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I want to go to a High School boy's wrestling match. In Boston. Haha too bad I don't know anyone in Boston that still wrestles.
That was kinda random.
Show on Saturday. Hopefully these new bands won't suck. I mean they don't suck. I have my opinion on what I like and what I don't like. But I guess they lack talent, you could say. Some are really quite good. But, oh well.
I have to figure out how to get to the Avalon Ballroom from South Station. Or North Station. That'll be a mess and a half. I wonder how many times I'll get lost..
I don't really know why I'm bothering with this journal. I like the other one alot better.
Take it easy, kids.
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[08 Dec 2003|05:21pm] |
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P Thugs still... and still don't know the name of the song |
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Guess what!?
Yeah, you'll never know. But if you guess it, I'll give you a nickel.
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[07 Dec 2003|06:15pm] |
Yeah, as pointless as it may seem, I made a new Friends Only journal. Feel free to add "x__fatal" and I'll add you back. But if I dislike you or feel that I don't want you to read what I write, then that will not be happening. Simple as that. I think you can handle it.
Just thought I'd tell you. Have a pleasant remainder of your night.
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| hah this seems like something that Dave would like. |
[06 Dec 2003|03:56pm] |
Go to Gooogle.com
Type in "miserable failure" and click the "I'm feeling luck button".
hahaha some chick flipped out 'cause she thought it was disrespectful. Dumb people make me giggle.
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[06 Dec 2003|12:16am] |
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Crass: Yes Sir, I will. |
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You know how people always told you "You'll understand when you're older"? When am I gonna be old enough to understand all that bullshit that I always wanted to know when I was 7 or 8? Or maybe it was a subtle "fuck off" hint. Ha, more than likley.
Wicked glad the Pops is cancelled. Now if they'd only cancel the parade. That'd be awesome. But if it doesn't, then it doesn't.
Life is wicked good.
Haha my sub gym teacher shouted the other day: "If you're a woman, get on your knees!" Out of context, but still effin' hilarious.
I'm thinking of dyeing my hair. Don't know what color yet. But I have to get a lot of dye this time.. unlike last time hah where I had parts of it orange and some not.
Random, pointless entry. I should probably go to bed. But I won't sleep, I can feel it. Shane randomly disappeared.. weird. Take it easy, kiddos.
<3wow.
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[02 Dec 2003|09:34pm] |
Yeah. I miss him. And I'm listening to Bonnie Tyler. And I miss him. Haha oldies and him make me smile <3
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[01 Dec 2003|09:59pm] |
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Wicked good cover of "In My Grave" |
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I hit a cat driving tonight. I swear to effin' god I didn't mean to. It just like.. dove in front of the car and I guess expected to not get hit. I immediatley jumped out of the car (thankfully no one was behind me when I jammed on the breaks) and went to see if it was definatley.. dead. It was. So Shane, being the genius he is, tells me to go and ask the people around the area if it's theirs. So what do I do? Pick up the (now starting to get cold) cat, knock on the door, ask if it's their's, get wicked fucked looks from the disturbed people, and move on to the next door. I felt like shit. And now some blind kid is probably asking his or her mom why Fluffy hasn't come home for dinner yet. I fucking suck.
Great way to start off a week that is progressivly starting to look like hell. Maybe it will be a sheep next time.
But but but, we have a show on Friday and then a performance on Saturday. Anyone up for going to either? I'd love you forever.. as long as you promise not to make fun of me. No, you could probably even do that and I wouldn't care.
Got my pictures back today :o). They came out pretty good. Maybe I'll post some if I feel like scanning them and shit. They make me miss what I don't have (and more than likley never will) even more. Some goofy ones of Shane. And my house. Yes.
I don't want to be all lonley and shit for the holidays. But, nothing I can do now. Just hope for the best, maybe? Haha somehow my best always come out the worst. I'll think positive, yeah maybe that sounds better.
<3 youknowwhoyouare.
Take it easy, kiddos.
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[30 Nov 2003|11:20am] |
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I'm sorry.
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[27 Nov 2003|07:17pm] |
Most pointless entry in the world. You guys can thank Ricky EFFIN' Ricardo for this one.
Hope you guys had a good Thanksgiving, though :o).
Figured I'd throw this in as well, incase any of you want to see what should be a good show.
Nov 28th @ Gloucester Teen Center
5 Center St., Gloucester, MA 01930
kobe
anolas recovery
taken by force
hammer bros
quarter to never
modus
6:00 $6
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[26 Nov 2003|11:30am] |
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Happy Birthday, Conor!
<3 (emo heart!)
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[24 Nov 2003|03:10pm] |
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So I woke up last night kind of. And for some reason, reached out. And then came to the harsh realization that he wasn't there. And that I didn't have anyone to take the blankets from me and ask me why I did it (even though it was him). It's only been like a day and it's like this.. For me atleast.
He makes me feel all butterflyish inside. Heh <3
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[23 Nov 2003|08:52pm] |
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This weekend was one of the best weekends I've had in the longest time. Despite being hog tied with Nintendo cords, scared shitless with knives in the dark, and being pet and called "The Newfie". But even that was pretty fun.
And for the record, I will never watch another Freddy movie (or horror movie) with Tyler and Richie in the same room and the lights off. Just, not gonna happen.
So, yeah. This weekend went pretty.. good. Very good. My mom likes him; always a plus. And I like him. A given, obviously.
And and and, I didn't get lost taking the trains back! Just getting from North Station to the orange line was pretty effin' confusing. But these kids helped me out, so all is good. And now I'm home and I smell like him. Them.
And Richie and Tyler sleep talk. Only Richie does it in a high picthed whine.. so beware.
And I want to see him again. Wicked wicked badly. He makes me happy to the max :o). And I trust him alot which is probably on the better side. But there's sometthing different about him, I just.. don't know how to put it into words, I guess you could say <3. I miss him already, and it's only been 7 hours. Bahh!
Anyways, take it easy, kids.
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[19 Nov 2003|07:24pm] |
Alright, so I FINALLY figured out all the CORRECT trains to take to Fitchburg. Carol (the lady I work for) gave me everything (including subway tolkeins!) to be able to successfully arrive. I'm so proud of myself :o).
I have to be at the Norfolk station by 6:30. Arrive in Boston at "Southie" around 7:30. Then I'll have an hour to take the red line to the orange line and then the orange line which brings me to North station. Then I'll be in Fitchburg at 10:06. Heh I'm so happy. <3.
But, now comes the hard part. I have to lie to my mom about everything. But, it'll hopefully be worth it. Unless he hates me. But plan for the worst and hope for the best, right?
I've noticed that everyone is getting sick latley. I hope you all feel better soon, kiddos.
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[18 Nov 2003|02:59pm] |
I spent a good 9-10 hours in Logan Airport last night. Yeah, it sucked. But, I have come out with things that I have learned.
*Never ever, under any circumstances, try to eat the floor. It tastes like shit and smells even worse.
*Do not talk back to the security guards and/or the national guard. They pull some crazy threats when addressed in a bad tone.
*When asked to take off your shoes and sweatshirt: Just do it. They'll throw some fucked glances your way and then proceed to get even more of their national guard friends.
*Do not fall asleep in one of the weird phonebooths for when you wake up, you will more than likley have a line of very anrgy people yelling in all different languages at you.
*Just don't fall asleep in the airport. Not a good idea at all.
*Never ever swear. This will cause silence and more patrolled personel to come and assist you.
*Do not talk to anyone that you don't personally know.
*Never expect anything to be "quick, easy, and fast" Those words do not exist in the minds of anyone who works for and/or with Logan. The flight will be delayed for 12 hours.
Thank you, and have a nice day.
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[16 Nov 2003|04:13pm] |
I got back some pictures, and to be honest, I don't know where they're from. It was a bunch of ska bands, so I'm assuming that it was that show in NJ when it was 95 degrees and inside. Yeah, I'm sure that that's it.
( Enjoy. )
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[14 Nov 2003|10:39pm] |
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I miss him.. bahh! |
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Nekromantix: Who Killed the Cheerleader |
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Alright, now I seriously want your opinion, whether it be good or bad. Please? I don't think I'm any of these.. maybe the music, but that's about it. Ha and the moody one.
MARCH:
Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate.Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.
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[13 Nov 2003|09:07pm] |
He's beautiful.
And take a wild guess who gets to see him? Along with Taunt The Jester, The Cadence and Plastic Makes Perfect?
And and and, it's on Conor's birthday. A definite plus. Hah maybe I'll get him a gift certificate to Victoria's Secret. haha oh man..
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[13 Nov 2003|03:20pm] |
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Some Crass song Shane left here. |
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I have a C in English. Fuck fuck fuck! My parents won't care, I know. And she's such a whore about it. She was like "You would of gotten a 74, but I gave you an extra point for class participation (brings it up to a 75). But I would like it if you stated your opinions in a sweeter way." Fuck you! I'll state my opinions however I damn well please! I was told to speak my mind no matter what comes out. I'm sorry if you can't handle my words and personal opinions. No one ever told you to call on me. So shutup and shoot yourself. When I stated this to her she proceeded to walk away without saying a word. It sucks that such a moronic teacher has to ruin such a good class. Maybe I should kill her. Julius Caesar style. "Beware the Ides of November, Huckle."
But, last night was pretty good. Rich kind of.. creeped me out. I probably creeped him out so much more than he ever could do it to me. But, all is well. Or maybe better than well, ha don't I wish.
Haha my gym class is so amusing. We must have the most kids fall down within a 45 minute class. And then Laurie's paranoid of the ball. And there's some asses I wouldn't mind "fouling" a couple times. Last year of gym and then I'm done.
Wednesday's first jazz combo is so fucking hilarious. And the guy (Jeremy?) is.. yeah. Tim tells me that he wakes up right before he goes there because he does gigs until 2am or something. Must be fun to live a life with that. Maybe I'll know someday.
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