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[Dec. 24th, 2007|09:50 am] |
Basically, I feel like an idiot.
And I don't want to turn 21. |
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[Jul. 10th, 2007|09:11 pm] |
My tonsils and the back of my throat look as if they are covered in massive canker sores.
HA.
Basically death is right around the corner.
And my kitten is seriously knawing the shit out of his leg. Like holding it down with the help of his other paw and going to town. |
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| Happy Birthday America: 2k7 |
[Jul. 5th, 2007|06:10 pm] |
I feel like something died in me last night. I do believe my Independence Days are cursed.
Other than that, my 4th of July was pretty nice. Very American I must say.
I persuaded Alex and Greg to be festive with me. Actually, Greg even went as far as to wear my wonderully hideous redneck American flag shirt I got at a thrift store for a quarter last spring break. Pretty much amazing.
We did many American things like cookout, play guitar hero, shoot BB guns at cans, and play beer pong.
Ahahaha.
I even made festive miniature strawberry shortcakes with blueberries and Cool Whip for dessert.
And then all hell broke loose.
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[Jul. 2nd, 2007|09:43 pm] |
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The other night I was eating sushi with my grandmother, brother, and Alex. And right across from us was this incredibly attractive couple. I mean, so attractive that I actually leaned over to Alex and told him how incredibly attractive they were. In fact, they were so incredibly attractive I wanted to tell them. I wanted to yell it from the rooftops. Although, my grandmother ultimately beat me to it as they were leaving. They were both a beautiful complexion of a creamy latte. The girl had short, wavy hair, dark eyes, and was wearing a flowing, brightly-colored dress; the boy with a pin-striped suit, Vans, and a loose tie. And apparently, according to the nosey group of women next to us, the young man had given the young woman a box. And in this box was a letter which read:
Will you be my girlfriend? Check Yes or No or Something Else.
Apparently, she checked Yes. And Something Else.
Pretty much I just died of cute overload.
Goodness, they really were attractive.
In other news! Now that I am starting to feel better, Alex is of course coming down with a nasty case of death...or strep throat or tonsilitis or mono or whatever they're calling it these days. COOL! |
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| SPICE UP MY LIFE 4 LYFE |
[Jun. 28th, 2007|03:14 pm] |
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HOLY SHIT.
SPICE GIRLS WORLD TOUR REUNION
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111
Ahahahaha, except I think they should change their names around just a little:
SCARY, POSH, HIPPIE, BABY, HOTTTT
And let me tell you, I have already registered for tickets in NYC. And yes, you have to apply to buy a ticket to their show. Ahahahaha. God, I hope they pick me according to my name, birthday, address, e-mail, and cellphone number. Seriously though. I've been waiting for this for so fucking long! |
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| AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH |
[Jun. 26th, 2007|08:25 pm] |
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I CANNOT FUCKING BREATHE.
The siq sinus infection saga from hell is back. The hiatus was so sweet, but here I am again, with my head about to explode with mucus. I can just feel it wanting to ooze out my eyes once more.
Basically right now I'm on a liquid diet. Orange juice, Emergen-C, soup, V8, green tea. I tried eating tuna fish today. HA. Couldn't smell or taste a bit of that sucker. I guess some could say this is a good thing, but really what this means is I can't taste a goddamn thing.
Actually, as I was saying, I can't even fucking breathe right now. So at 11:30pm I have to drag my pathetic ass to CVS to buy some more Sudafed, for I am afraid to use anymore nasal spray, since earlier today I might've gotten a little carried away, and my nose started bleeding.
Well, now that I've probably ruined a few appetites, I'm off to get my drugs and pray I don't suffocate in my sleep.
Oh yeah, and not only did I miss out on a MOONWALK and dancing, my boo is FINALLY back in town. Impeccable timing, I know! HAHAHA |
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[Jun. 21st, 2007|12:24 am] |
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I wish my kitten would stop poking holes in my flesh.
I wish my boyfriend would come back and be my boyfriend.
I wish whatshisname would stop contacting me.
I wish I didn't see someone who hurt me and have to return a fake smile.
I wish I saw my friends more.
I wish I didn't feel so empty all the time.
I wish I didn't feel so alone.
I wish people did what they said.
I wish I could find out what is beeping, so I don't lose my fucking mind.
But wishing never helped anyone. |
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[Jun. 13th, 2007|05:37 pm] |
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Basically I've resorted to balancing checkbooks, sporting blood-shot eyes, sipping sparkling apple-cranberry juice from a wine glass, speaking to my nervous cat in a fake British accent, and ordering Harry Potter movies off of ebay. |
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| hoohah |
[Jun. 10th, 2007|11:34 pm] |
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Last night I swam sans a top, and loved it.
Lately Mr. Muffin Head Kitten has taken a liking to attacking my appendages and nibbling my toes. Seriously, all he does is hop around and run under my feet and attempt to draw blood. He is also quite fond of chasing his own tail, and if successful, knawing on it. His antics are quite amusing, I must admit, but still rather painful...for the both of us, I imagine. But I allow him to do it because he's just so damn adorable. Hopefully this is just a phase. I miss my eskimo kisses and cuddlefests.
The high is 100 tomorrow, and isolated/scattered thunderstorms displayed the entire length of the 10-day forecast. Basically, hell in a handbasket with some sweet extreme humidity for dessert.
PS: I hope you had a wonderful birthday, Andy! |
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[May. 28th, 2007|10:42 pm] |
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| | Dashboard Confessional | ] |
This weekend was nice.
Saturday we went to Cherokee Sinks. Intense sing-a-long sesh there and back. Poor Andy had a hole in his float though, and had to hold it the whole time while his toes got nibbled on by fish. Darby had a boob pop. And Amber got raped by a large log.
Last night was fun. The girls had people over, so it was only people we wanted to see. Unlike a party, where it's the whole town: pretentious fucks, petty immaturity, and all.
We played Twister, ate ice cream right out of the box, rode a miniature bicycle, danced to sweet jams, played dress-up with tu-tus, sparkly spandex, and golden mouse ears, laughed til it hurt, sexed with our clothes on, burned each other with cigarettes, and rode the stairs.
( Pix )
My boo leaves for India tomorrow. He better come back with all his appendages and not with any extra plagues or epidemics or infestations or pussy sores or bleeding orfices or diseased animals. Oh my goodness, three weeks is gonna kill me. Hopefully this kitten sleeping next to me will help pass the time.
Now I'm going to catch up on Harry Potter and pretend I'm fifteen. RAGEFEST 2k7. |
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