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Sunday, February 6, 2005
New Links Etc
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  caffeinated
Now Playing: Mockingbird -- Eminem
Check out > > Wiith a Twiist < < and click on "life at 7teen". It's more or less my life in pictures, one for each year.

Hopefully it works.

Lord it's only noon and I've had three Pepsis. What I really want is some Coke and rum... get drunk and forget all my stupid problems. Hey it could be worse. I could be craving razor blades or something. At least drinking isn't going to hurt me.

Why are parents idiots?? Why do they have to fight all the time?? Hell. Damn. I hate it when they fight. I hated it when I was little, I hated it when I was 13, and I hate it now. Why won't they make it easier on everyone and just split the frick up?? Or maybe my mom will follow through on her threats to poison my dad one day. Arsenic or a ton of Valium in his drink at dinner. Haha. Yeah it's sick but if you were me, you'd laugh too. I could mix up a nice sleeping potion for him. God knows I have enough pills in my dresser drawer to kill half of D.C. But shh, it's my little secret.

Ugh. I'm doing it again. Poking at myself with little sarcastic barbs disguised as stuff I spit at other people to make them angry. It's like smacking myself. Or stabbing with a needle. Twisted way to put myself down, but that's what it is.

How does the song go?

I guess things aren't how they used to be
There's no more normal families
Parents act like enemies
Making kids feel like it's WWIII
No one cares ... no one's there
I guess we're all just too damn busy
And money's our first priority
It doesn't make sense to me...


Parents are idiots. I hate parents. Well, no, I'm OK with my mom. I hate my dad. Hate him with a flaming passion.

*self portrait: a rarity*
(taken directly from personal journal)

there's a child inside me, on her knees, crying and wailing. she's been left behind by everyone and no one loves her. she's shivering, alone, in a kaleidescope of blue and grey. and it feels likeher heart is pumping the blood straight out of her veins. she can almost see the blood all around her, just pouring out.... there's a hurt inside her that's too big to heal.... she can't even begin to explain the way it feels to hurt this much. she hurts so much she can almost feel it all over her body and it won't go away and there's no one there to help her, if it's possible to help.

Damn good writing, if I do say so myself. If I could, I would show you what she looks like, but I can't. I can only paint pictures with words. Unfortunately, sometimes words aren't enough. Which is why I put together life at 7teen. If you put some of the pictures together, you'll get a pretty good idea of what she looks like inside.

The weird thing? I only feel like that at night.


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Friday, February 4, 2005
Shopping etc.
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  down
Now Playing: Jump -- Simple Plan
Well, going to the mall made me feel a bit better. I finally got my satin hi-tops!! And my black club pants. Yay for me! And I have a new set of steel earrings along with a Converse tee. But eh. I still feel a bit crappy.

I dunno. Maybe it's knowing that Ashley is doing her best to tear my life apart. Maybe it's my parents fighting. Maybe it's nothing at all. I just feel rather down.

There's no one there to listen to me. Not really listen. Even if there was someone, I doubt I could really talk to them. I don't even know what I would say if someone really listened to me. I could tell how I feel cold and lonely and isolated. I could complain about life. I could rant about my parents. I dunno. Everything feels negative now. Whoever would listen to me would only get depressed anyway. No one likes to listen to someone else's problems.


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Shopping etc.
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  down
Now Playing: Jump -- Simple Plan
Well, going to the mall made me feel a bit better. I finally got my satin hi-tops!! And my black club pants. Yay for me! And I have a new set of steel earrings along with a Converse tee. But eh. I still feel a bit crappy.

I dunno. Maybe it's knowing that Ashley is doing her best to tear my life apart. Maybe it's my parents fighting. Maybe it's nothing at all. I just feel rather down.

There's no one there to listen to me. Not really listen. Even if there was someone, I doubt I could really talk to them. I don't even know what I would say if someone really listened to me. I could tell how I feel cold and lonely and isolated. I could complain about life. I could rant about my parents. I dunno. Everything feels negative now. Whoever would listen to me would only get depressed anyway. No one likes to listen to someone else's problems.


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Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Deal Shopping
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  cheeky
Now Playing: Holiday -- Green Day
My shoes are cheaper at Hot Topic than at Underground Station. I'm getting the pink and black Chuck Taylors and putting my black lace shoelaces in them. And I was contemplating buying a Tinkerbelle bed set. {It looks so cool!} It's black and pink and Tink! But nah. I'm getting the blasted American Idiot CD, the Chucks, and some clothes. Woohoo.

I am full of energy and making smart-arse comments left and right. Beware, if you don't want to sound like a total idiot, stay away from me. Wheee.

Tomorrow I turn 17. Scary thought. Why is it scary? I don't know. Because then there will only be one year separating me from my 18th birthday. Once I'm 18, all hell will break loose. {Unless I'm already out of the house by then, which I may be, with all these smart-arse remarks. I'm going to slip and do it in front of my parents eventually.}

Meantime, I have all day today to do nothing. Shit, I forgot to check my schedule yesterday and find out when I'm supposed to go in to work tomorrow. Eh. I'll call Millie and find out.

Jeebus Chrimas, you'd think I'm flipping A.D.D.


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Saturday, January 22, 2005
I want
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  celebratory
Now Playing: Worst Day Ever -- Simple Plan
I want so many things it's not funny. I want to go shopping. I want CDs. I want to talk to Josh. I want my cough to go away. I want to go to sleep then wake up and have all the bad stuff in my life to be gone.

Yeah. Today was my birthday party. I woke up sick and feeling like I was dying. {God damn chocolate milkshakes and candybars and icing. I swear I will never touch chocolate again. Not after this morning.} I had to get up and take a shower because I felt disgusting. While putting in my contacts, I almost passed out. While getting dressed, I almost passed out. While in the shower, I almost passed out. Twice. Not fun.

So after crashing on the couch for two hours, I started to feel better. And I came up with a list of stuff I've done while being 16.

Went to prom {woo! lol}
Got sent to therapy {I know people who needed it more than me}
Broke up three times {and one person twice}
Discovered my legs {while at the beach lmao}
Got a job {I am such a nerd}
Got my learner's permit {still waiting for the provisional's}
Went to CSM {oh yeah, I'm a college chick now}

So it's not that exciting. I don't care. Except for the breaking up, those were all firsts for me. {Yes, including the legs.} And yeah there's other firsts that I'm most definitely not going to list. Most of those are funny. Some are stupid. Some I wish I could forget lol.

As usual, I'm sick for my birthday. Otherwise, I'd be begging to go out to the mall. Oh well. I get to stay home and be quietly contemplative.


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Wednesday, January 12, 2005
A Day Or So Later ....
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  mischievious
Now Playing: Various stuff, I'm looking for new artists
No longer as self-hating.

Got to go to the library and get all my forms and crap to fill out. Got my work permit. The only thing that's giving me trouble is the blasted checking account. When I get paid, it gets direct deposited, which is being a pain because my parents have issues with my having a checking account. {Why? God knows.}

Now I'm sitting here in layers of chenille thinking about tomorrow. With any luck at all, I'll have all the blasted forms filled out and I'll have my checking account and I can go find out when I'm working. Until then {and this is the part I'm looking forward to}, I can lay on the couch in my new cami with my hair up and watch Smallville. I'd rather it be Gilmore Girls, but oh well. I get to not deal with anything. My dad won't be home. It'll be relatively quiet. Since it's raining, it would be nice if my mom would let me start a fire downstairs so it's not like the freaking Arctic, but no. Oh well.

Grr. I want to talk but apparently I don't have anything to say. As usual. See, this is why no one listens: I'm quiet all the time. Why am I quiet all the time? Because no one listens. This is a losing circle. Fuck. Now I feel like shyt. I don't want to talk anymore. Everything I say just sounds like some typical teen with issues that aren't really important anyway. I can't do anything right.

Fuck you people who come up with stereotypes!!


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Monday, January 3, 2005
Shopping and Tuesday Which Happens to be Tomorrow
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  chatty
Now Playing: Something by Evanescence
I got my fuzzy red coat! Yay! And I cleaned out my whole closet! Holy shitaki mushrooms that was scary. There were spiders and other creepy things in there. I never knew I had so much junk. I threw out three trash bags of crap. And a zillion clothes got sent off to the thrift store. {Have fun, Natalie! Lol.}

I was looking at all my people on my buddy list. Wow. I know a lot of people. {JAXIEEEEE!!! I MISS YOU TOO!!! TELL JEANNIE I SAID HI AND I MISS HER TOO!!! (((((( Jaxie and Jaxie's legs ))))) ~~from your Ducki -- PEACE!!! EYE LUB JU!!!} Anyway. The ((()))'s are hugs, BTW. Oh oh oh and Tim you sexxy ballerina, keep dancing!! Lmao. {Sorry Tim, I had to....} And Isaac, Isaac, Isaac... you dork! WTF have you been??

But wait. A special shout to Diva. Ayo Diva, wherever the f*** you went after you got evicted, I miss you. Quit smoking weed in court. Go to rehab. IT'S IMPATIENT WHEN YOU'RE NORMAL YO!! NOT INPATIENT!! Crazy bastard. Eye lub ju. {Don't even go there. No cybering. Nuh uh.}

Who else? Mom in Philly, I love you fo' real. I miss you. Rachel and Debbie, I miss y'all. {How do you say y'all in New Yorker? LOL!!} My other Rachel, my Wookie Rachel, my darling Mafia Rachel with whom I had so many awesome times f***ing with Jason X {hol duip, I'm fuicke dup yo!}, I miss you. Don't hate Diva no more. Hating is hazardous to the Mafia. Especially with Isaac in it. Oh oh oh and Bryan, wherever you are, I miss you and I'm sorry. You were great. Nancy, you were like my fourth mom. Which brings me to Shan and Mon, I miss you two, I miss Jewel and Nikki, *muah* I heart you all. Michelle, crazy palm-tree Michelle, get it on with Kelly already.

There's a special shout to Tori. Tori hon, I hope you're happy. Screw Tev yo. You deserve so much better.

These are all people that either I haven't talked to in a while or can't get a hold of. My second family. My crew. Guys, I'm always your Ducki yo. {Only genom may call me the other name. Diva has exclusive rights on Fresh Meat. Jeannie, we'll always be b****es.}

Man. That is a lot of people. And I know I skipped some. But damn. I miss all y'all.

LOL there is wayyyy too much to say about some of them. Diva, Rachel, Laylay, Tim, Michelle, all them crazy f***ers. Diva is a drag queen who smokes too much and can't function without alcohol {no freaking lie, he can't stand up if he's sober} and enjoys cybering with jailbait kids. Rachel is just Rachel. Laylay ... Laylay is special. {But Alley is NOT.} Tim is our dancing French ballet teacher with the six-pack and devil horns. {RRRrrr! Lmao.} Michelle is Michelle. Palm trees are off-limits yo.

But anyway. I'm off to the thrift store. And I have to call people. So peace, TTYL, whatever....


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Sunday, January 2, 2005
Shopping .. blast the curtains
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  accident prone
Now Playing: Bring Me To Life -- Evanescence
Blast the curtains. I get to go help buy the new ones because mom doesn't like the ones that she said she liked. Eesh. So instead of following my wonderful advice {read, INEXPENSIVE advice}, she's off to the mall to get more curtains. {Read, spend that hundred bucks she didn't want to spend yesterday.}

By now, I'm tired of curtains.

Why did I say anything about the curtains?! I'm kicking myself. At least I get to go to the mall and look at new jeans.

It occurs to me that I'm extremely shallow on this blog. Either that's because I'm shallow {as I've always said and loathed saying}, or because I have no time to talk about other stuff. Grr.

I can be shallow if I want to. I don't care. I'm tired of the people telling me I have to make things interesting on here. This happens to be my life, thank you very much! I don't tell everyone everything that happens to me. Obviously. None of you people know what February 2 means to me! None of you know what the color purple means to me! Now quit complaining. Quit reading if it's so boring.

Anyway. Hopefully I get to see Ocean's Twelve on Tuesday! {Only two or three of you know what Tuesday is, either.} Twelve is the new eleven! Still haven't decided where to go for lunch, though. Aaaahh!!! Tomorrow's Monday! Then comes Tuesday, and then some days after that is Saturday! Saturday is making me nervous already. {How sad is that? Lol.} But it'll be OK.

Oh no. After Saturday morning, I'm going to Philly. CRAP!! *tear* I don't wanna go to Philly. Well maybe I do. I have Xmas presents waiting for me in Philly =D. But but but.... I'll be gone all weekend. That sucks. Oh god, and then comes my birthday. And classes start again. I'm having my New Year panic attack. I'm going to freaking lose my mind before February. And then I can get it back {MAYBE} when I go skiing. Skiing. Crap.

I am SO not ready for this year. Deep breaths, don't hyperventilate, calm down, just make it through January. Oh lord I am not gonna make it.


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Saturday, January 1, 2005
Happy New Year!!!!!!
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  celebratory
Now Playing: Andy, You're A Star -- The Killers
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

OK now that that's out of the way, I would like to proudly announce the redecoration of our living room. I have managed to get my mom to reconsider the rather unfashionable curtains that currently adorn our lovely front window and to purchase new curtains that are more in sync with this year's styles.

In other words, I talked my mom into getting rid of those crappy-looking curtains she has and buying new curtains, sheer curtains with a pretty new curtain rod. {Applause, please. Thank you.}

Yay!! And I managed to move the furniture around again so the living room looks better, with more space and other such nonsense. I should be on Trading Spaces or While You Were Out or some show like that, making millions. Now if only I can do something with my room. It's so freaking girly. I need to get rid of the lavender and now I'm thinking blue, a semi-dark, although with the white trim I don't know. It might not have the effect I want {and I don't want to pain the trim}. So it's semi-dark blue, or the other color I want, a rich red. {I know the red will look good. But no. Parents don't like it.} With the white ceiling and white carpet and white trim, I think the semi-dark blue will look good. The same logic goes for the red, except I would want gold trim etc. to go with the red.

So.

Oh, more good news! My headache is almost gone. Oh god, you try sleeping with a headache that feels like it's going to fleeping burst your skull! Eeeesh. Not fun. Although I pulled off sleeping until after noon. Which was good. {No hangover! Lol.}

OK I'm going to go find that Simple Plan song that I like. Adios.


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Thursday, December 30, 2004
Guess what!
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  spacey
Now Playing: Soldier -- Destiny's Child
Good news. I might be a scary librarian lady.

Disturbing thing is, I'm actually excited about it. This might be fun. I'd get to put books away and crap like that.

Ooh, I can wear my red glasses now! With my skirt and black shirt. And bracelets. And look like a real nerd.

The interview is next Saturday at 9.45. I should've taken the 11.05. Damn. Oh well. I even know what I'm going to wear. {Pinstripes rule!!} I totally need to get my license.

I also need to lie down. Scary librarian lady, out!


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Saturday, December 18, 2004
And things like chemistry
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  a-ok
Now Playing: Chapped Lips and chapstick and things like chemistry -- Relient K
Actually I don't remember the real name of the song and that's the only part I remember but it's stuck in my head still so yeah.

I saw Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events yesterday!! Me *Josh* and Natalie went. ("Oh mu god!! The house fell off!!" "She's got some big-azz lips..." lmao.) It was great. They better make sequels. There's more to the story, people!

A strange thing has happened -- my mother let me ride in *Josh*'s car. She's extremely paranoid about teen drivers and crap. According to her, any teen in a car will have an accident ten minutes after her spotting them just because they're under 20. It's ridiculous. (Funny, but ridiculous.)

Stranger still -- Natalie's mom let her ride with us. Natalie's mom is worse than mine. (She won't let Natalie get her learner's until she's 17.) I swear she has split personalities. There's her nice, happy side, and then there's her mad, evil side. Kinda weird.

Not only did I go to the movies, I went Xmas shopping. (Wow...) God, I haven't a clue what to buy my brother. Or my dad. I could get my bro a DVD. But as for my dad ... I'm completely stumped. (I could buy him a wig... lmao, the mohawk!) Oh well.

I am determined to dye my hair back to normal, get it trimmed, and dye the ends bright red. No one and nothing is stopping me this time. Mwhahaha! Don't ask.

Oh great. I hear yelling and arguing and screaming. And I think that was the sound of a china plate hitting the wall. Yep I'm gonna go hide now...


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Thursday, December 16, 2004
Aduh and cookies
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  chillin'
Now Playing: Angel's Punishment -- Lacuna Coil
Aduh. That and ba. And tukah. What are they?

The language of Brycson. He's soooo cute. I "talked to him on the phone:

Me: Hi, Brycson!

Him: *silence* ... BA!!!

Me: *laugh* Where's Tata?

Him: *extremely loud* ADUH!!

Lmao. Adorable. He says "outside" too, something like "uhti!", complete with pointing at a window or door. I walked in the door the other day to get my laundry and he sees me and gets this huuuuge smile on his face and started running over to me. (I can walk into the room and he'll start laughing. I didn't know I was THAT funny-looking! Lol.) Yeah I like this kid.

I made cookies. No, I baked cookies. And made six bowls of frosting. That's sad. I can't cook! But no, my mother says to make two dozen cookies. OK, I make the cookies. Then I make three kinds of frosting (because that's the best part), and six colors. Plus sprinkles. It was BIG. The whole table was completely covered in baking crap. (Including a mixer that broke.) So yeah. I've had like three cookies and they actually taste good! Yay for me lol.

The OC is on tonight!! And I have the house to myself. Everyone else is going to Court of Honor. (Not me. I went once and hated it.) I should hook up the surround sound ... oooh ... *mischievious grin*. Popcorn and chips and cookies and chocolate and the OC and surround sound and a couch ... perfect. I'm lovin' it. (OMG, I'm a Mickey D's commercial ... HELP!)


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Updated: Thursday, December 16, 2004 2:28 PM EST
I'm confuuuuuuuuuuused!!!!
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Now Playing: Nothing -- No One
I'm confuuuuuuuused. I don't get it. Is it just my life? Is it just me that gets all the drama? I don't like being a drama queen!

OK. So the people who are dissing me are taking my side against other people who are dissing me? Huh? I don't get it. (They really must be dissing me cause they know it makes me mad then....) Would everyone please shush and make sense? I'm not bright! We all know this! Either diss me or don't! You can't do both! This isn't fair.

I don't get it. You diss me to my face and then turn around and defend me behind my back ... there's something muddled about that! If you're taking my side anyway, why are you dissing me to my face?!

(It's OK to be nice to my boyfriends. You needn't treat them like s*** or tease them. It's OK to say that you like them -- you don't have to turn around and say that "he's not a total loser" later, when he's around. OK Natalie? I'm gonna have to call you about this.)

OK. I'm just going to call people because I don't want to do this on my blog. There is TOO MUCH drama. I hate drama. I hate being a drama queen. Makes me look and act like a cheerleader. *shudders*

*muah* I miss you *Josh*.


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Tuesday, December 14, 2004
AAAHHH
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  bright
Now Playing: Private Radio -- Vanessa Carlton
Yeah I got my CDs back. Thank you Gray!!! You're awesome. I can live now that I have my life's soundtrack playing. (There is a song for absolutely everything I do, no lie.)

So. I was supposed to go have dinner with Josh and his mom tonight. Turns out his mom had to work, so we'll probably end up watching a movie or something.

The Lemony Snicket movie comes out on FRIDAY!! (Lol -- slippery slope!) Josh and I are going. (Natalie, do you or do you not want to see it? I can't remember....) Yay!! I loooooove the Lemony Snicket books. Violet is my favorite. Sunny comes in a close second, though. (Jim Carrey rocks! LOL) Fun fun. Of course, I didn't read the books in order. But that's OK.

I'm still getting weird phone calls on my cell. And now I'm getting hate e-mail. (Well, I was already getting hate e-mail from MoveOn and Oasis but they don't count.) See, everyone just luvs me! *rolls eyes* NO MORE HATE E-MAIL!

Hmm. I know there was more I was going to say. Of course I can't remember now. Crap. It'll come to me at 3 AM. Till then, peace.


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Saturday, December 11, 2004
I think it's my house
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  irritated
Now Playing: Absolutely NOTHING and therein lies the problem
I left my entire CD collection at Amber's house last night.

Anyone have a clue as to how ticked I am? I can't live without my Lacuna Coil yo!! It doesn't work that way!! I NEED my Harmonium!! My Avril! I can't survive without my Amy Lee ... I love Amy Lee ... and my Seether ... *cries*

Plus I'm tired. (I don't care if I was the first one to pass out, I'm tired darn it!!) Oh god, no one could shut me up last night. I started laughing at Tinkerbelle and Shannon and Purple and I could not stop. Tinkerbelle started it all. I tried, I really did. (Sparkle didn't help any!!!!) I couldn't shut up. It was baaad.

The best part of the night? That's tough. It was all great. (Tinkerbelle!! DON'T TOUCH! Lmao.) And Purple was awesome! You look fahhhhbulous, dahhhhling! (We gave him a makeover and turned him into a queen. He actually didn't look half bad!)

Turns out, Purple (aka Gray -- what's with the colors, dude?) goes to CSM. He takes English 1010 in the ST building, noon to 1.25. So yeah I'm gonna have to stalk him on Monday *evil grin*.

And I need to get my CDs back. Fast. Sh*t. It's already driving me nuts. There's nothing on the radio. Radio = crap.

I'm tiiiiiiiired. I need to study. I hate English.

Oh by the way, I don't appreciate being dissed like that. Yes, it was dissing me. I am freaking sick of everyone picking on me because I have a boyfriend. (Some people are jealous, I know.) Damn it just leave me alone. Especially to my face like that (*cough*JillianandCourtney*cough*), major major NOT COOL. F*** you. What is it with everyone?? You ALL do this with EVERY person I go out with. F*** OFF.


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Friday, December 10, 2004
FREAKING POS OF A BLOG
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: There Goes My Life -- Kenny Chesney
I hate Angelfire. It won't do what I want it to!!! Stupid colors!!! I want green and red and brown and purple. (It looks cool, no matter how bad it sounds.) And nooooo, it either makes me have a freaking bamboo border on my side panels or it makes the background white instead of green.

Bah. Bah HUMbug, I say!!


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Rain Sucks
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  energetic
Now Playing: Half a Week Before the Winter -- Vanessa Carlton
Rain sucks. Yes, I'm working on my blog again, new links etc. I'm gonna change the colors too eventually.

Out of curiousity, how many people have my cell phone number?

Out of those people, who's giving it out to weird people I don't know??

Just wondering :) (I'm gonna kill you....)

Anyway. I spent an hour making a white rat out of clay. Very fun. At first it looked like a reindeer crossed with a rabbit (very odd). Kinda funny. But it looks cool now. I'm gonna try a rose next. And put a teensy little clay faerie inside. The rose is gonna be black and the faerie will be all dressed in crimson. She's gonna have blue eyes and I dunno what color hair yet. Green maybe. Or red. Or black. Or blue. I dunno. I think I'll name her Nicnevin, after the Unseelie Queen. (Read Tithe by Holly Black.) Or I could name her Lutie Loo. Siliarial. Nah, I like Nicnevin. The "evil" queen. I think Silarial was the evil one, despite the fact she ruled the Seelie Court. It's all a matter of opinion.

Arwen, lol. I never liked Arwen that much. She was too good. I liked Galadriel better. At least she was tempted. But no, Arwen is pure goodness. Drives me nuts. Ooh, I could name my faerie Catherine. After Cathy in East of Eden (John Steinbeck). Maybe. Catherine Nicnevin. There we go. Catherine Nicnevin she is.

People say they can see faeries and ghosts and crap. I wonder if it's true. (I know faeries exist dammit. I refuse to be talked out of it.) I heard that if you take a picture and you see these little white or green sparkly-flashy things after it's developed, you have a picture of a spirit. Sometimes you can see them out of the corner of your eye. (God knows I see enough "imaginary" crap lol.) You know what would be cool? Seeing a pixie. Those things are awesome.

OK enough chatter about faeries and crap. I'm hungry. Off to find food!


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Thursday, December 9, 2004
Random Crap
Topic: [ [ stuff ] ]
Mood:  bright
Now Playing: My Boo -- Alicia Keys and Nelly (I think, I could be wrong)
OK. Life isn't a disaster. I fixed my face, I revived my hair, and I did all my laundry. So. Life isn't a disaster.

God I'm tired. OMG the O.C. is on tonight!!! No one call me until 9 pm. I won't answer the phone. (I love Marissa ... I love Seth ... I love Ryan ... hell I love Summer too ... :D) And after the O.C., if no one calls me, I'll most likely go to sleep cause ... nvm I'm not revealing why.

I miss you *Josh*! :( *muah* But I'll see you tomorrow so I'm not going to die lol. (Shut up Kelly. I repeat, No!!)

Oh God my family has chosen Saturday to get our tree. We cut ours down instead of buying pre-cut or having a fake tree (fake trees are just so ... frickin' FAKE! lol), so this means traipsing out to some tree farm and cutting down a tree in freezing cold, rainy weather. (My mother is extremely picky about the tree. Like, we can spend hours waiting for her to decide between a spruce and a fir. It's ridiculous.) Yippee. (Note to self: Bring CD player and CDs. And mud-proof, water-proof shoes. And old clothes.)

And now Friends is on and I'm missing it. (I love Friends!!!) Peace maf***as!!! (You know it ain't true ... lmao Jeannie.)


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