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8:34 pm
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| Thursday, April 24th, 2003
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3:50 pm
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lalalalalalalalala
(Everyone feels so far away from me)
Heavy thoughts sift through dust and the lies
Trying not to break but I’m so tired of this deceit
Everytime I try to make myself get back up on my feet
All I ever think about is this
All the tiring time between
And how trying to put my trust in you
Just takes so much out of me
I take everything from the inside
And throw it all away
‘Cause I swear for the last time
I won’t trust myself with you
Tension is building inside steadily
(Everyone feels so far away from me)
Heavy thoughts forcing their way out of me
Trying not to break but I’m so tired of this deceit
Everytime I try to make myself get back up on my feet
All I ever think about is this
All the tiring time between
And how trying to put my trust in you
Just takes so much out of me
I take everything from the inside
And throw it all away
‘Cause I swear for the last time
I won’t trust myself with you
I won’t waste myself on you
You
You
Waste myself on you
You
You
I’ll take everything from the inside
And throw it all away
‘Cause I swear for the last time
I won’t trust myself with you
Everything from the inside
And just throw it all away
‘Cause I swear for the last time
I won’t trust myself with you
You
You
current mood:  complacent
current music: From the Inside | Linkin Park
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| Monday, April 21st, 2003
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10:00 pm
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| Friday, April 18th, 2003
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3:36 pm - Loooooong.
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11:12 am - Yay!
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My LJ's a year and sixteen days old. Woohoo!
So. What is on the agenda for today? Character shoe shopping, and sitting around some more, it seems. Wee!
o.o I wanna go see a movie. >.> Just not at Carmel, no.
current mood:  okay
current music: Questioned Apocalypse | Dispatch
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| Thursday, April 17th, 2003
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10:32 pm
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Thirty-nine days left of school.
Sixty-five days left until camp.
I'm starting to get a headache.
All humans seem to be capable of doing is leaving.
...
Fuck everything.
current mood:  pessimistic
current music: Hey, hey | Dispatch
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| Monday, April 14th, 2003
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5:32 pm - Sexy Irish Dude!
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Act your age?
Depend on the situation. I guess? Maybe? I think sometimes I act younger, sometimes older.
B - Born on what day of the week?
No idea.
C - Chore you hate?
Cleaning my room.
D - Dad's name?
Kenneth. What kind of a name is that?
E - Essential makeup item?
Lipgloss.
F - Favorite actor?
I dunno.
G - Gold or silver?
Silver
H - Hometown?
Mahopac, NY.
I - Instruments you play?
Djembe, piano sorta, voice.
J - Job title?
n.n Student.
K - Kids?
Ew.
L - Living arrangements?
parent's house
M - Mother's name?
Suzanne.
N - Number of people you've slept with?
One.
O - Overnight hospital stays?
Eww.
P - Phobia?
I don't really have any big phobias.. I just don't like waterfalls, or fish.
Q - Quote you like?
n.n Lotsa stuff.
R - Religious affiliation?
Don't have an organized religion, some kind of atheist/agnostic hybrid though.
S - Siblings?
Younger sister.
T - Time you wake up?
Around ten when there's not school, 5:36 if there is.
U - Unique habit?
Mow?
V - Vegetable you refuse to eat?
Most of them. Broccoli especially.
W- Worst habit?
Spending large quantities of money on drugs?
X - X-rays you've had?
Hand for no apparent reason, teeth at the dentist.
Y - Yummy food you make?
Uh.. I can cook okay, if I'm following a recipe. o.o My pot dishes tend to suck, but I don't think that's my fault.
Z - Zodiac Sign?
Aquarius
current mood: refreshed
current music: Elias | Dispatch
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| Saturday, April 12th, 2003
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2:53 pm - Epiphany
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If, by any chance, I included something about killing Mike Kousis, I withdraw it now.
I'll just let someone else do it when he graduates.
I think I'm in shock.
I didn't expect him to call yesterday.
I definately didn't expect him to call today.
o.o And I did not know there was a nail salon behind Gino's. ..And to the left, sorta.
current mood: numb
current music: Marijuana
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1:55 pm
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If I die on at 12am on my 28th birthday, I have 111,960 hours to live.
Or 6,717,600 minutes.
Or 403,056,000 seconds.
Look at the things I come up with when I'm bored.
current mood:  dorky
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11:16 am - Week in a nutshell, again.
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Monday:
Got high, early dismissal.
Tuesday: Two hour delay, rehearsal.
Wednesday: Another two hour delay, rehearsal.
Thursday: Only full day of school, rehearsal.
Yesterday:
First- Uhh.. Renaissance test.
Second- Chorus, got called down to Disanto's office. >.> It's a good thing I had good grades last quarter, it's the only thing that kept him from realizing I had cut all of those classes.
Third- English.. We walked in and all of the desks were pushed to the sides of the room. Mr. Clements was playing annoying caribbean music on his computer, and told us that we were on an uninhabited island, and the class had to come up with a list of rules, and a survival plan and stuff. It was really fun- I'm the medicine man and Squifi's my apprentice.
Eighth- It was a half day, so yeah. Didn't do anything at all, but got a 10/10 on the lab that I just traced random circular things.
After school, Brie came over and we ate popcorn chickens, and she took a nap. Then she went home, and I sat online like usual.
The door is open,
Come on inside..
current mood: hopeful
current music: Mayday | Dispatch
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| Friday, April 11th, 2003
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10:10 pm
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Yay.. pretty new icon that clashes with the lain theme, wee!
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3:52 pm
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FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
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| Sunday, April 6th, 2003
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3:09 pm - Elias | Dispatch
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Kasiwa i
Makasimba ere
Ndakasimba kana makasimba ow
Ndakasimba
Your raise your head, you beat the sun
But your boys they lie so close to you
Do you dare get up and wake the two
Oh Elias, I see you tere at work in the day time
Do you think you could answer all the questions in the world?
In just one word- I think you could
If you die will I get world that you're gone?
Or will I hear it in passing conversation?
Or will I stop short and fall to the ground?
Distance is short when your hand carries what your eye found
Hold my hand just one more time
To see if you're really going to meet me
Honest and Manuel, well they're at school now
Given the chance that their father's never seen
To see what's beyond section 17
And in ten years when you look back at your boys
Well you know they've grown way taller than the tallest
Sugar cane in the field
If you die will I get word that you're gone
Or will I hear it in passing conversation?
Or will I stop short and fall to the ground?
Distance is short when your hand carries what your eye found
Hold my hand just one more time
To see if you're really going to meet me
Hold my hand just one more time
Hold my hand just one more time
Hold my hand just one more time
To see if you're really going to meet me..
I see your wife she stands stooped over by the fire outside
And I see your boys and when they look up
You know I think they got their mother's eyes
'cause she looks so proud, she looks so happy
She looks so proud, she looks so happy
If you die, will I get word that your gone?
Or will I hear it in passing conversation?
Or will I stop short and fall to the ground?
Distance is short when your hand carries what your eye found
Hold my hand just one more time
To see if you're really going to meet me
Hold my hand just one more time
To see if you're really going to meet me
Hold my hand just one more time
Hold my hand just one more time
Hold my hand just one more time
To see if you're really going to meet me
Hold my hand just one more time
To see if you're really going to meet me...
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2:55 pm
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And I will walk with you
Using the stars as guides
On a homeward path we go
Knowing our time is nigh
I, I will walk.. to be with you
So put your hand in mine
And lay your head to rest
We'll light the candles now
They won't be lit for long
We'll know our day was blessed
I, I will walk.. to be with you
All I've done, all I've done
Just to be with you
And I will walk with you
Using the stars as our guides
On a homeward path we go
Knowing our time is nigh
I, I will walk with you
All that I've done, and all I say
To be with you...
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2:13 pm - Pretty Decent Weekend
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It's beena pretty decent weekend.
Yesterday I sat around and made some butter while my mom was out. Washed my hair then went to Brie's for dinner. She had some odd yet cool relatives over. Her Uncle-thing looks like some guy from some TV show or some movie, and I can't place him. I know he looks like this kid from my gym class last year, but also some other guy.. Grr.
Went back to my house. Dani couldn't come, because she was sick, so it was just Brie and I. Waited for my mom to go upstairs, then went into the kitchen and put the butter on toast, then covered it with peanut butter and jelly. Ate.
Was high. We watched the news upside down and part of Indiana Jones. He really is sexy. >.> Don't tell Dan. Not that I ever see Dan anymore, anyway.
I don't remember much more.
Woke up pretty early, due to the fact that Brie had to leave at ten. Which woulda seemed early for us anyway, but with daylight savings time it was even more evil. I don't like waking up.
Ran out to the mall, and bought three CDs.
Dispatch- Silent Steeples and Bang Bang.
Phish- Billy Breathes
Yays.
current mood: mellow
current music: Dispatch- Flying Horses
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| Friday, April 4th, 2003
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5:21 pm - Long time, no update..
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So.
The week in a nutshell.
Monday- Sick, stayed home.
Tuesday- Sick, stayed home.
Wednesday- Not really sick at all, stayed home and went to Brie's. We watched crappy gameshows and soap operas and stuff.
Yesterday-
Went to school. Went to drama. Very tiring.
Today-
First- No Honohan, worked on Cervantes research project, and finished the Alchemist essay.
Second- Didn't sing, sat there. Watched Brie played Tetris.
Third- Handed in essay, started reading Lord of the Flies, listened to some of the group thingies.
Fourth- Uh.. Bad lunch period. Very bad lunch period. No Joe, just me and Squifi, then Squifi fled, and Dave came over. Poor Dave's stuck here next year. Met Kousis in the hallway afterwards, was surprised to actually get stuff offa him. It smells really strongly..
Fifth- Math, no Miller. Took a test even though I wasn't there for the unit- stupid sub. Think I did okay anyway, it wasn't very hard to figure it out. Was happy because my coat stank nice.
Sixth- German, uhhhh.. Went over more book stuff. Herr Whatshisface was there to grade her again.
Seventh- Double period of Earth Science. Was driven insane by the smell of my coat. It smelled good, and I desparately wanted to get out of there.
Eighth- Stayed after to make up a test. Easy. Got bitched at by Frau Hartnett.
Now.. Coat still smells.
Tomorrow will be a good day, and this will be a good weekend.
Happy Birthday Jeffs.
current mood: crazy
current music: I stole a ring from the flying horses, and its all rusty now
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| Sunday, March 30th, 2003
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6:38 pm
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Decided to unprotect this journal, since I dont' really say anything here anyway.
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| Wednesday, January 8th, 2003
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11:35 am - True Dreams of Wichita
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Signal got lost to the satellite
Got lost in the
Rideup to the
Plungedown;
Man sends the ray of the electric light
Sends the impulse
Through the air
Down to home
And you can stand
On the arms
Of the Waynesburg Bridge
Crying
Hey man, well this is Babylon
And you can fire out on a bus
To the outside world
Down to Louisiana
You can take her with you
I've seen the
Rains of the real world
Come forward on the plain
I've seen the Kansas of your sweet little myth
You've never seen it, no,
I'm half sick on the drinks you mixed
Through your
True dreams
Of Wichita
Brooklyn like a sea in the asphalt stalks
Push out dead air from a parking garage
Where you stand with the keys and your cool hat of silence
Where you grip her love like a driver's liscense
I've seen you
Fire up the gas in the engine valves
I've seen your hand turn saintly on the radio dial
I've seen the airwaves
Pull your eyes towards heaven
Outside Topeka in the phone lines
Her good teeth smile was winding down
Engine sputters ghosts out of gasoline fumes
They say You had it, but you sold it
You didn't want it, no
I'm half drunk on babble you transmit
Through your
True dreams
Of Wichita
(freestyle verse)
Punch it
I got, uh, fed
I got, uh, too much things on bounce, uh, my head
I got to burn 'em up
I got to burn 'em up now
I got to go uptown, uptown
I got a thing
I got a little bit pushed
got to stand on the corner and bellow for mush
I got a bomb
I got a baby bomb bomb
got to stand on the corner and bellow for my friend Tom
I got a thing, I got to thing it
I got to thing--team
I got to run my side
true dreams
of Wichita
current mood: thirsty
current music: Buddha Rhubarb Butter | Soul Coughing
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| Tuesday, January 7th, 2003
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12:20 pm
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Yep, it's that time of year again. I've just ditched any pretense of caring about work, or anything like that. Time to draw myself inside, and watch as much as possible. I like to see.
What is it with the human race.. why does everybody go insides themselves, trying so hard to never feel, allowing emotion to slip through only in art and during late night conversations? Meanwhile we all keep up a daytime appearance of happiness or indifference to everything going on around us. Fucking hell, I do. There are different levels with this, though.. And just because we all are hiding /something/ behind these white smiles, doesn't mean we are all completely fake.
Everyone seems to express emotion through art. Those that have not quite found "their" artistic medium seem to be the most open people. Those the deepest into the arts are the most closed shut. However, this doesn't appear to always be the case. I use both words and music, but still have a lot to tell anybody I trust enough. I'd trust almost every single one of you who read this with everything, if you knew how to ask. Method of "asking" for me seems to be "tell me something, and if I'm in the right mood, I'll tell you something". Very much like Dan's method. But back to art..
I find words as the most clear as for expressing myself and seeing other people's feelings. But when it comes to acknowledging emotion that's there but hidden, it's visual art. During lunch one day, I saw a painting done by a friend. It was in mostly blues, and was of a guy in a cell. On the walls there were hundreds of tally-marks. It made me go, "Wow, that's exactly how I feel.." n.n That's my favorite painting I've seen at the high school.
I had some more meaningful bullshit to say, but it lost me as soon as I posted an emoticon. "n.n" Damn. So, I'm gonna go post this now and go play some Warcraft II. Die, Orcs!
current mood: mellow
current music: Flames | Vast
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| Monday, January 6th, 2003
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8:48 pm - I've heard it too many times to ignore it, it's something that I'm s'posed to be
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Someday we'll find it,
The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me..
Yes, we all love Kermit the Frog.
So, I just got back from drums lessons. Learning to roll. Weeeeeeeee.. I actually really love drum lessons. I've never liked lessons before. It's amazing. I also now have dominant strings on my violin. n.n
Still working on Vivaldi's Concerto in A minor.. It's driving me insane. I can't play like I used to, so now I'm frustrated. I've been playing so much.. and the callouses are peeling off as soon as I get them.
My skin is really fucking dry. And I can't go to the dtermatologist until next Thursday.
So.. I've been downloading a lot of music lately. Got some more of The Velvet Underground and Soul Coughing today. I like music. And I'm dead tired, because of the ice skating yesterday. And now I'm eating burnt cookies, listening to Drops of Jupiter and mumbling on about how The Velvet Underground /does/ exist. I've lost it, I thinks.
And I have completely forgotten the point for this post.
current mood: crazy
current music: Vincent | Don McLean
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3:01 pm - Pretty necklace.
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Yesterday I remembered eBay again. It's too addictive. One day I'm going to end up with some useless overpriced shit because of it. But for now, I'm getting a really really pretty necklace for cheap. n.n Yay. I showed AB and he cracked up. >.> I'll post the link for it later.
I've been practicing violin a lot. Ever since I've gotten it a week ago, I've probably played more than I'd play in a month or two when I was still in Symphony.
Flames- Vast
Close your eyes
Let me touch you now
Let me give you something
That is real
Close the door
Leave your fears behind
Let me give you
What you're giving me
You.. are the only thing
That makes me want to live at all
Oh when I am with you
There's no reason to pretend
And when I am with you
I feel flames again
Just put me inside you
I would never ever leave
Just put me inside you
I would never ever leave
You...
I love that song.
I'm going to learn cello.
current mood: crappy
current music: Flames | Vast
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| Saturday, January 4th, 2003
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12:42 pm - Quiz
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What's YOUR Writing Style?
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That's not entirely true.. Most of what I write /is/ dark, that's what I know how to write. n.n I like darkness. But the purpose of my work is /not/ to disturb. It may have that effect on some people, but that's not the /purpose/...
Oh yeah, I got.. er.. promoted yesterday.
So, I made a new friend yesterday. His name is Dan. He plays guitar lots.
Yay yay.
-Squab
current mood: optimistic
current music: Elaborate Lives | Aida
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| Friday, January 3rd, 2003
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1:19 pm - Quick update..
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Really not much has happened since I last updated, but here goes.
New Year's Eve: Quickie practice at Joe's where not much got accomplished. All that happened was "Haha, Squab likes Harrison Ford!", which I don't. See, Indiana Jones may be sexy, but Harrison Ford is not. I think it's the hat that does it.
Later there was a mini-party here. Beth brought plastic champagne glasses and sparkling cider that vanished within seconds. Then we got out the /real/ alcohol, which pissed off Rachel. Brie drank it all. She had around half of the vodka, and almost all of the champagne... I watched her fall down the stairs four times. Heh. And she says she wasn't drunk. o.o She also drank a bit of a Bud Light (why /did/ she bring it, anyway?) to prove that I'm sexy. I'm not sexy. The next morning we watched Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.
Nothing else has happened after that. I've spent two days at home. Yippee.
Eh, before we saw Catch Me If You Can. I had a milkshake. The movie was okay. I just don't like DiCaprio.
Yes.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot... I GOT ME VIOLIN! Yay.
current mood: content
current music: Good Riddance Violin Solo | Me
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| Sunday, December 29th, 2002
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9:44 pm - Another Survey You'll All Hate Me For...
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Name: Squab
Birthdate: January 22nd, 1988.
Birthplace: White Plains, NY
Current Location: Mahopac
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown
Righty or Lefty: Righty. Lefties suck.
Zodiac Sign: Aquarius
Two- describe
Your heritage: German, Irish, Russian, English, Polish, Vietnamese.
The shoes you wore today: Blue, falling-apart sneakers?
Your hair: Brown, long, blah.
Your eyes: Still green.
Your weakness: Haagen Daz vanilla chip ice cream. And certain other things.
Your fears: Being alone, fish.
Your perfect pizza: Cheese-less.
Three- what is
Your most overused phrase on aim: o.o
Your thoughts first waking up: "Howard, shut up. I don't want to listen to you today. Diiiiiiiiiiiie."
Your best physical feature: O.o According to Jackie it's my jawline. Which I don't quite understand.
Your bedtime: 1-2 in the morning.
Your most missed memory: :sad sigh:
Four- You prefer
Pepsi or coke: Ew
Mcdonalds or Burger King: McDonalds
Single or group dates: single
Adidas or Nike: Adidas
Chocalate or Vanilla: Chocolate
Cappucino or coffee: Hot chocolate.
Five- do you
Smoke: Nope
Cuss: Yes
Sing well: Sorta
Take a shower everyday: Yes.
Have a crush on someone: Hah.
Do you think you've been in love: No
Want to go to college: Nothing else to do
Liked high scool: o.o
Believe in yourself: Sometimes, when I'm playing an instrument.
Get motion sickness: Nopers
Think you're attractive: I wish.
Think you're a health freak: H-ealth? o.o?
Get along with your parents: Not at all.
Like thunderstorms: They're fun.
Play an instrument: Yeah, but I'm not so good.. (drums)
Six- In the past 6 months, did/have you
drink: Yes
smoke: Yes
done a drug: Yes
had sex: inquiring minds would love to know
made out: Yes
Go on a date: No
Go to the mall: Yes
Eaten a entire box of oreos: No
Eaten sushi: Yeah, but I picked the fish out.
Been on stage: "Ugh ugh wah!"
Been dumped: Yeah
Gone skating: No..
Made homemade cookies: Yeppers.
Been in love: :shrug: I don't know.
Gone skinny dipping: Nos
Dyed you hair: Niet
Stolen anything: o.o Uhm... not that I can remember.
Played a game that required removal of clothing: o.o
Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: hmmmm
Been caught "doing something": x.x
Been called a tease: Nopes
Gotten beat up: Not really
Changed who you were to fit in: I yunno.
Seven- the future
Age you hoped to be married: Twenties, or never
Numbers and names of children: 0.
How do you want to die: Death by falling
Where do you want to go to college: NYU, or the Philadelphia University of the Arts.
What do you want to be when you grow up: Grow.. up? I swear I grow /down/..
What country would you most like to visit: Australia/ The Netherlands
Eight - Preferences
Best eye color: Grey
Best hair color: Brown
Short or long hair: long
Best height: Preferably taller than me, but not /Joe/ tall.
Best weight: I don't care.
Best article of clothing: Uhm.. comfortable ones?
Best first date location: I don't really care here, either.
Best first kiss location: Does it matter?
Nine - number of
Number of people you've been truly in love with: 1 or zero.
Number of drugs taken illegally: Ha. Hahahaaha. Lots.
Number of people you can trust with your life: 1 definate, and I think four more.
Number of cd's I own: Dunno, but there's sixty-something in my CD case now.
Number of piercings: 0
Number of tattoos: 0
Number of things in my past I regret: Many
What annoys you: Certain.. people.
Who is one person you never get sick of: I don't get sick of Brie much, or either Danis.
Do you sleep on your back, belly or side: Whatever
What place are you like a kid in a candy store: That really, really big music store I was in that time.
Whats the worst thing to do on a date: XD Say you're a George Lucas fan. (Yes, I stole that from Smitty.)
Ten - In the last 48 hours have you
Cried: Nos
Bought something: Jaja
Gotten sick: Yes
Sang: Yes
Eaten: Yes
Been kissed: No. ; -; But I got kissed by a dolphin on Christmas..
Felt stupid: Always
Wanted to tell someone you loved them: No!
Met someone new: Yessahs.
Talk to an ex: Yes, and we need /two/ pots!
Had a serious talk: Yeah
Missed someone: yea!
Hugged someone: Yeah
Fought with your parents: o.o Not really, for once.
Bye-bye.
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3:46 pm - BAAAAAAAAAACK!
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Which guy are you destined to have sex with?
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Yeah, that vacation kind of sucked. Except the riding was really nice... I really liked the horses I had the second and third rides.
Uhm.. Dominica Land itself is really nice, my family just drove me insane. And the food was bad, so Dani, devote a suitcase entirely to cup noodles, bottled water, and ketchup. For some reason or another that I cannot fathom, they put sugar in their ketchup. Odd people. Oh, and go horseback riding. Lots.
Unfortunately, a bunch of bastards there knew who Avril Lavigne is. The torture will never cease. I DO NOT LOOK LIKE AVRIL LAVIGNE!!! Thank you.
The flight coming back was a nightmare. We got to the airport at one, the flight was supposed to leave at four-fiften.
4:15- No plane. Delayed an hour.
5:15- Still no plane. Six-thirty, it's supposed to come now.
6:30: No plane.
7:50: No plane.
9:30: Plane. But... wait.. they're saying something about stopping in Florida????
They herd us all onto a bus, and then onto a plane, which already has people in it, so there's no seats. Apparently, we're taking a plane to New Jersey that has people coming from St. Maartin in it. And they had already been there for two hours. So we put our little seatbelts on.
Announcement: "We are making a stop in Florida to refuel. While we are there, you will all have to get offa the plane and go through customs."
Us: WHAT THE FUCK???!!!! So we're all miserable, and we take off. We get to Florida.
Announcement: I don't wanna wait for you to go through customs, which could take hours, so we're going to do something illegal (shh) and pick up some gas and take off again.
Us: YAY!
..So we get gas, and fly back to Newark. Brie picked me up at three-thirty in the morning. And now I am home, yay.
current mood: happy
current music: Misery | Green Day
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| Friday, December 20th, 2002
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9:47 pm - This week...
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This week has crept by ever-so-slowly.
Monday I made goodie bags for Rach's party. Jake is kind of hot.
Tuesday I tried out for the Musical/Drama.
Wednesday was Rachi's party..
Rach's party was fun. We went to see the Two Towers... It was really really good, and full of hot-bloody-sweaty-sexy Aragorn. I hate Frodo. Elijah Wood really did not have to act to play him. All he had to do was look like he was perpetually going to faint. The movie was good, me and Brie and Dani were probably a little obnoxious to everybody else there... o.o; Sorries. After the movie we went to the Mexican restaurant next door to the movie theater. We talked about the inexistance of negative numbers and such. Big nerds are we. Aragorn is still mine.
Thursday... I came in late to school. Got a coupla presents, including an odd book from Joe that I'll read on the plane tomorrow. Took a math test, took a german test. The writing part on the German test was hard, we had to write a letter to Santa Claus, and I didn't know to say most of what I needed. I hope I did well enough.
Friday: Today was goodish. I brought in my presents for people, and got gifts back from people. I got a chicken calendar from Danielle.. It's been my amusement for the day, I love it muchlies. Took a global test I did poorly on first period, chorus was bleh. English was fun, I read the Nurse as usual. We only have one scene left, then we're d one with this damned play. Unfortunately, he gave us homework for the two week break. I have to read Pride and Prejudice and Speak for January sixth. For Speak we also have to outline certain chapters or something... Grr, argh. I actually need to do English homework. Or else I get dead. Lunch was nice and calm, math was weird. We tossed around fuzzballs. Mr. Miller is a little.. off. Sixth was German, I ate a bad gingerbread man and learned about German Christmases. Yay. Rach got Frau Bau some markers, scented ones, so that Mr. Miller couldn't use them without her knowing. Evil Mr. Miller. Seventh period I went to Brie's lunch.. it was okay, a little boring. Liza painted my nail. I'ma gonna miss Brie. Eighth period I went to art with Rach, Anna, and Jay. I colored in a tree for Rach, and I think I actually did a good job. I'm an okay colorer if someone else draws the lines... o.o; At the end of the period Dani wandered into the art room to get garbage bags, so I followed her up to her Economics classroom. When the bell rang, we wandered off to meet Dan and Brie and Joe. Brie drove me home, there's a chicken that looks like Dan, and one that looks like Elvis, and one that looks like Brie.
I got home, and gave Henry to Brie... she'll take care of him while I'm away, right Brie? You have to feed him Monday. Around four-thirty I got dragged to my grandparents'. Me and my dad got into a hugeass fight. Not fun. For Christmas my grandparents are going to pay for me, Brie, and Dani to go horseback riding in the spring. That is good. I still think we should make Dan come. Now I'm home.
I have the Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust and American Beauty DVDs now. Yay.
For those of you who don't know, I'm leaving at the insane hour of five am tomorrow to go to the Dominican Republic until Saturday, December 27th. Exactly one week. I'll miss you guys... Go to Chili's!
current mood: lonely
current music: The Wrong Way
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8:15 pm - Survey...
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01. Full Birth Name: Allison Blair Shwab
02. Hair Colour: Brown
03. Eye Color: Green
04. Height Currently: 5'1"
05. Glasses/contacts: Nopers
06. Birthdate: 22.1.1988
07. StarSign: Aquarius
08. Current Age: 14
09. Siblings: Evil little sister.
10. Siblings Age: Er... 12?
11. Location: Evil Suburbia, NY
12. College Plans: University of the Arts, Philadelphia
13. Any Piercing: Not anymore
SOCIAL LIFE
01. Best Friends: Brie... Pree?
02. Boyfriend/Girlfriend: u.u No.
03. Current Crush: PS Boy.
04. Hobbies: Sing-stuff, writing-stuff, drama-stuff
06. Are You Center Of Attention Or Wallflower: I dunno... Probably wallflower?
07. What Type Automobile Do You Drive: ..Which one's the gas again?
08. Are You Timely Or Always Late: Timely? HA!
09. Do You Have A Job: Not yet... that'd require me to get offa my lazy ass.
10. Do You Like Being Around People: Small groups of people.
STUFF
01. Have you ever loved someone you had no chance with: Not "loved", and only for a short time.
02. Have You Ever Cried Over Something Someone of The Opposite Sex Did: Yes.
03. Do You Have A "Type" Of Person You Always Go After: Sorta.. maybe... no, not really.
04. Want Someone You Don't Have Right Now: Uhm.. not really.
05. Ever Liked a close Guy/Girl Friend: Sure
06. Are You Lonely Right Now: Yeah... I'm going away tomorrow.
07. Ever Afraid You'll Never Get Married: I'm more scared of the likeliness of me saying yes even though I don't really want to get married.
08. Do You Want To Get Married: Not really
09. Do You Want Kids: Fuck no.
PEOPLE Who Do You Think Of When you Hear These Names:
Shawn/Sean: AB?
Steve: is skinny.
Pat: the bunny!
Bobby: My husband from pre-school.
Jessica: Ew.
Elizabeth: Bethi..
FAVORITE
01. Room In house: Basement
02. Type of music: Deep.
03. Song: Dunno
04. Memory: Right now.. it's that day back in September. Me an' Brie got fairly fucked up and it was GOOOOODLY. Except for Brie's throwing up. :worships Oxycodone: And then later we went and saw Spirited Away, which was a very strange but good movie. Good times.
05. Day Of The Week: Saturday or Friday
06. Colour: Black, grey, white
07. Perfume Or Cologne: Shy Violet, by Amy Brown.
08. Flower: Roses or Baby's Breath
09. Month: June/July
10. Season: Summer
11. Place to be kissed: Depends on the mood, and the person.
12. Location for dates: :shrug: Whatever
IN THE LAST 48 HOURS, HAVE YOU:
01. Cried: Wanted to.
02. Bought Something: Yes.
03. Gotten Sick: Yes.
04. Sang: Yes.
05. Said I Love You: ..To Henry?
06. Wanted To Tell Someone You Loved them, But Didn't: No, if I want to I generally do.
07. Met Someone New: :thinks: No, I dun' think so.
08. Moved On: o.o
09. Talked To Someone: yeah
10. Had A Serious Talk: Yes
11. Missed Someone: Yes
12. Hugged Someone: Yes
13. Kissed Someone: My snake?
14. Fought With Your Parents: Yes.
15. Dreamed About Someone You Can't Be With: Nopers.
16. Had a lot of sleep: I wish.
17. Wanted This Survey To Be Over: :shrug: I like surveys.
current mood: sad
current music: Winter Wonderland
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