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nobody puts gracie in the corner ♥♥♥♥♥
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[04 Oct 2004|03:17pm] |
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NEW JOURNAL.
follow me if you pleeeasse
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| shaniqua don live hea no mo |
[03 Sep 2004|09:38am] |
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i never update this thing anymore.
so, school starts soon,
and since i see all the kids are putting their schedules up here,
you get to see mine too.
1. health/p.e - garrett
2. enriched alg. 2 - prillaman
3. photo - rothenburg
4. english - lind
5. latin 2 - grassel
6. biology - pettis
7. world history - ward
joyous day.
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| wanna see me disco? |
[16 Aug 2004|12:01pm] |
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pissed. yes.
i don't care if this isn't a real entry.
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| bahamas, mama |
[08 Aug 2004|10:18pm] |
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IN BAHAMAS W/ LAUREN.
WE ARE HAVING FUN.
and becoming black.
and we almost died on the way here,
due to the fact that our plane almost crashed.
yessum.
( protect ya tings )
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| kiss and shove |
[01 Aug 2004|09:02pm] |
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you know the family in american beauty?
the realtor mother who only cares about material things,
the workaholic father who doesn't talk much at dinnertime.
the only daughter.
yeah, well tonight i realized
while my mom once again was paying no attention to me
because some rainwater was dripping onto her
precious, precious floors through a leak in the ceiling,
and while my father was still in the garage working
at nine o' clock at night,
that my family is exactly like that.
and its really kind of sad.
because they aren't happy.
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| i like your sleeves, they're real big |
[31 Jul 2004|06:18pm] |
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TEN ANYONYMOUS DEDICATIONS, FOR NO PARTICULAR REASON, AND IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER:
one. it's been a long, long time since i've seen you. in fact, i think you moved away in that period of time that no one really remembers much from when they were younger - so if i called you up, you wouldn't have much to talk to me about. i remember you, though. you were my best pal in preschool, and when the dumb teacher spilled glitter all over my naptime cot and i cried, you ran up and gave me a hug. that was cool of you.
two. sneaking out at three a.m. with you to go get wendy's, and then being so pissed because they were closed and we werent able to "eat great, even late" - thats only one of the 6670760607387 greatest moments i've ever shared with you. we picked noses together when we were 6 and laughed about "cow gois oink", met racist boys in south carolina, saw each other grow up, and i still remember that one time when rasikh told you i barfed in history class when i really didn't, so you showed up at my door with a get well soon rose and i was incredibly confused. i can't say the words "i love you" enough to you, and i'll bet you anything that until the day i die i'll never be as good as you at DDR. and for this i am jealous!
three. i wish i could write like you. it sucks that you're so damn cool. stop being so cool.
four. you burned me a cd with really cute liner notes and gave me a giant hershey's bar for our one month anniversary in 8th grade, and i kept the wrapper. do you remember how short you were back then? almost my height, mang. you've grown up alot since then - but you're still the same ol' great guy, even if you do listen to a bit more hardcore than you used to. you aren't allowed to change, ok? good. thats what i thought.
five. i know i may scream when you drive too fast but really, i trust you with my life, even though you fell asleep and hit that mailbox that one time(almost killing us all). you're genuine and thats really hard to come by nowadays, and i want you to know that i feel really incredibly lucky to know you. so there.
six. i took a dump in front of your house when i was mad at you, but you don't know that. SUCKER.
seven. just so you know, when we graduate, i still expect to go on that roadtrip to canada with you. its all aboot the bacoon, bebbe. i'm also very glad to know that now its possible to kill small spiders with lysol, a trick i learned from personal experiences with you on a late night after warped tour. r.i.p, salsa.
eight. you are the most beautiful boy i've ever laid eyes on in all my years, and i would have sex with you in no less than a wink. you looked weird in middle school but i don't care, because now your hair is black and it looks alot better. maybe next year i'll get up the guts to ask for your number? we'll see.
nine. you look stupid in cowboy hats and i hope you choke to death and die.
ten. from the second i met you i wanted to be lucky enough to be friends with you, and boy oh boy am i glad your dad let me play on his softball team, because you truly are the best 3rd baseman in the milky way. but besides that. you're the only person i can stay up until 5:30 a.m. with, the only one who can make me laugh so hard i feel like crying, and dawg - you listen to all my whining and problems and i don't even know how you put up with me sometimes. you probably are the best person i know/ever will meet, and when we grow up and have those houses right next to each other with the little picket fences and we tell our kids about all of our adventures, i will officially be the happiest person alive. you can quote me on that. just stop being so hard on yourself on the time, ok? i love you mo' than you will ever know.
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| invincible is a really good word |
[25 Jul 2004|02:38pm] |
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so, i've realized two things today:
1) i really need to see napoleon dynamite.
2) restaraunts that put cherries on top of their milkshakes are usually more worthwhile than the ones that don't bother to.
underoath is playing tonight at alley katz, but i'm not going. cest la vie. they'll be at warped tour anyway.
my braces come off tomorrow morning.
EAT THAT BITCHES. EAT THATTTTTTTTT.
( pictures )
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| we'll all float on alright |
[29 Jun 2004|03:59pm] |
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its summer
i'm supposed to be living it up.
i'm supposed to be running wild,
taking chances, falling in lust,
at least riding a rollercoaster or two
but NO.
i am fucking bored.
and it blows.
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| lets do this thing like a prison break |
[05 Apr 2004|06:47pm] |
i need help with my lj codes.
i just don't know how these things work.
i just don't know how anything works
not anymore, it seems.
aaahahidhfgsghg!
i slept in until noon today.
i heart spring break.
i have nothing to do tonight.
and i had nothing to do last night.
or the night before.
i really hate spring break.
AHH, I CANT LOCATE MY DIGITAL CAMERA
someone helppp meeeeeeee
ohh, snap.
i'm out fo sho.
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| lets play doctor babe |
[21 Mar 2004|10:15pm] |
ok, so in some contemplating
i've decided to recall my ''friends only'' statement.
so there you go.
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