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02 August 2005 @ 04:11 pm
lunch with sara, lane, and michael is my favorite.
11 January 2005 @ 05:25 pm
so back to school...
i really dont like my classes
and i realy want B lunch
hopefully i will switch into drama
and then be in b lunch
not that i dont love all my a lunchers
mr tullys class is very scary
he is nice though
just his class
i love my math teacher
he has surf posters up so tats a good sign
and gina is in my class
i love lane
and our lovely conversation yesterday
and our awesome new years pictures
i showed scott and ian
they loved them
so my hair
it is short light and reswooped
i think i like it
but not sure
this girl lisa tought me and carlee wee related today
cause we have the same eyes
(and hair
hairspray on saturday
my birthday all over again
lane will make ma pants
i miss jessika
i dont see her all day
thats sad
i miss first semester
i miss how things were
i miss you

but holding people away from you, and denying yourself love, that doesnt make you a stronger person. if anything, it makes you weaker. because youre doing it out of fear of taking a chance. of letting go and giving into it, and thats what makes up what we are, risks. thats living. being to scared to even try it- thats just a waste. i can say i made alot of mistakes, but i dont regret things. because at least i didnt spend life standing on the outside, wondering what living would be like.
-This Lullaby

jon: wouldnt it be cool to have a mom thats a teahcer?
me: like your mom?
05 January 2005 @ 06:23 pm
1. Comment and I'll pick one of your LJ interests and draw you a picture, using the mighty MS Paint.

2. You have no say in what I draw you! Or in how much it will suck! (And believe me, it will!)

3. Put this in your journal. And the pic someone drew for you.

Nikki freaking owns

31 December 2004 @ 06:34 pm

ill leave you with some Death Cab...

So this is the new year.
And i don't feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance.

So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For self assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions

So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogues bleed into one

I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then i could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freeways
There'd be no distance that can hold us back.
Current Mood: hopefulhopeful
27 December 2004 @ 09:00 am
k so i went to but the stupid thing in the box because were going to take it back today because ipods are crap and i decided to try and turn in on 1 more time and guess what people? yup...it worked. so it stopped working for like 4 days and now its back. awesome!
so now i might not be going to disney becase there are no rooms at the contemperary or grand floridian towers. so i will probably be here for new years. woo freaking whoo.
23 December 2004 @ 09:02 am
i HATE being sick
i threw up a gazillion times
but i got around 15 or so hours of sleep which hasnt happened in like..years
and i have listened to transatlanicism (the whole cd)about 5 times
deathcab love
i am supposed to go to boca mall and then the dentist today
but i dont think that is gonna happen
maybe i will have an oc marathon
maybe not
was it really my fault?

i broke another ipod
this one wont turn on either

This is the moment that you know
That you told her that you loved her but you don't
You touched her skin and then you think
That she is beautiful, but she don't mean a thing to me.
Yeah she is beautiful, but she don't mean a thing to me

I spent two weeks in Silverlake, the California sun cascading down my face
There was a girl with light brown streaks,
And she was beautiful, but she didn't mean a thing to me
Yeah she was beautiful, but she didn't mean a thing to me

I wanted to believe in all the words that I was speaking as we moved together in the dark
And all the friends that I was telling all the playful misspellings and every bite I gave that left a mark
Then tiny vessels oozed into your neck and formed the bruises that you said you didn't want to fade
But they did and so did I that day

All I see are dark gray clouds in the distance moving closer with every hour
So when you'd ask, "Is something wrong?" (I'd think)
"You're damn right there is, but we can't talk about it now. No we can't talk about it now."

So one last touch and then you'll go and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more
But it was vile and it was cheap and you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
Yeah, you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me.
Yeah, you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me.
Current Music: deathcabforcutie// tinyvessels