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[May. 18th, 2005|02:26 pm] |
i want myself back.
anxiety attack numero gazillion.
i think i want to dance tonight and get it all back.
especially myself.
its the oddest thing.
limony snicket rules. |
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[May. 7th, 2005|03:29 pm] |
it kind of makes me laugh.
i bought a sundress. its good.
ugh. fiiine. |
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[May. 5th, 2005|10:59 pm] |
you strangers stop
giving me candy. |
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[May. 3rd, 2005|03:30 pm] |
i am too needy and it is horrible.
i feel like a puddle
one that mud touches
and the water gets all swirly with dirtyness
that dirt mud thing isnt about sadness or oppression or anything its cause i havent showered.
and the puddle part is because i feel weak.
and slippery.
dirty puddle that smells bad.
focusing is hard when you are a puddle
now i dont believe anything i think
its hard.
i am going to be reclusive for a while.
get rid of people.
i feel like they dont like me
and pretend the whole time.
why doesnt anyone care about anything?
why do passionate people not exist?
why do cant i dull myself into it?
shut up whiner.
whiny dirty smelly puddle.
something fell off
of the shelf inside of her |
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[May. 1st, 2005|11:26 pm] |
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my hands are really cold |
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[Apr. 29th, 2005|04:46 pm] |
my roomate got our gas turned off
i'd really like to take a shower, i feel gross.
i finally get a friday off, the first one ever since sweet tooth, and everyone abandons me.
i feel sad.
i had sushi last night though, that was awesome.
two papers two exams and i am done.
DONEeeeeeeee |
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[Apr. 27th, 2005|10:03 pm] |
today was the day of the latent throw up feeling
because i am crazy.
but i am a crazy size four.
which was like, whaaaa?
ow.
tomorrow is the last day of school
happy last day of school!
i feel sick
soporific = me |
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[Apr. 26th, 2005|03:12 am] |
taking a 8 hour nap in the afternoon
isnt a good idea.
why dont english teachers hit on students like they do in the movies?
so now i just need to focus and get all this shit done
i kept having these dreams of mundane occurances, like telling vanessa that we would go to class tomorrow.
this movie is so stupid i updated my livejournal during it.
come home! i am lonely. |
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[Apr. 24th, 2005|11:03 pm] |
last week of hard.
critical mass on friday
ryan is home
craziness and blockbuster
talk to me natalie!
life. |
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[Apr. 19th, 2005|11:01 pm] |
natalie's pictures make me jealous, i want nice hair again
my family is cccrazy.
i am now an accepted english major
i am being pumped full o' hormones to replace the ones i lack
thanks to my pituitary.
i lost my glasses
my dog burns the grass when he pees
i drank two containers of green tea today
ate an english muffin, an orange, chinese and two slices of pizza
which seems like a lot to me?
i saw diana which was really nice and she ate the mushrooms out of my chinese
dodgeball tomorrow, i am impressed that i have five friends
lets see how long this takes.
my poetry got rejected.
i keep having mood swings
harry potter soon.
i love my bike.
i didnt get any TAPP money
but
it is spring and that makes it easier to forget that i am a raving lunatic, my sister hates me, my boyfriend tolerates me, i have no money and i keep bursting into tears unprovoked.
but i am good with chopsticks. i can eat rice with them. |
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[Apr. 17th, 2005|03:23 am] |
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i really do love waking up when it is like this |
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[Apr. 15th, 2005|01:28 pm] |
i got so much sleep last night
and i am starving. |
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[Apr. 12th, 2005|04:33 pm] |
i feel like throw-up. on so many levels.
in other news, i want to quit school and marry someone wealthy
i guess i dont belong here. |
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[Apr. 10th, 2005|07:22 pm] |
today was wonderful.
midnight bike ride this evening... come. |
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[Apr. 7th, 2005|04:53 pm] |
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i am allll over the place. |
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[Apr. 5th, 2005|01:20 pm] |
no phone no light no motorcar not a single luxury
not even a bike.
the other day i woke up to peter's screams emitting from the bathroom. there was water everywhere and the sink's pipe had broken, so there was boiling hot water running everywhere and since our plumbing is really old we could not figure out how to shut off the water. the basement ceiling under the bathroom floor began to leak, so it looked like it was raining in our basement. then we had to go to value and peter fixed it. so that day was really exciting.
i had the most fun out the other night than i have ever had before.
with love.
sass |
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[Mar. 31st, 2005|01:33 pm] |
i have two funny stories in my life currently that i plan on telling everyone, i bet i will tell some people it a million times-----
but yesterday maia and i went to the playground. it was a nice day and we took a walk and looked at flowers and bought gumballs on the way. we got there and a slew of toddlers were milling about, all of them participants in some sort of nursery school. so we decided to play on the monkey bars, on the animal springy things and in the sandbox- standard playground procedure. we made a sandcastle and just as maia removed the molding bucket from our architectural acheivement this snot nosed little girl stomped on it. i was in awe. i calmly asked, why would you do that? would you like me to do that do your sandcastle? she ignored my questions and tried to steal our bucket and our shovel.
i was able to maintain composure, although i was creeped out and surprised. this little girl finally left and maia and went on to bigger and better things- a double upturned bucket shaped sandcastle. however, this time as we were admiring our work (for about five seconds, mind you) a sketchy looking blond girl with curly hair and a blue hood jumped on our sandcastle. (!!!)
she simply ran away from our sad and shocked faces. at this juncture, i felt that little children were weird, and i was glad to no longer be one. so maia and i (in peace) made our third and final sandcastle. we kept it simple, having learned our lesson not to flaunt towers in these toddlers faces. but this time, after we finished the aforementioned sandcastle, a little boy with a squishy head and a hoodie on jumped on our newly restored castle. maia just looked at me with the saddest eyes i have ever seen that seemed to say 'why, monika, why? why wont these children let me build a sandcastle?' so i, infuriated, said to this kid- 'that was NOT a nice thing to do, why would you ruin our sandcastle? we didnt go over to your sandcastle and step on it.' to which he replied 'my mommy told me to" and ran away. |
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[Mar. 28th, 2005|09:03 pm] |
revisit old music and feel good.
im kinda tired and i feel like i should have
some things to say but i dont.
except i like the magnetic fields still
and most things i used to like i still do
but i like one especially most. |
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[Mar. 24th, 2005|06:42 pm] |
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sometimes i wonder if anything will sustain me |
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[Mar. 22nd, 2005|10:44 am] |
well, the coal mines smell bad.
l'chaim cough i mean spring! |
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