| Just a thought. |
[03 Aug 2006|11:56pm] |
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Do you ever think of stories and how they end? How the characters are compiled, given traits, given ideas, given destinies? How they are created to be interlocked together, to fit and to share the goal of retelling a story? Do you ever think that in the all of the years people walked the earth, one could be just like you? You said you want to be an individual but that you want to be accepted right? It's situationally dependent. Do you honestly think there was never a person in the world like you? With the same exact story, the same exact life, liven thousands of years before now? Sure you're probably completely ignorant to it. You are thinking of the differences between you and people, rather than the similiarities. You are too quick to point out the different values, time periods and ideas; you look toward the differences to disprove it. Almost pessimistically instead of the optimism it takes to look and see what we all share.
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| I can't believe it. |
[23 Jul 2006|01:20am] |
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There are 10 guys in my life right now who like me. What the hell is that?! I'm tossing up two of them in my head, but I think I know which one I have the better chance with. Who knew working at Publix would bring two new crushes who are both fantastic guys?
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| My life is a drama bombshell. |
[17 Jul 2006|11:18pm] |
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its about those nights you sit on the phone
just listening to them talk, or listening to them be silent.
not knowing what they're thinking, what they're doing or anything.
but wishing you were there, if only for a moment, to see their gorgeous face.
Oh how I want him.
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| I shouldn't like co-workers |
[11 Jul 2006|02:00am] |
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where every moment is just not long enough
and every smile seems to melts your heart
where every day seeing them's your only need
and every moment worthless when you're apart
where every inside joke makes you laugh out of nowhere
and every time they stare you blush
where every late night call makes you happy
and every look gives you a rush
But there's something about this kid... he blows my mind. It's hard to describe. He has his rough spots, but I just adore them so much. He has his remarks, his style, his humor and I can't get enough of it. He has his brain, his worth ethic, his adoration and it makes him stay on my mind. We only met on the 3rd and he's already a close friend of mine. His compliments engulf me, his smile shakes me, his humor fills me. This infatuation is huge. And so very one-sided.
And I'm not quite sure if I'm upset or not about that.
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[25 May 2006|10:25pm] |
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Devil Rays losing, Marissa sneezing |
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( IMPORTANT FOR FEMALES )
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| Summer synopsis. |
[19 May 2006|04:07pm] |
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Distant sound of an FBI agent; my sister's attempt at guitar |
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So bascially, going into the summer of '06 I have only a few things to put in ( here. )
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| I want a picture of your lips on mine, to remember our happy times. |
[16 May 2006|06:43pm] |
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A little Less 16 Candles - Fall Out Boy |
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Something I noticed was that we love codes. People love to keep things coded because we love the thought of having someone care enough to wonder. When you read something someone posted online that says 'CM.LT.AR.' are you not even the slightest bit inquired to find out what it means? I know I am. But I can sense that it's because I, too, want to have someone care enough to try. Care enough to give a damn about what's happening in my life.
Almost 1 month with my lovie. ♥ Ah. I've never felt like this before. please don't let go
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| GUESS WHAT!!! |
[19 Apr 2006|04:32pm] |
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Mike is on the phone with me |
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Lauren has a wonderful boyfriend named John, who she got together with on 4/18/06 and who she adores more than any boy before him. For real. ♥
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| Who would've thought? |
[10 Apr 2006|03:50pm] |
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There's just no point in looking back. Besides, the future looks pretty damn good.
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| I hear you like random and I hear I like you. |
[04 Apr 2006|05:36pm] |
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A sink, birds chirping, a child yelling, a drier drying |
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I'm ready to be with a guy (one in particular) for a long time. I'm not playing for some two week crap that ends as quickly as it began: it began quite fast, actually. I'm not looking for a picture-perfect romance. Because I know that with me that's nearly impossible, even if though he is amazing. I really hope that all the time I spend with him really works out for us. I don't want to think about my life without him anymore; I don't want to have anyone else admire me. And although it's weird to say, I want to look back on him and I and actually feel something. I don't want to think about the ending because we're just beginning but I hope when the ending comes that we'll both have something to remember about it; that we both can truly say we miss it, even if having it back is impossible.
And I hope John knows what he's signing up for with me.
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| I can't wait until you write me you're coming around! |
[31 Mar 2006|06:28pm] |
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'I'm walking on Sunshine' |
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I'm waiting for the boy who can make every day worth looking forward toward. I'm waiting for the boy who can make me smile and laugh just because he's there. I'm waiting for the boy who doesn't care what he looks like and what other people think. I'm waiting for the boy who can make me feel like I can fly: the one who can give me wings. I'm waiting for the boy who smiles just because. I'm waiting for the boy who can name everything he likes about me and still feel as though its not enough. I'm waiting for the boy who will run with me, not in front of me. I'm waiting for the boy who can turn any moment into one worth remembering. I'm waiting for the boy who will call me amazing, cute, natural and wonderful. I'm waiting for the boy who will laugh at my corny jokes and smile at my silliness. I'm waiting for the boy who will care about me. I'm waiting for the boy who will not care what people think. I'm waiting for the boy who can show me true devotion.
And I hope I found him.
Because I heart John dearly.
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| Are you kidding?! |
[04 Mar 2006|06:24pm] |
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I think I'd like a boyfriend now. Where are the boys when I'm actually looking??
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| Find me that reason |
[10 Feb 2006|05:57pm] |
There's gotta be a reason
For this treason
So long ago
I let you go
I just gotta tell myself
I left for someone else
And I did it all by choice
I gotta hear that from my own voice
There was a reason I walked away
That's what I have to say
That's what I have to know
It was my choice to let you go
And there was a reason.
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| It's been one of those days |
[28 Jan 2006|08:56pm] |
Yeah, I had a bit of a crappy day. It was self-inflicted if anything. I just happened to scop out myspace to see all the happy couples comment back and forth; and there's always looking around AIM screen names for dates and little hearts. For weeks and months spent in bliss as I sit here, avoiding homework & staying alive by the mere fact that there is work to be done and there is a hockey game on tomorrow afternoon (Thank you, God). Otherwise, I'm chomping at the bit to go run somewhere or to be with someone.
My relationship was DJ ended dismally. Well, if you could call it a relationship; I only lasted a week until he decided to dump me. I've never been dumped before, and I really don't like this side of the fence too much. The grass is most certainly not greener on this side. But I suppose this is why I'm edgy on the romance department. Plus I haven't written in a few days (which I shall do tonight, permitting I feel like writing after killing myself for AP). Then there's always the fact that Mike and I have gotten into disagreements. And he keeps talking shit about me to everyone else. I'm not too keen to make up with him, I'm sure you can imagine.
There's the looming project for History that I have to type and write on my own because I have all the ability? Or maybe I trust only myself and nobody in my group decided to step up and take the burden from me. No, all 50 points will be on my shoulders and however horrible the grade turns out to be, will continue to lower my grade point average. I'm jumping up and down as I write this.
Consequently, things are okay. I've been hanging out and gotten a lot closer to the guys, MH and Jenn. Who knew so much basketball could spark so many good memories. And resurface so many more... Plus yearbook is getting very stressful with the amount of effort I need to put in; and the desire to be an editor next year. As of now, I'm thinking of barricading myself in my room, speaking to no one, abandoning my friends and just doing school work incessantly.
Hopefully things will start to fall together, as they often do when I feel low. Man, have I got it good.
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| So sick |
[28 Jan 2006|11:05am] |
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I'm just so fricken sick of all the happy couples. My God, there are too many of them! This sucks.
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| Outside the Box |
[22 Jan 2006|02:11pm] |
I'm an outsider, looking to you
Seeing everything that's there
But I suppose it's not new
...Understanding nothing
I feel as though I'm blind
Though I can see
As though I am deaf
But you can't hear me
And I'm looking through the memories
I'm happy and oh so sad at once
The times we spent, just you and me
Maybe it'll be that way again
If only I could find away out of the crowd
And into the fame
Find my way off of the bench
And into the game
...As for now, I'm just on the outside
Looking in, seeing the emptiness
But it can't always be this way
It won't always be this way
'Cause I know you, and I know me
It's only a matter of time
I'll just have to see
But it can't always be this way
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| Heck Fricken Yeah |
[24 Nov 2005|11:33pm] |
I saw Harry Potter today. I may just be another fan-girl wanting to marry Daniel Radcliffe. It was the best 2:30 in a LONG time. I hopefully will go again tomorrow.
Harry Potter makes me happy.
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