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humor me, please. [14 Mar 2005|11:56pm]
BE COOL....
if you read my journal, may you please fill out the following?
[ INSERT A PHOTO OF YOURSELF AND/OR YOUR LOVE HERE ]

01. name
02. age/dob
03. sex
04. sexual orientation
05. ethnicity
06. religion
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any questions for me? ask them away ( ! )

ANNNND ... .. ...

1. tell me an quirky fact about you
2. tell me your favourite song of the moment
3. tell me your favourite song of all time
4. tell me what you expect from me in the next month.

ANNNNNND.... ... ...


i wish none of my friends knew how i felt. i fucking hate this. but i do get what i deserve. what goes around TRULY comes around.. motherfucker. you'll get yours.
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random... no? [20 Feb 2005|08:55pm]
[ mood | thoughtful ]

wow i got emo on that last one.

so, i'm twenty. i don't know what i want, where i'm going, or what i'm going to do in the next five years. i'm not as independent as i like to think i am, shit, i still live off my parents, living at home, getting gas money every once in awhile, i don't get financial aid or grants or nothing special. i work to have my own money in which i like to blow on stupid temporarily-make-me-happy items like a new phone, an ipod, a digital camera, shoes.. and boy, lots of em.

i always thought about moving out, mostly because i just don't want to get bitched at when i get home 12 in the morning. i like going to school, hate the work, but love actually going to school. it gives me a sense of direction, i still don't know where i'm going but at least i'm getting somewhere and doing something productive with my time.

i have friends, plenty, but still, i only stay close to a few. my best friend, almost my kin, my brother, tony. i love him without even thinking about it. he is my "savior" in this crazy life.. the one thing constant. other than him, everyone else seems to disappear quickly. especially the male figures i've grown with. they seem to turn their backs like nothing ever happened. it sort of makes me sad, but if it's one thing i learned, you can never make their minds up.

i'd like to believe that i am pretty mature for my age. i mean, don't get me wrong, i do have my insecure moments and my selfish moments, sometimes together.. which let me tell you is not a good thing. i'd like to believe i am strong, loving, caring, and acceptable. i try to learn with every experience, but many times i fall short and well, i make the same mistakes.

i'm a strong believer in love and in change. i believe everyone has some good in them, and their will to change is what can make it shine through. i think love is the most powerful thing there is. an act of love, loving someone, falling for someone, infatuation, unconditional love, any type.. it's a powerful thing. love can chage someone, good or bad. but you can never help the way you feel.

i believe that no matter how bad a person can treat you, they can change. that it is just some poor excuse to get the easy way out. it's much easier to treat someone like shit than to open up to them. don't you think?

i'm very insecure.. afraid.. and hopeful. there are many things i have to be thankful for, my family, life, education, housing, wealth, health, experience, friends, love, lessons, abilities.. but i still think i'm not good enough, i'll never be that person he/she wants and strives for me to be. i fear for loneliness, getting lost in the crowd, and for being labelled a disappointment. i try to stand out, putting effort in my hair and clothes, i give and give and give of myself just to make someone else happy.

i'm selfish and i like attention. i starve for affection. i love being in love and loving someone. i believe. i've lost many things, but have learned more.

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the way i want to love [12 Jan 2005|09:57pm]
[ mood | sad ]

i want to be able to kick it at his house without worrying about his parents being home.. and vice versa. i want to hold his hand to make all my "bad day" troubles go away. i want to have "the moment" kiss with him, where my breath is so taken away and i'm at a loss of words everytime. i want to lie in bed with him and not worry if he's expecting a little more. i want to fall asleep with him when the nights are cold. i want him to be the first one i call when i have grand news. i want to buy him shoes. i want to be close with his family.. like it was my own second family. i want his cousins/siblings/nephews/nieces to be able to look up to me for advice. i want to see them eye to eye, or at least understand where he's coming from. i want him to be nice about me gaining weight instead of poking fun, literally and figuratively. i want to have mobile to mobile with him. i want him to have a crazy sense of fashion.. but not hardcore japanese style. i want him to find me sexy and beautiful at the same time. i want him to be funny and serious at the same time. i want to be able to not care and wear sweats and/or without fixing my hair. i want to sit on the couch and watch movies with him. i want to know how he feels about me and about us, no guessing games. i want to feel (something) special everytime we're near. i want to think about him and smile ear to ear. i want to laugh so hard that my stomach hurts and my cheeks are locked. i want him to comment on my hair everytime i fix it differently or get it cut a certain way. i want to have plenty of inside jokes. i want to have a mutual admiration for art. i want to be made fun of by him so we can wrestle. i want him to be my soul mate, my best friend, my love, my lover. i want him to wear cool boxers that make me laugh. i want him to not be shy around my parents. i want him to know how to fight but not resort to it every ten seconds. i want him to be honest and openly honest. i want him not to use the word "fag(got)". i want him to feed me. i want to be able to kiss him on the cheek without bumping heads. i want to be called his girlfriend in front of his friends. i want him to want to share a meal with me. i want to have plenty of pictures of us. i want to go to the beach, travel, the park, the mall with him. i don't want to feel jealous or feel insecure about him, myself, or us. i want to trust him and him trust me. i want to be able to talk to friends without him trippin out. i want to make mistakes but not be condemned by him. i want to learn and grow with him and/or because him. i want to feel comfortable with him. i want him around.

i miss it. :(

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something i learned in hs [12 Feb 2004|10:39am]
[ mood | embarrassed ]

guys play love for sex.
girls play sex for love.


interesting.
happy valentine's.
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