urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves matt ! attack matt ! attack 2005-09-27T08:02:54Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:17622 2005-09-27T08:02:35Z 2005-09-27T08:02:54Z <i>wretched</i> insomniac self pity parties.<br />sometimes i wonder if in my life, there's even a next step to be taken. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:17204 2005-09-25T08:35:33Z 2005-09-25T08:37:59Z waking up to a faboulus visitor.<br />getting burritos within 30 minutes of waking up at 2pm.<br /><br /><br />a night with car crash.<br />my twin sister.<br />and a close friend from maine that i haven't seen in ages.<br />with some random oostars.<br /><br />the worker at 7-11 blew me a kiss and danced.<br />probably because they knew i was mega fucked up.<br /><br />life conversations.<br />smoking cigarettes on cold porches.<br />tours of apartments.<br />drinking at 4am.<br /><br />claiming i'm done three times and still going.<br /><br />nocturnal, what?<br />pictures tomorrow.<br /><br />katie car crash: about how this is life.<br />katie car crash: and how i could drop dead right now<br />katie car crash: and be like "you know what, i had a good life."<br />katie car crash: AND I'M SAYING THIS COMPLETELY SOBER so that means i mean it<br />ill defy stars: about how<br />ill defy stars: long walks home, and christmas lit porches and drinking more and smoking more at 4am is life.<br />katie car crash: and it's not a good day unless your going to sleep as the sun is coming up and your legs hurt from walking around the streets like you own the town<br />ill defy stars: and i just dumped out my entire drink to put my cap back on because i tried to put it back on upside down urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:16991 2005-09-24T08:48:13Z 2005-09-24T08:48:13Z Last year, when it came down to the deadline, and it was late October / November, I'd get really drunk at parties. I'd have marvelous times. But it was at these parties, awkwardly enough, during bathroom breaks; <br />where i would look into the mirror at stare at myself. I would realize, it was in these times with close friends, unwinding, acting ridiculous, making stories that would be told on sunday night, where I'd talk to myself in the mirror. <br /><br />"self," i'd say, "this is amazing. don't lose times like these because you can't put effort into work during the week." and now I'm here, a year later. there were such desperate nights of sitting alone where i never though, honestly never ever thought i would be a junior here, in 2005. i made it. <br /><br />it was tonight i was reminded. sitting out on a porch with the perimeter strung up with bright magenta, blue, orange, green, and reds, sipping a drink and talking to random people i didn't know abour relationships; things will always get better.<br /><br />as kelly said, it doesnt matter the situation you're in. we're lucky enough to be able to make things of our situations with effort. <br /><br />i also remember a random person and i had a converation about relationships for like, an hour. relationships are made up of many layers. the spiritual, the sexual, the friendship, the companionship, etc. it takes love to incorporate and understand all of these layers, she said. i just wrote most of this to dwell on.<br />goodnight. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:16750 2005-09-15T17:21:58Z 2005-09-15T17:21:58Z their words drip onto my open wounds like a salted lemon.<br />i feel forgotten already.<br /><br />ruffles and gravy said i was turning into a hobbit.<br />seems that way. i've been dwelling my little cavern with visitors from time to time.<br />rarely going to the cafeteria.<br />often going to my bed, and closing my eyes until the clock has added, sometimes, subtracted three or four.<br /><br /><br />lay awake in the dark.<br />my memories swiftly knock three times.<br />i forgot to deadbolt the door again.<br /><br />last weekend was a welcome oasis. <br />brian & kelly stayed the weekend.<br />sean, chris, and eric swung around friday.<br /><br />it's been less than two weeks that i've been here.<br />mixed bag. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:16265 2005-09-10T07:37:09Z 2005-09-10T07:37:09Z If you leave, don't leave now<br />Please don't take my heart away<br />Promise me just one more night<br />Then we'll go our separate ways<br />We've always had time on our sides<br />Now it's fading fast<br />Every second every moment<br />We've gotta make it last<br /><br />I touch you once I touch you twice<br />I won't let go at any price<br />I need you now like I needed you then<br />You always said we'd still be friends someday<br /><br />If you leave I won't cry<br />I won't waste "A" single day<br />But if you leave don't look back<br />I'll be running the other way<br />Seven years went under the bridge<br />Like time was standing still<br />Heaven knows what happens now<br />You've gotta say you will<br /><br />I touch you once I touch you twice<br />I won't let go at any price<br />I need you now like I needed you then<br />You always said we'd meet again, someday<br /><br />I touch you once I touch you twice<br />I won't let go at any price<br />I need you now like I needed you then<br />You always said we'd meet again, someday<br /><br />If you leave<br />If you leave<br />Don't look back<br />Don't look back urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:15954 2005-09-09T20:43:55Z 2005-09-09T20:44:09Z the final few hours of my summer was spent in a car, buzzing down the main roads of reading dusk. brown and light oranges began to awake on the horizon, cutting into the pale blues of the single digit am's. <br /><br />imogen heap played and placed any free floating thoughts onto the back burner.<br />for later, not now. for later.<br /><br /><i>.where are we? what the hell is going on. <br /><br />spin me around again. <br />sinking feeling. </i><br /><br />perched in my windowsill today, i observed the various couples make their way past my glass eyes.<br />i don't think i've spent so much time by myself in my entire life. <br /><br />i always find convenient ways to rely on other people.<br />inviting them to run errands, inviting them to do anything that i could do alone.<br /><br /><i>it's for the best it's good to be independant. you need to get over your attention craving. </i><br />it hurts. i'll learn. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:15798 2005-09-07T06:00:57Z 2005-09-07T06:00:57Z <b>bittersweet.</b><br /><br />the sweet delights my mind.<br />the bitterness bruises my chest.<br /><br />it's so easy to get mixed up in your thoughts when you're in a room full of them and no one else. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:15425 2005-09-04T20:27:41Z 2005-09-04T20:27:41Z 1. Reply with your name and I will write something random about you.<br />2. I will then tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.<br />3. I will pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.<br />4. I will say something that only makes sense to you and me.<br />5. I will tell you my first memory of you.<br />6. I will tell you what color you remind me of.<br />7. I'll then ask you something that I've always wondered about you. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:15133 2005-09-04T10:42:21Z 2005-09-04T10:42:21Z so im not in bed, but at sean renos house.<br />we're both overtired and playing video games and made this sweet game ourselves.<br />i cant stop laughing.<br /><br />when i get pulled over by a cop, im going to say "OUTTA MY WAY!!!!"<br />when its my birthday and its my grandfathers last year alive, he says make a wish, and i look at right at him and say you two outta my way.<br />we ate so many bagels. now im sleeping on his floor. but i want his 23342 dollars cheeta comforter. now.<br /><br />we get like 2 hours of sleep. and we're going to watch 532 episodes of the OC tomorrow night before i go to school. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:15094 2005-09-04T04:32:16Z 2005-09-04T04:32:16Z home alone.<br />deafening silence is snipped by a pair of water drop scissors hitting the sink rhythmically.<br /><br />walk, maybe a drive.<br />what i'm thinking and / or feeling is being blocked by something.<br /><br />i have a love hate relationship with isolation.<br />but how isolated is someone who has AIM?<br /><br />word vomit. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:14622 2005-09-03T05:41:05Z 2005-09-03T06:14:47Z two hondas and a mazda lined the mcsweeney's lawn underneath a pin pricked night sky.<br />a chill breeze crept past.<br />everything's changing.<br />like our cars, we're all going in different directions.<br />one to dartmouth, two to florida, one to boston.<br />but for one night, we were all parked at brian mcsweeney's.<br /><br />seven eleven nights are few and far between.<br />but when i stand out there with the few closest friends,<br />idling standing by, the cigarette smoke dancing towards illuminated night.<br />i feel like nothing will ever change.<br />or maybe its my inner self begging with fate to make it stay this way forever.<br /><br />i know someday i'll miss nights like this. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:14539 2005-09-02T16:07:23Z 2005-09-02T16:07:23Z A letter from Michael Moore to President George "W-hydontigetmyassintogearorimgoingtogodowninhistoryasanawfulpresident" Bush<br /><br /><br />Friday, September 2nd, 2005<br /><br />Dear Mr. Bush:<br /><br />Any idea where all our helicopters are? It's Day 5 of Hurricane Katrina and thousands remain stranded in New Orleans and need to be airlifted. Where on earth could you have misplaced all our military choppers? Do you need help finding them? I once lost my car in a Sears parking lot. Man, was that a drag.<br /><br />Also, any idea where all our national guard soldiers are? We could really use them right now for the type of thing they signed up to do like helping with national disasters. How come they weren't there to begin with?<br /><br />Last Thursday I was in south Florida and sat outside while the eye of Hurricane Katrina passed over my head. It was only a Category 1 then but it was pretty nasty. Eleven people died and, as of today, there were still homes without power. That night the weatherman said this storm was on its way to New Orleans. That was Thursday! Did anybody tell you? I know you didn't want to interrupt your vacation and I know how you don't like to get bad news. Plus, you had fundraisers to go to and mothers of dead soldiers to ignore and smear. You sure showed her!<br /><br />I especially like how, the day after the hurricane, instead of flying to Louisiana, you flew to San Diego to party with your business peeps. Don't let people criticize you for this -- after all, the hurricane was over and what the heck could you do, put your finger in the dike?<br /><br />And don't listen to those who, in the coming days, will reveal how you specifically reduced the Army Corps of Engineers' budget for New Orleans this summer for the third year in a row. You just tell them that even if you hadn't cut the money to fix those levees, there weren't going to be any Army engineers to fix them anyway because you had a much more important construction job for them -- BUILDING DEMOCRACY IN IRAQ!<br /><br />On Day 3, when you finally left your vacation home, I have to say I was moved by how you had your Air Force One pilot descend from the clouds as you flew over New Orleans so you could catch a quick look of the disaster. Hey, I know you couldn't stop and grab a bullhorn and stand on some rubble and act like a commander in chief. Been there done that.<br /><br />There will be those who will try to politicize this tragedy and try to use it against you. Just have your people keep pointing that out. Respond to nothing. Even those pesky scientists who predicted this would happen because the water in the Gulf of Mexico is getting hotter and hotter making a storm like this inevitable. Ignore them and all their global warming Chicken Littles. There is nothing unusual about a hurricane that was so wide it would be like having one F-4 tornado that stretched from New York to Cleveland.<br /><br />No, Mr. Bush, you just stay the course. It's not your fault that 30 percent of New Orleans lives in poverty or that tens of thousands had no transportation to get out of town. C'mon, they're black! I mean, it's not like this happened to Kennebunkport. Can you imagine leaving white people on their roofs for five days? Don't make me laugh! Race has nothing -- NOTHING -- to do with this!<br /><br />You hang in there, Mr. Bush. Just try to find a few of our Army helicopters and send them there. Pretend the people of New Orleans and the Gulf Coast are near Tikrit.<br /><br />Yours,<br /><br />Michael Moore<br />MMFlint@aol.com<br />www.MichaelMoore.com urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:14236 2005-09-02T10:15:09Z 2005-09-02T10:15:09Z on a list of changes, errands, decisions, directions, choices and moves,<br />sleep does not make the cut. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:13899 2005-09-01T04:12:00Z 2005-09-01T04:15:03Z oh, yeah.<br />last night i saw these guys at the middle east, downstairs.<br /><br /><b>engine down</b> & <b>bella lea</b>, for engine down's last tour / last show in boston.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/aames/181231591_l.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"><br /><br />both were amazing. thanks to kelly and brian for convincing me to go with them.<br />maura sang with engine down for a song, & engine down ended / prior to the encore by playing out a song, and then one by one putting down an instrument and walking off solemnly, leaving but the drummer, with a single light on him. it was incredible.<br /><br /><br />oh. and, also.<br />i'm basically infatuated with maura davis, of bella lea.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/aames/LOVE.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:13586 2005-09-01T03:22:27Z 2005-09-01T03:26:51Z the air conditioning was the only steady sound in the room.<br />my father's voice went in and out as he gave me advice and inquired as to my next steps.<br /><br /><i>my next steps</i> <br /><br />the flirtation of those words from standing next to eachother makes me treat the insides of my lips like chewing gum. <br /><br />just one more pairing of words to join the plethora of other sad entries about confusion, nerves, and expectations as the beauty of our summer slips from our palms like carelessly cupped water.<br /><br />they want to sell our house. they want to head towards the next step.<br />the overwhelming hunter and kelly greens of our backyard. the lush depths of our forest.<br /><br />the battlefields. the radio stations. the police barracks. the warehouses. the army headquarters. the highways. the other worlds. the temples. <br /><br />everything it once was will soon be beyond grasps.<br />the memory joggers will no longer greet me every waking.<br /><br />i love my neighborhood. i loved my neighborhood.<br />my...my... for never more.<br /><br />but aside from that. aside from painless words and painful realities.<br />i've been given so much. i only pray that within a few years i can figure out a way to give, myself.<br /><br />my nineteenth year gave me lows and highs.<br />i'll never forget either.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/aames/99071.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"><br /><br />this summer was the best i've ever had.<br />my friends saw to that.<br /><br />life is an oddity in itself.<br />to understand one's place, one must understand so much else.<br /><br />so amidst entries of knowing thyself, knowing what's next, knowing what it is to be taken in life,<br />i know not, and will not claim any of the above.<br /><br />the world's a-changing.<br />i hope i can do so for the best. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:13350 2005-08-26T07:04:14Z 2005-08-26T07:04:14Z eyes stinging from the kiss of smoke.<br />body and perception flirt, and both slow.<br />exhaustion in return for an amazing night at erics with amazing kids.<br /><br />hardcore dancing and skanking in the streets, kings, fountain of mystery, chilly nights = mint. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:13043 2005-08-24T06:02:06Z 2005-08-24T06:02:06Z thanks to some amazing people.<br />this birthday was one of the best ever.<br /><br />thank you. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:12722 2005-08-20T23:15:32Z 2005-08-21T01:59:38Z the dreaded number is in three days.<br />let's do something, no?<br /><br />THE OC SEASON 2 DVD IS RELEASED ON MY BIRTHDAY . urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:12294 2005-08-19T21:08:40Z 2005-08-19T21:08:40Z remember that one time i reformatted my hard drive and it was the dumbest idea ever?<br />aim doesn't work.<br />wireless internet doesn't work.<br />every song ever is gone.<br /><br />wicked. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:12108 2005-08-13T12:33:33Z 2005-08-13T12:33:33Z Alright. So I strayed from this journal a little.<br />Now the clock reads eighttwoseven, and I'm awake.<br />With this cute little brunette still sleeping behind me.<br /><br />In about two hours, Jen Simmonds and I will be travelling to CBGB's in The Big Apple.<br />It doesn't matter that I've driven that far.<br />It doesn't matter that I've been to NYC once when I was 10.<br /><br />We have absolutely no idea how we're doing this other than pressing a gas pedal down and steering.<br />We haven't even printed up directions yet.<br /><br />It's going to be an adventure to say the least.<br />Luck should be wished times ten. <br /><br />Enjoy your saturday. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:11819 2005-08-12T22:05:45Z 2005-08-12T22:05:45Z Adventure.<br /><br />Tonight - Spill Canvas in store.<br />Saturday - Saosin, Hawthorne Heights, Funeral for a Friend, The Receiving End of Sirens, Hit the Lights.<br />Monday - Warped Tour. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:11390 2005-07-29T13:40:53Z 2005-07-29T13:41:53Z a hand goes up.<br />question?<br />yes, yes, i've got one; ...what's it like? <br /><br />a drive with anticipation of the night ahead<br />a sky pink and violet behind you.<br />a drive eight hours later with anticipation of your bed<br />a sky indigo & brown riding shotgun.<br /><br />a wonderful evening at victorias. made friends i didn't have. saw friends i hadn't seen.<br />there was even a taking back sunday car ride. what night is complete without.<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/aames/99120.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:11135 2005-07-28T03:21:34Z 2005-07-28T03:22:08Z & i'm dreaming hopelessly.<br /> in a city by the sea.<br />it's taken oh so long<br />to sing this simple song. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:10764 2005-07-27T07:02:52Z 2005-07-27T07:08:01Z <img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/aames/99095.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"><br /><br />orange puddles splash across the black asphalt tonight. <br />yet, they do every night. <br />but only when i take a casual glance out my window.<br /><br />the neighborhood sits so peaceful tonight.<br />as it does every night in the wee hours.<br />but only when i take a look out my window.<br /><br />i haven't seriously written in here for a while, and that breaks one of my pledges. i always grow tired of keeping it all inside my head, so the faucet's been turned, and here sits my sink.<br /><br />what can really be said about this summer thus far. <br />a pop culture teen movie. a number of challenges. <br />revelations. understanding life and the life of mine within it.<br /><br />friendships have grown incredibly strong, and for that i am happy. last summer at this time i had few to call my close friends. now i have a circle of individuals who i wouldn't want gone from my side that i could name in a snapshot.<br /><br />my body and eyes are exhausted, but my mind is convinced that something is yet to happen, just as it was when i was younger. when my parents put me to bed and left the hall light on for me, with my door open just a sliver, i'd pout and sit up, arms folded, eyes darting. i was <b> sure </b> they were having a big party downstairs. i'd always sneak down on padded PJ feet to find them reading, watching tv, or making out. <br /><i>psyche.</i> and thank god for that.<br /><br />there's one more calendar page of summer left.<br />there's less than 30 boxes until my birthday.<br /><br />my eyes don't want to play anymore.<br />goodnight. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____likethieves:10455 2005-07-23T06:05:42Z 2005-07-23T06:05:42Z i wish there was a way to chronicle all my memories and adventures without having to type them all out.<br /><br />i wish people didnt leave my life so fast.