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5/15/05 01:16 pm

So Michaela Petrovich is going to her senior prom solo. Is she upset? Not really. Bummed out? Yeah, but what is there to do about it. I am going to put on a brave face and enjoy myself. I am going to dance with as many people as possible and have a great time. I figure its easier if I don't have a date. Right? Right.

1/31/05 11:18 pm

I'm on Steroids!!!

1/19/05 05:03 pm

So I am nearly done with the beautiful telescope!!! My dad planed the wood, but made me do the rest. Shucks. We cut some wood and part way through my dad starting cussing. Apparently he's allergic to the stuff and didn't realize it was that kind until after we cut it. He started sneezing like crazy and his eyes got all puffy and red and he couldn't see. (Very bad when you are in a woodshop!) I'm sneezing now too. I showered to get all the dust off of me, but it doesn't seem to be helping a whole lot. Jesus!!

At least Team Viking will have an awesome telescope!!

1/18/05 05:59 pm

Everyone must collect change for

Rachel Fukaya!!!

change and bills of any size are accepted

She's the sophomore class nominee for Winter Homecoming!

All $ goes to help fight AIDS.

You're supporting 2 GREAT causes!!!

(well 3. I havc my heart set on her winning)

 

1/7/05 03:16 pm - Where will I be?

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Me in August! Goodbye, Salinas...

CIAO, ITALIA!

12/24/04 05:30 pm

Happy Christmas!

10/27/04 04:19 pm - Halloween Costume Crisis

Can't make up my mind. Its between...
 

Chicken with its head cut off. A little too graphic for me. And not very pro-animal rights

or

Yes. It is a burning piece of sh*t.

 

Oh. The possibilities.

10/26/04 05:37 pm

Uneventful day.

It rained. Tomorrow is supposed to have thunderstorms. Wicked.

I need to paint. I havent in a while. I keep meaning to. I have so much inspiration right now, but no ideas of how to get my feelings onto the canvas. I will push myself to do so tonight. The result will be no sistine chapel, but thats not the point.

My uneventful day is accompanied by the uneventful entry.

10/8/04 10:56 pm - Liberace: My Father

I think I want to be a carrot for Halloween this year. Or maybe a yam.

I got food poisoning from yams at Thanksgiving last year. It was the only thing I ate. I spewed orange for 2 solid days. No yams for Halloween.

A toothbrush? Or I could put my ever popular California Raisin costume to use again. Why do I like Halloween? This year it is a Sunday. How lame.

I am going to dress my father up as Liberace this year. I am going to make him do it. I've wanted him to for a long time. Too long.

10/3/04 08:02 am - Fights problems with bigger problems

I want to be a kid again, when my biggest problem was whether I wanted apple juice or milk. Growing up has no advantages. Who wants constant responsibility? Every little thing I do, it goes on my name. I used to never care about my reputation. But I don't want to be known as the failure. The one who fails at everything. Can't get into college. Can't do anything with her life. I am constantly reminding me that I used to be a 4.1 student, that school was everything to me. Then I dropped out of honors. I did drugs. Even bigger, I turned to theater as my safe haven. I buried myself. I am constantly reminded that I hide in my work. That I hide behind a person, a face that is not my own. I live a life that is not my own and will never be my own. What will you do if you don't go to college? Are you going to screw up like your sisters? Or better yet, be so drugged up for the rest of your life that nothing you do will ever make it better? That what happens. If you don't go. That is exactly what is going to happen to you. You will be just like the rest of them. You'll let your father down. Show him that he is a complete failure as father. Why do you continue to hide?! Nothing will come out of it!
I don't hide. I am my work. I put it above anything else. So when that fails I fail. And I will be just like the rest of them, except one thing. I tried. I made my effort. And it takes a colossal failure to bring me down. And I will struggle. I will risk everything to get myself back up. I won't and don't need anyone to depend on. I refuse to be like my sisters and depend on a husband for what I am perfectly capable of doing on my own. Without failure, man learns nothing. I am waiting for it. I want it. I want it to be done with so I may start again. A fresh new beginning.
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