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f'real! [12 Jan 2005|08:20pm]
omg liek, look, i am tOtAlLy updating my el jay! rAd! so0o0o0o, what's new in the scene?
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[28 Jan 2004|05:48pm]
[ mood | DEVESTATED ]


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out like whoa [26 Oct 2003|10:26am]
So... I'm really tired of livejournals. I never have anything insightful to say any more because I write it all in a real journal or Miatta's notebook. Most of my emotions don't need to be shared with everyone, and it's not like people actually READ all that crap about blah blah blah, this is what I did today and I hate school. There's not much point of using this any more, so I'm out.

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ygkfgutdtjchk;k;'yifr [23 Oct 2003|08:51pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]

Thursday is just the day that's there to be like, "haha, it's not Friday yet." I remember how Jane did an interview with Roger Brock on his way hardcore extreme website, and when she asked him who his best friend was, he replied: "J.C. As in Jesus Christ, not J.C. Williams." Right now I am listening to this boy I have a weird past with, this boy I act like I had nothing to do with, this boy that is the embodiment of the word "conniving," bitch about his problems. Fuck people who destroy other people and then complain.

Today I am not as happy as usual because just when Katie and I were drifting off to sleep Graham came in with his ADD habits and kept us from napping. I have to read for APUSH but I

Alright so anyway. Oh and this weekend will be good I think. It better be. I want it to be a lot of pretty music and alleys and cuddling and movies. I made my friend a mixtape and gave it to him today, and I hope he likes it. I listened to Sparta all day and I wanted to cry when I heard one of the songs. That's all.

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Stumbo [22 Oct 2003|07:47pm]
[ mood | happy ]

What a day to prove that I am the moodiest person ever. The shittiest day before the best afternoon :) Yeah, so today a so called friend was a total asshole to me. You try to do something nice for someone, and they completely shoot you down while going to far as to blatantly stereotype you with no background reasoning. I was pissed off for the rest of the day. When people used to tell me he sucked and I shouldn't talk to him, I was always like no he's awesome! But now I see what they mean... I also didn't feel very good today, and was just pretty down.

Then this afternoon I went out and took pictures, and I hung out with my boys and took pictures of them too. They make me really happy. It was a beautiful day and I took some good ones I think. Then Pawl was yelling "Stumbo" all day, so on the way home I stole a Vote for Stumbo sign and stuck it in my backpack. Too bad some cop gave me a menacing look. Oh well. And I went dumpstering again. Of course...

When things are bad they can always get better. :)

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She said oh baby I feel so down [19 Oct 2003|10:54am]
[ mood | :\ ]


So last night pretty much sucked. I waited for like 2 and a half hours at a tarc stop for Miatta, but she was running late or something. Then Zach was nice enough to come pick me up and take me to the show, but I had already missed The Kodan Armada so I was a little bummed. I ended up not paying to go in, and we left early. I found a kitten and whisked it away from the ghetto. We went to Graeters where I proceded to knock over Lyssa's (who was really upset anyway) ice cream cone. When we went back to Katie's everything just kind of had this horrible vibe, so the boys left and I decided to too. Maybe today will be better.

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[17 Oct 2003|09:28pm]
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everything is okay sometimes. [16 Oct 2003|06:47pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

Today was actually really good! It reminded me that school doesn't always have to blow. I didn't do any of my homework last night, but I still scraped by alright. I did decent on the math test I think, and I aced my vocab quiz. I developed more pictures in photography-- that class is so amazing and inspiring. Maybe if I ever find out how to work livejournal I will post some of my pictures. I have another photo assignment this weekend that I can't wait to get started on.

After school I stayed and worked some more in the photo lab. As I was walking to my locker I saw my three favorite crackheads; Sydni, Katie and Miatta. They make me so happy. Katie and Miatta came to the lab with me and played around, and then we went to beat club, which was basically just sitting on the ground for a while with nothing to do. We saw Patrick Ludwig, he's nice. Then Katie and I tarced home, and we went to the Italian place and I ate this huge piece of cake and felt like throwing up. Once we got back to Katie's I left her alone with Maggie to talk, and Nathan and I walked to my house and played Mario Party. Nathan is so awesome. The weather is beautiful.

This weekend is: chai, alleys, katie, zach, sunshine, taking pictures, sydni, running around wearing funny costumes, terrorizing target (HA!), miatta, explosions in the sky, tropical punch, molly and fairy fairy princess tim, pita bread, thrift stores, making zach clothes out of burlap sacks, leaf piles, sweaters, cracked out drawings, looking at stars, the Q and not U show, waking up in a bed and being really warm and happy.

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Indochine drama!!! [14 Oct 2003|07:18pm]
[ mood | sad and french ]

xjeanbaptistex's livejournal.

so today i felt like dying. this asian chick camille that i like, oh man, she is so fucking beautiful. she found out that i "have a background" with her mom. i mean, i know that broad is kind of on the old side, but let's just call it maturity. so disaster struck when they found out about each other. quel disastre! but honestly, don't judge because i only follow my twisted, mixed up, adolescent heart. i don't think it's fair for them to be mad at me, everyone's always attacking me, i'm just the victim of my own emotions, don't you see?? i think i will just lock myself in my room with nothing but a pen and paper to draw sad pictures of french people crying. if you are a girl and you are between the ages of 12 and 35, just take note that i am really terribly sad and maybe if you want to drop by or something you can make the difference in my cold, deserted life. au revoir.

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[12 Oct 2003|07:59pm]
It's not running away if you were never really there in the first place.
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[10 Oct 2003|06:20pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]

Well guess who's in town.

And guess who is fucking OUT OF HERE. (me.)

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[05 Oct 2003|01:11pm]
[ mood | happy ]

So, there is always something fucked up. But really most things can be fixed with Nintendo and mixtapes. Right now it's Sparta. Whenever I listen to them I think of Wes Miller and their house back in the day for some reason. He is cool. Last night Maggie, Zach and I had a slumber party in Katie's bed. I need to sleep like all day today to make up for those insomniacs. The show would have been lame, but yano.... I made it fun. :) So plans for the rest of the day include sleeping, nintendo, umm... maybe homework? I don't know. I'm out

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[02 Oct 2003|12:01am]
[ mood | tired ]

Went to the show tonight. Converge was so awesome. What an experience.

So besides that... hmm. I sort of talked to Sam the other day. It didn't really get anywhere. I was really blunt with her. She eventually just signed off. I wish she would stop being afraid and just call me and finish this. I don't want her to regret anything in the future when she realizes that she has no best friend. I wish she would just think about all of this now and decide if it's really worth it. It's really not about anyone else but the two of us.

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Good Things About This Weekend... [29 Sep 2003|03:50pm]
[ mood | okay ]

- Hubers with Zach, Katie, Maggie, Pawl and Miatta; playing in an astrojump, stealing apples, singing The Postal Service, being cracked out, eating subway.
- Hanging out in the space room that night
- Explosions In The Sky
- Spinal Tap
- Miatta screaming at random people on Bardstown and threatening them with sticks
- People randomly showing up at my house blasting The Faint and picking us up
- Hanging out with Syd
- Eating Kashmir
- Drinking chai
- Drinking tea at home and reading weird books
- Walking down random alleys with Zach and Katie, finding the yellow umbrella, laying in the grass looking at clouds, sneaking into peoples' gardens, looking at grafitti
- Talking to Katie, she makes everything make sense
- The epic Pokemon battle! I forgot how funny Luke is. He wins.
- Seeing Graham-- I miss the days that he came over every day
- Zach running in a dress at Baxter... that was great.
- My friends staying with me when they knew I wanted to kill something
- Playing Mario Party with Katie
- Seeing Eliza Y.
- The hot guy picking me and Miatta up randomly and giving us a ride home
- Modest Mouse
- The ghetto 25 cent ring Zach gave me at La Bamba's, haha
- The fact that so many bad things happened, but I am making myself feel better by listing the good things.

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[28 Sep 2003|11:15pm]
Proof that I had even bigger eyes when I was little
Enjoy Miatta!
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[28 Sep 2003|11:56am]
[ mood | none at all ]

Wow... I clicked the update button, but I have absolutely nothing to say.

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Today was pretty good but lj's are never happy. [26 Sep 2003|11:26pm]
[ mood | cold ]

So... this time last week I had a best friend. Everything's empty right now. I think the bottom line is that she just doesn't care enough to work things out. She doesn't want to give up what is coming between us. But yeah, I don't know, it sucks that it can't just be okay that way.

I'm feeling really hateful. Someone say something to make me happy.

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[25 Sep 2003|03:47pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

People take themselves way too seriously.

School today was okay. In History, Katie and I laid there on the floor and made fun of all the portraits of historical men on the slide show. Our teacher didn't know who any of them were anyway except for George Washington, so we just made up their names. This one guy had this lifeless white skin and freaky-ass eyes, and I jumped back and screamed COUNT DRACULA!! It was really scary. French was dumb. Lunch was fun. Considering I was with Ethan, Jordan, Josh and Sam, we probably talked about music. I don't remember. Tap was alright. Study Hall sucked ass. After school Katie and I hung out with crackhead Miatta and she tried to make fun of the way I talk, but to no avail because she really just sounded like herself. Right now I'm eating ungodly amounts of chocolate ice cream that I made yesterday. I will never be vegan. So... hooray for those pointless "today I did this" entries. No intellectual thoughts or anything. But when do I ever have those? Haha.

Yesterday I ran around bardstown road taking pictures for photo class. It was awesome. I am like, camera crazy right now. My stomach is going to explode and there will be chocolate everywhere.

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[24 Sep 2003|06:48pm]
[ mood | dreamy ]

If I ever learn how to play guitar, I'm going to write a song called "Physical Attraction Will Be The Death Of Us All."

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Midnight snack, or midnight crack?! [23 Sep 2003|03:51pm]
Last night I dreampt in artsy movie style. The main character was this guy who was running for his life from unknown people in a restaraunt. He ran out behind the building and there was a gravel lot thing with some open warhouses/shacks in a sort of forest. He was carrying a rifle and as he ran, he tripped over something on the ground. It was the cut off paw from some type of animal. He gave a cry of dismay, but continued running. Then he saw a huge shape barring his path; the figure of a dead tiger. He screamed and jumped backwards but then continued running. He came upon huge plexiglass cages, which when he stopped to look, he saw contained all manner of dead animals. Elephants with their trunks cut off leaned against the clear barrier, and said trunks littered the ground. More tigers and lions and giraffes laid in pools of their own blood. He had found himself in a dead zoo. Someone had massacred all of the animals. He began shooting the animals through the glass out of surprise and fear, but of course the bullets didn't affect their bodies. He continued running crazily past the lines of cages and carnage until he reached a creek with a log through the middle of it. On the log a little tiny field mouse was scurrying, and the man prepared to shoot it with the rifle. Then suddenly, the man morphed into a different, old, Gandalf-esque man and said "When everything is dead, we must befriend the living." And he picked up the mouse in his hand and said, "Yes, Simon. Simon is a good name for you," and then the mouse was his friend. But then the old man morphed into me and I dropped the mouse and he got smaller and smaller until I couldn't find him, and I yelled, "I'm sorry Simon! Come back! I didn't mean to drop you!" But he was gone. And then I woke up, freaking out.
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