| everyone wants to get out of the rain |
[Mar. 5th, 2008|04:40 pm] |
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i just ate a ton of hot sauce and now i have a headache.
i still hate most people here. except megan!. and my best best friend came home for a while! (amalll) so we've been silly and exploring the woods of pennsylvania and getting groceries/cough syrup with no ID (at 20 years old, at least i don't look legal or anything YET) and catching up on life. she's going to stop hibernating & come to me in the middle of the night so we can sh'moke on the sacred balcony <3
i'm trying to not just sit in my house and watch movies since i leave here in two months (whiffens) and won't be back for two years but it's harddd when there's just the weed, you, and your other half. the other night i took her to a show at the college & everyone was totally lame
. . EXCEPT FOR THE BABY WITH THE PLASTIC GUITAR. who was one of the guys from night train to terror's kid. and he kept like talking to it in between songs & it had these huge headphones on and it was dancing probably harder than any of the people that paid to be or sell their crap there. so adorable. we left sweaty & starving and drowned ourselves in cheesy fiesta potatoes for quarters.
no matter how much good music i listen to, it'll never compare to putting on nelly furtado's 'maneater' and thinking about the skater's suave moves at the roller-rink. i need to compile a scrapbook called 'pleasant thoughts' and just make drawings or take pictures of things that'll always make me laugh so i'll have them whenever i need them.
yea, that's all i can talk today. |
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[Mar. 4th, 2008|07:34 am] |
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this morning i found out my brother's coming home later
my mom said 'why do you care?' on the topic of why i was the last to know
i love this family. |
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[Mar. 2nd, 2008|10:12 pm] |
one of my ex-boyfriends won't stop stalking me & i'm seriously thinking about getting a restraining order. i feel creepy everytime i'm by myself and i look everywhere and i feel like a ninja. wah. if you wanna be a real friend, leave me the shit alone.
it's timeee for pecan pie & i want angels to make me that pie so good. strawberries!!!
p.s - i have a problem with laundry smell. all i did during the day was hang out downstairs. |
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[Mar. 1st, 2008|01:12 pm] |
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i really need something.
i think this something could be sex. i could be wrong, though. |
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