all this bull. I mean, she's a teacher, if we fuck up it's now her fault. But at Waldorf they all take it as their fault, and it's so annoying. I mean, I went there because they care, but I hate the fact that the care is smothering sometimes. And instead of having 20 new teachers, it seems like I have 20 new parents. I was really upset about all of this and it made me consider why I came to Waldorf.
So I ended up having a crappy day, even though i did only have to be at school at 9:30. I really dislike when shit like that happens. They just need to guild us and if we make fucking mistakes it's our own fault |
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| the world as we know it |
[Nov. 6th, 2003|06:02 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  productive | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Dave Matthews Band - Crash | ] |
I didn't go to school today, instead I sat at home and thought. Last night, i had a conversation with T-Dawg about the world. Mostly about how it's crap, and what we've come to. It was nice to talk to someone who cared, because I've realised that not a lot of people do. I can't talk all that much, but still, we're all caught in the moment and that's a beautiful thing. But we also all know what's going on aroudn the world, and we sit here and let it happen.
Why dont' we try and change it? Maybe because we're all okay sitting here in our warm beds and eating all day, and we forget, that some people dont' have it that good. Personally, I say screw that.
And another question to ask is why is everyone lying? When did it become okay to lie. Personally I think it's when were little kids, we're not praised for telling the truth. It dosen't catch everyone's attention. I exaggerated so much in my younger years, and hell, I got peoples attention. I got them going "wow" and "that's awesome", and i guess that gradually progressed into lying somehow. My main point is though, when i told the truth, unless i was caught lying beforehand, I didn't impress people. And the thruth shoudl impress people, otherwise it's never ever going to win.
Anyways, I have decided to be all perfect and pretentious now, and try and make a diference. I realised my school is part of Amnesty International, and we dont' have a club. So I'm going to start one. The only problem is I have no idea how to start one, so I'll just meet with Michelle tomorrow, and I've already written up a proposal.
I just hope people join.....
Oh, and i also feel really bad about looking into all of you lives. And hardly talking to you, because I already sort of know what's going down because of this stalker's best friend contraption I have here. So I'm sorry, and if you want more of me then my thought and eyeballs, please talk to me, cause i miss so many of you |
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| head bomb |
[Nov. 5th, 2003|11:10 am] |
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| |  sick | ] |
I have been so sick for the past three days. Eugh.
And I'm still sick. Maybe I shoudl stop being such a smoker-head for awhile. See if that cleanses my body right out.
I really like Drama. Except for the awkward scenes, but i will get over that. Volleyball is starting next week. And so is photography and the black room, mais, i have to attend on opera that day. So sad.
I'm still so sick, and i missed Mitch's house party. Oh, crud on a popsicle stick. I do not care. |
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| stress |
[Oct. 31st, 2003|10:59 pm] |
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| |  frustrated | ] |
Um. I had a crap day. I'm failing math (no surprise), and i got another failed test back. And I just don't get it, at all. Then I had crap English where Mrs.McMaster was such a bitch, it was insane how bitchy she was. Anyways it made me feel like crap. Then in yearbook, Mr.Shulbeck didn't understand shit, and he wouldn't listen. Well, he did the stupid okay I understand thing, where he dosen't understand at all and didn't listen at all to what you were saying. And we explained shit to him for the whole fucking period. Then I left for Bronze Medallion, which, to only good part of my day, I PASSED! It wasen't hard at all, so that made me feel smart.
I'm sick of school though, I want to go and travel and learn shit myself. I want to go do crazy art shit and be inspired. Self-Education all the way, baby.
Also I need to talk to Mitch and see if he got my pot, but he dosen't seem to return fucking phone calls. Or come over when you say he can. Messed up. I should quit for awhile anyways. I'm stupid and all I do is paint pictures |
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| party down |
[Oct. 30th, 2003|08:58 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  high | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Automatic Stop - The Strokes | ] |
Days off are fun.
I'm doing nothing but carrying onto the sweet, sweet feeling of baking in the morning. And soy milk coffee second hand CD stores. Oh, stroke me. I'm going to dance until my room's on fire. I get money, and a delivery of old school pottery. Tomorrow, tomorrow won't cum. Not when I'm like this; alone is a substantial feeling. Only a cat gets in my way. Hip hop until we drop. I'm walking around this naked. Yeah, that's right. Yes.
See my shadow grow. I'm mirrored right. |
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| ass rape |
[Oct. 30th, 2003|02:14 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | awake | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Pearl Jam - Redemption Song (cover) | ] |
I haven't written in here in awhile. And yes, three or so days is awhile for me.
Halloween was fun, and such things. I've been busy, busy, busy. Shane didn't call me yesterday for the Rocky Horror Show, and that made me quite sad. So we didn't end up going.
I have tomorrow off. Ha! to all you suckas who don't. I had Friday off as well.
I miss people, I think they should all come to my house, and we could have a mad cuddling party. I like old crushes who pop up now and again. Oh, me liking too many guys, and nothing happening with any of them. It's what happens with me, but that's alright. I'm not minding it right now.
I've slept for so long. And I may just sleep again. Sarah, I miss your ass. And Ev, I miss your ass too. So many other people. Bah, I'll ahve a party soon |
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| home sweet fucking home |
[Oct. 24th, 2003|02:01 am] |
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| | aggravated | ] |
i need an out. you used to be mine. i dont' liek you anymore, i have NONE! Nothing to beilve that I can get away from this, cause i can't. I hate this house and these people and fucking hell two years is a very long time.
I decided they only talk to me, and when they talk to each other it's about concerns for me. I either need to leave for awhile, so they can concentrate on each other and not use me as an excuse for the failing marrage. Or they need to go away on a vacation, and I will be fine by myself. More then fine. FUCK.
My mom is so controlling. I want to run away from her grasp. And my dad is a creep, pure utter creep. I don't understand why people ahve babies, maybe to keep their marrage together.
I had a bad day in other ways, people don't like me and i don't like people. And I get to be nice to them, for the rest of my schooling career.
Bloody Hell. Somebody run away to Mexico with me |
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| you never fucking ask about me |
[Oct. 23rd, 2003|04:23 am] |
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| |  distressed | ] |
I hate my dad.
And my mom has a stick up her ass.
I have to keep thinking that it's going to get better, but right now I know that's being stupid.
But two years is getting shorter, slowly though.
I really want them to get divorced, or them to send me away. My dad creeps me out so much. If anyone want to have a sleepover with me, at their house, next weekend. Let me know. I'd be grateful.
I had a bad day. And all the bad thing that are happening keep running around in my head. I should just go to bed. But I have a peice of wood stuck in my back, and it has to be cut out.
crappiest day ever.. |
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| jobs> |
[Oct. 21st, 2003|11:47 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  excited | ] |
Yesterday was so much fun. Tristan came to my school and then we went on an "errand" that failed. But then we went back to my school and picked up crazy amounts of my friends. Then drove to Elgin and went bushing, which by the way is the new skateboarding. And i landed on a bush all odd, and it dug into my back. So not i have a huge gouge in my back and scraps all down it. It's hot though, I do have to say, I feel very tough. Then we went back to my school, and dropped my friends off. And we watched Lizzie McGuire (the movie), in the parking lot. Then went to pick up Dannie and all this crazy people who used to go to Waldorf, who i must say, one of whome drove me insane. We also picked up Mitch who has a two track mind, I must comment on that. Then we went to Wooden Ship at my school, which also was fun.
When I got home I was greated by Tristan AND Cecily's care-packages!! THEY ARE THE SHIZNATCH!! In Tristan's I got a Pearl Jam POSTER, and then my named spelled with BEER bottle caps on paper, and some other things. And in Cecily's I got an Agatha Christie Novel! I love getting mail. And now I will return it with, the Shiznatch of all Shiznatch carepackages!!
I also got a new job, babysitting, for what seems like this aweomse guy's kids!! It sounds like it's goign to be so much fun, and I'm going to make money like a beast. And he has this mad husky voice that is so damn intimadating, but so funny. Oh, strangers who I'm goign to be working for.
And today at work, John went crazy. It frightened me so much, but well, that's okay.
I have to worst sore throught, and it's husky too. Braze and I could start a club. |
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| school |
[Oct. 20th, 2003|04:12 am] |
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| | thirsty | ] |
Umm, today at school was stressful.
But I'm looking forward to tomorrow.
I went to yoga.
Then tried to get pot, and it didn't work out so well. John, was getting a haircut.
So I'm going to get it tomorrow after school instead. Pooerific.
Tristan Day Tomorrow!!!
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! |
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| anyone who wants to cuddle, you have a taker |
[Oct. 18th, 2003|02:28 am] |
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| |  sleepy | ] |
I just wanted to let you know I hate this. I really really hate it, and I want to know what makes you think I can't make things good now. And that all I want to say to you, is fuck you for making beleive you cared about me enough to be my friend, but it was always a competition to who could have the last word, not who could listen the longest.
I was sick today. I did nothing but make food and sleep and try and get better.
My parents are at one for their "appointments" again. I figure they should just divorce, if there isn't any love anymore, your not going to get it back. I haven't seen them love each other for years. Valentine's Day was always the worst one, just another fucking day to lie.
I'm so tired of running away, and getting asked out on msn or asked things people would never actually ask me. I wish people would say stuff to my face if they hated me or liked me or loved me. I also wish I was crazy about someone, instead of not caring.
I thought to much today. I think sleeping more is called for |
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| today |
[Oct. 17th, 2003|02:14 am] |
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| | dorky | ] |
I went to the Richmond Hill Library today after school and I found the Toronto live Pearl Jam CD for 2000. So good. I also found Neil Young and a book. And I borrowed them and everything. So now I'm listening to live Pearl Jam and I have re-newed love in Eddie Vedder.
Today I went on a tofu shopping spree with my mom after school, and after i waited for an hour with Silas and Stephan. Who are both the best guys in the world! Fun times.
I also now have Mr.Jackson for main lesson and he's not allowing coffe, that bastard. But today we had a full out yelling fit about parallel lines and my comment about them. It was halarious and made me cry I was laughing so much. And we get to draw pretty pictures with geometric shapes, at least that's what it is right now.
And Friday Silas is getting his G2, and it's Wooden Ship, which Tristan has to come to. And I'll be singing at. And then we're going bushing and it'll be some hardcore awesomeness.
My parents don't get along and I dislike them. But I have to change my guitar strings and cannot dwell on that fact. |
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| echoing |
[Oct. 15th, 2003|03:19 am] |
i really do miss you, but i know i shouldn't.
i would like to hear your voice and have a meaningful conversation again about nothing. I would solely hear your voice and the words accenting it.
i hate the restofyou</i>, sadly.
If only you were a voice. |
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