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[09 Sep 2008|08:48pm] |
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Our Lady Peace - "Clumsy" |
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I saw him today, the boy I used to have a mad crush on back in middle school. I thought I was over that son of a bitch. He was such a jerk, such a pussy. He was fake. But he looks so good. Ugh, I disgust myself and I hope he never reads this. Okay, he probably won't ever read this. Unless he was Cheyenne. But immediatly I saw him walk into the school this morning (wearing these stupid dark sunglasses that made him look like an old blind man and a scruffy beard) and I just stopped thinking. Why do I like this kid so much? He's a pain in the ass. But he's so beautiful. I'll never have him, and I have always known that. And and...well, I'm completely smitten when I look at him. He makes me so stupid. No one has EVER made me feel this stupid. God, I hate him. I think I love him again.
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[07 Sep 2008|09:35pm] |
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Tears For Fears - "The Working Hour" |
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I've been a busy little beaver lately, so I don't have a whole lot of time to write. Eventually I'll be writing a whole lot again, but that's when I get used to the school year. So yeah, school is cool. My little sister and I went to hear Barack Obama's speech at Buchanenn Park. It was really cool 'cause Maire and I stood about twenty feet away from him. I got a new Liz Phair CD! She's such a silly slutty cougar. On this one she sings about younger guys, hot white cum and her favorite pair of underwear. And now since I have to go to bed, I will treat you to the lyrics of the most beautiful song in the world (which I happen to listen to whenever I go to sleep)....
These things that I've been told can rearrange
My world, my doubt in time but inside out
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who learn by our mistakes
This day and age for all and not for one
All lies and secrets, put on, put on and on
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who learn by our mistakes
And fear is such a vicious thing
It wraps me up in chains
Find out, find out, what this fear is about
"The Working Hour", Tears For Fears
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[03 Sep 2008|03:51pm] |
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The Fixx - "One Thing Leads To Another" |
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School seems to be getting better and better. I'm being reconnected to all my buds, and plenty of warm welcomes from others. I'm having so much fun now. I have a group of kids to actually talk to when it comes to lunch. Also, it makes me so happy to see this one girl I was friends with in sixth grade. She doesn't really have friends. She is such a nice girl, but people think she's really weird because she rarely talks and wears really dorky clothes. She's such a sweet heart, though. I like talking to her. She's a really neat person.
la la la la. I am so happy I'm not really sure what I'm typing!
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[02 Sep 2008|09:45pm] |
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Liz Phair - "Hot White Cum" |
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Wow. I feel like such a wuss. School was no biggie at all. In fact, I actually had a good day. Boring, yes, but very good. I was so excited to see my old friends, especially Rachel. I have not seen these kids since I left eigth grade. And the ones I never liked? They don't recognize me! All is good. But it's only been one day. We'll see where this year goes (hopefully somewhere good).
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[01 Sep 2008|05:33pm] |
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Caitlin left early this morning to go back to Boston. Tomorrow is my first day of school. Things are starting to change, and I have no option but to keep on going with these things. Damn things. Oh, and I have to go to bed at a reasonable time now. WOOHOO!
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[30 Aug 2008|11:24pm] |
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Tuesday is when I go back to school. I've been worried sick for a week now. I don't want to go back to Manheim Township, I really don't. I wish I could just run away the first day of school and never have to go back. Of course, that's not an option. I'll just have to suck it up like a man and see where things go. This could be the greatest year of school in my life, or very much the worst. One thing's for sure, I only have one more year of this god damn bullshit and that should be something to motivate me.
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| Writer's Block: Redoing Nature's Color Palette |
[26 Aug 2008|07:06pm] |
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I think the colors of nature are already as beautiful as they get, but it would be pretty cool to see pink grass and dark blue skies. I love nature. And I'm glad the Olympics are over, too. My sister says I have no soul, but the Olympics are so boring! Yeah, yeah. Go USA. Go Phelps. Whatever. I just want to watch some Law and Order.
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[24 Aug 2008|07:35pm] |
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The Faint - "A Battle Hymn For Children" |
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Emily and I were trying so hard to get a ride to the mall this morning. Eventually, her mom said that she could drive us there. I thought that was cool and nice of her, until Emily called back two minutes later and told me to not invite Maire. I asked why and she told me that her mom refused to drive Maire anywhere. Yes, that's right. She could give me a ride, but not Maire. It wasn't a matter of not enough space in the car. According to Mrs. Fritsch, it's because, "Maire wanders off too much." Yeah, okay, you fat ass bitch. Everyone knows you're not driving her because you have a grudge against her that has been going on for weeks. One day Andrew went canoeing with some chick (and got lost in a river lmfao), so he wouldn't be back in time to do his papers. Suddenly that responsibility was pushed onto my little sister, who said that she did not want to do the job. So--gasp!--Mrs. Fritsch had to do the papers by herself. "But the last time I did the papers was a year ago! I don't know all the houses!" :'( Well boohoo, bitch. News flash - NO ONE CARES. Andrew's job is not my family's responsibility. Also, you could use the excercise. You may have lost 200 lb, but you're still fat. And you always will be fat.
Well, long story short, I changed my mind and stayed at home. It would be a bitchy thing for me to say, "HEY MAIRE, YOU WANNA GO TO THE MALL? OH, YOU DO? WELL THAT'S TOO BAD, BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED IN THIS MINI VAN." I told Emily that I didn't want to go and that I thought her mom was being harsh on Maire, and she just hung up on me. At least I made a point. I feel proud of what I did.
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[21 Aug 2008|05:36pm] |
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Gwen Stefani feat. Pharrell - "Yummy" |
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I'm feeling Yummy head to toe (you see me)
Ain't got no patience so let's go (you see me)
Look, I'm diet drama
Wanna spend the night? Don't bring pajamas
Man there's so much heat beneath these clothes (you see me)
Walk in
the place
They know
my face
Encore
Sophmore
Only one solo
I swore
Big mouth
Applause
Oh please
one more
Wanna hear it before I say naw
Let me check my itineraryummmmmmmmmmmm
alright
Presto
Skintight
Escaped and I risked my life
For what? So I can watch them bite
Only one Gwen you can find like this
I mean blow your mind like this
Your key won't shine like this
If it's yours then you know it won't wind like this (wind it up)
I'm feeling Yummy head to toe (you see me)
Ain't got no patience so let's go (you see me)
Look, I'm diet drama
Wanna spend the night? Don't bring pajamas
Man there's so much heat beneath these clothes (you see me)
I know you've been waiting but I've been off making babies
And like a chef making donuts and pastries
it's time to make you sweat
Sex and sugar is the flavour
Ovens and beaters and graters
Beats made of bongos and shakers
It's time to make you sweat
Walk in
the place
They know
my face
Billionaire boys
Ice cream dripping 'cross the floor
Big house
Garage
Bentleys
Ferrar
Wanna go before I say naw
Let me check my itineraryummmmmmmmmmmm
alright
G4
G flight
bed in the back so I have a G night
Good night
Hood right?
Ain't no nigga you can find like this
I mean blow your mind like this
Nigga's watch don't shine like this
If it's ticking then it don't tell time like this
I'm feeling Yummy head to toe (you see me)
Ain't got no patience so let's go (you see me)
Look, I'm diet drama
Wanna spend the night? Don't bring pajamas
Man there's so much heat beneath these clothes (you see me)
I know you've been waiting but I've been off making babies
And like a chef making donuts and pastries
it's time to make you sweat
Sex and sugar is the flavour
Ovens and beaters and graters
Beats made of bongos and shakers
It's time to make you sweat
Now sweat, baby
Get stupid, jump up go crazy
L.A.M.B. in 3D
Worldwide across your TV
P you crazy, how'd you get this?
This sounds like disco tetris
Do I have time to connect this?
Let me check my itineraryummmmmmmmmmmm
I came back for my spotlight (for her spotlight)
I disappeared like Houdini (where Houdini?)
If yours didn't come out right (if it's not right)
Go to Kinkos and xerox me
I'm feeling Yummy head to toe (you see me)
Ain't got no patience so let's go (you see me)
Look, I'm diet drama
Wanna spend the night? Don't bring pajamas
Man there's so much heat beneath these clothes (you see me)
I know you've been waiting but I've been off making babies
And like a chef making donuts and pastries
it's time to make you sweat
Sex and sugar is the flavour
Ovens and beaters and graters
Beats made of bongos and shakers
It's time to make you sweat
"Yummy", Gwen Stefani (featuring Pharrell)
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[18 Aug 2008|10:33pm] |
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Gwen Stefani feat. Eve - "Rich Girl" |
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I don't know how our family does it. We're not that wealthy (if I was a rich girl/na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na), but we are lucky enough to have some of the coolest shit on the block. And a lot of the really cool stuff we have was free. We just got a horse named Charlie. I know, what the fuck. Who adopts a horse out of the blue? Plus, I am NOT a horse person. But my mom is, and for the past year she has been riding horses like she rides. Ha! You thought I was gonna type something dirty! But really, I'm glad she has a horse now. It's been one of her dreams since she was a little girl. That's cute and all, I just hope I don't get dragged into grooming and feeding Charlie. Like I said, I am NOT a horse person. Who knows. Maybe I'll warm up to them.
Oh my goodness! I have such a girl crush on Natalie Portman! I never noticed how hot she is until today. Here's a really sexy picture, and I also have a video of her gangsta rapping on SNL.
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[17 Aug 2008|06:35pm] |
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I've been rewriting this entry over and over again because I don't want it to sound too sappy. I tried explaining everything, but it was just a lot of blah blah blah. Pastor Bettger is no longer the pastor of my church. He's moving to Colorado and I will miss him very much. He had a very important role in my life.
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| Writer's Block: Your Username |
[17 Aug 2008|05:05pm] |
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HA! Screw you, I'm not telling. It will always be a secret! Unless someone finds out.
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[16 Aug 2008|12:46pm] |
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Gwen Stefani - "Now That You Got It" |
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I was shopping at the mall yesterday and I realized that I have a "fatal attraction to cuteness." I am absolutely in love with anything L.A.M.B. or Harajuku Lovers. You know, all that Gwen Stefani stuff? I was at Journeys and found these adorable sneakers that I call hollaback girl shoes. They are green and yellow with little cheerleaders and bananas and shit. I really want those, since I do need new sneakers for school. There was also a shirt I found that said, "Gwen is my homegirl." I love her LAMB perfume, too. I don't know why, but I go crazy for anything L.A.M.B. I'm not like an obsessed Stefani fan, but I do adore L.A.M.B. and Harajuku Lovers. Damn, I really want those shoes! I would post a picture of them, but I can't find any online.
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[14 Aug 2008|10:00am] |
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Okay, so I said that I would tell you about the concert when I got back. Sorry, but I was sooooo sleepy when I came home. I kind of slept all day. But I'm wide awake now, so let's begin.
Like I said, I went to see Radiohead on Tuesday night. I didn't know that I would be going until Emily called me in the morning to ask if I wanted to go. Well, of course I did. It's freaking Radiohead. I was one lucky son of a bitch to go for free.
We all had free tickets and V.I.P. passes (the whole Fritsch family went, along with three other kids) because the Fritsches are closely related to the bass player, Colin Greenwood. Colin was so cute, and so was Thom (that guy can dance!) I didn't get to meet Thom Yorke after the show because he was having a neck massage, but I did get to talk with Colin. He signed my ticket, too.
It was such a surreal situation to get the call that I was going to the show that very morning. I know there are people out there who would just kill to be in my place. All and all, it was an awesome experience. I WILL NEVER EVER FOGETCHU, RADIOHEAD!
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| Writer's Block: A Posthumous Oscar for Joker? |
[12 Aug 2008|12:15pm] |
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Fuck you! Don't even ask such silly questions! Of course he does!
Anyway, want to know something surreal? I just got the news that I am going to see Radiohead tonight. I'm also going to meet the band. I'll tell you more when I get back.
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[10 Aug 2008|05:24pm] |
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Blondie - "Sunday Girl" |
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I know a girl from a lonely street
Cold as ice cream but still as sweet
Dry your eyes Sunday girl
Hey, I saw your guy with a different girl
Looks like he's in another world
Run and hide Sunday girl
Hurry up, hurry up and wait
I stay awake all week and still I wait
I got the blues, please come see
What your loving means to me
She can't catch up with the working crowd
The weekend mood and she's feeling proud
Live in dreams Sunday girl
Baby, I would like to go out tonight
If I go with you my folks'll get uptight
Stay at home Sunday girl
Hey, I saw your guy with a different girl
Looks like he's in another world
Run and hide Sunday girl
When I saw you again in the summertime
If your love was as sweet as mine
I could be Sunday's girl
Hurry up, hurry up and wait
I stay awake all week and still I wait
I got the blues, please come see
What your loving means to me
"Sunday Girl", Blondie
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[09 Aug 2008|03:08pm] |
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The Killers - "Read My Mind" |
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Now that it is August, it feels like we are all on the cusp of something new. Even though we know where we are going, we do not completely know what is coming our way. It's a big mystery. I don't know if things will be good or if things will be bad, but I know that things are definitely going to change and very soon, too.
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[08 Aug 2008|01:15pm] |
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Aghhhhhhh! Worst. Cramps. EVER.
Why won't they leave? I've done everything possible to get rid of them! Ohhh, so much pain.
--EDIT-- OMG! They're gone! I've never felt this physically relieved in my life. I thought my insides were going to burst. I repeat, worst cramps ever. I will never forget the pain that I went through today.
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