tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63040072012-01-12T10:14:53.467-09:00"This diary is my kief, hashish, and opium pipe. This is my drug and my vice." ~Anais NinQueen of the Inanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809noreply@blogger.comBlogger4001100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304007.post-33546100321539848432012-01-10T13:16:00.000-09:002012-01-12T09:25:35.963-09:00

Okay, so I lied. I was lured away by new templates. For now my new blog is Infinity Waits. We'll see how long I stick with that name...and blog address.

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Death and menses, is there anything more cruel?

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I hate working Wednesdays. More so than any other day, x's a billion. Wednesday means the Powerball goes out...and all the slow, old assholes come out. Also the overly picky middle-aged women equipped with 8 thousand tickets for me to check...bc clearly she is the most important person in the store. The 8 people in line behind her actually purchasing things can just wait. Wednesday is also a

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The past week or so, I have become increasingly obsessed with Gone With The Wind the movie, and all things related to it. Possibly to an unhealthy degree. Last week, I'm pretty sure I watched all 4 hours of it at least once a day. Then I decided to read the 823 page sequel called Scarlett by Alexandra Ripley. That was a somewhat reckless undertaking, and though I finished it in 2ish days, my eyes

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I heard they were making a Total Recall remake a while back, but kind of forgot about it. The other day I randomly remembered and decided to look into it. Apparently Colin Farrell is supposed to be Quaid. I just don't see it. I just, really can't. Hopefully it turns out to be a decent movie, but I just can't imagine this movie without Arnold Schwarzenegger. My mind refuses to do so. And Colin

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So...after a very very long hiatus I have loosely decided to start blogging again. We'll see how long I stick to that. I thought about making a whole new blog, but I already have about 5 and that seems like too many, so why not just use what's already there? So, I am continuing my blogging presence. Not that anyone is still reading me. Shit, not like anyone really did in the first place. Derp.

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I think that I hate 80% of the people I am around on a daily basis. Today is no different. I need a change of...environment. This one is stagnant.

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I'm beginning to suspect that I really need glasses.

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These are all of the books that I have read and remembered, from the year of 2008. Pretty sure I stole this idea from Anna. Lets just say that I had a lot of free time this year.1. The Uglies Series by Scott Westerfeld: Uglies, Pretties, Specials, Extras2. Anita Blake Series by Laurell K. Hamilton: Guilty Pleasures, The Laughing Corpse, Circus of the Damned, Lunatic Cafe, Bloody Bones, The

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Once again, QC is using my life for comedic purpose.

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I am in freaking love with Orson Scott Card. After my initial reluctance to read his books (due in large part to being obstinately against whatever Peter was worshipping that month) I started reading The Seventh Son. After I finished off what there is of that series in record breaking time, I decided to take a break from his literary greatness. Then, at the Humboldt Public Library, I felt the

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So, Trevor recently got me into this Folk Parody duo, Flight of the Conchords. They are hilarious. Also, I fucking love their Kiwi accents. New Zealand produces beautiful musicians, I found while surfing the Last.fm. Goldenhorse, Jonathan Coulton, and Evermore are prime examples. They briefly made me think of moving there. However, I think I am still headed for Iceland, birthplace of Bjork. It is

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Okay, so am officially moving back to the Humboldt on Sunday. Rod and Deanna, being the overconfident people that they are, scheduled me already. I am supposed to work on Monday at 6:30am. Welcome back to Humboldt, I guess. So yeah. I also think it's funny that Rod was unaware of the fact that I never worked or even been trained for CS before in my life. He was all like, "Oh, really?" Derrrr.In

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So I have randomly been having some very interesting dreams. The interesting part is that they are vaguely entertaining and I actually remember them to some degree the next day. Yesterday I had this dream where somebody was stalking me. I was in a car very opposite of an American one, as the wheel was on the other side of the car. After parking my car for work, this guy then tried to kidnap (can

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Wow. So, in my humble opinion, this movie was awesome. Though, it must be said, if you don't like gay boys, don't watch this movie. I love gay boys. Especially pretty gay boys, so this movie was right up my alley. It's kind of like a feature length episode of Undressed. Boy Culture is a new sort of romantic comedy/drama, the main characters being equally flawed and compelling. They are three gay

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It's true. Working at the KFC here has taught me a few things about Ohio that I had previously overlooked. 1. There are an incredible amount of lesbians and bisexuals here. Now, I'm pretty sure there are an equal amount to any other state, but they're just so fucking apparent here. I mean mullets haven't been in style for a good 20 years...why else would a woman have a mullet?2. Mullet Mania.

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Great film, good acting, and......the most depressing two hours of my life.

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Which My So-Called Life Character Are You? Find out @ She's CraftyPretty sure this is a rather accurate portrayal of the situation. Though, my ill-fated obsession was nowhere near as attractive or mysterious as Jordan Catalano.

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It's a killer.See, in highschool, I'm pretty sure my car was never working, thus I bummed a lot of rides. Now, my Floyd is pretty stable, and I still have a licence (I'm as surprised as everyone else). This apparently is not very common in Ohio (still having a licence, that is). So now I end up giving people a lot of rides. Tonight, I gave two people rides. My boss was one of them. It was mucho

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Not to sound geekier than I already am, but I finally watched The Golden Compass, and it was awesome. I don't see exactly what all the religious uproar was about. I mean I can see the random things that might symbolize other things, but like, who the fuck gives a shit? It's a movie douchbags. Before it was a movie, it was a book. I don't know about the book, but the movie didn't seem to give out

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So I finally bought the Violent Femmes album that I've been wanting for forever. It contains 41 minutes of pure awesomeness. It also reminds me of Ben and the lovely Lucky pizza/video shop that is apparently no longer across the street from Friley. Ben once let me put that cd on in the store whilst waiting for my pizza. I did my crazy dance to the beautific tunage. I misses Ben and his loverly

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Today I randomly said "omg...I'm gonna die" (I forget why) and my boss threw me a plastic bag and said "Put this over your head, I hear it works really well." I swear my heart stopped.My day's been a little off since that.

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Is there some rule that I am unaware of which states that all men in my life must be disappointing? It certainly seems that this is the case. You'd think I'd have learned by now to not hurt...but apparently I have not. They are disappointing, each and every one. Too bad I don't like vagina much, cuz I could definitely see the benefits in hitting for the other side.

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So my life is boring...I go to work, eat, sleep, etc...I think I have been watching too many movies lately. I swear it's all I do. I read a book every now and then, but mostly I watch movies. And my Grey's Anatomy. See, I missed the first 3 seasons, so I'm catching up. It's intense. Dr.McDreamy now stars in my wet dreams. Just kidding. But really, I am addicted to Grey's. It's sad. At least I'm

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CHOICE MOVIE: Juno. This is a movie about a 16 year old girl who gets knocked up from a one time encounter with her best friend, a track boy with an odd addiction to tic tacs. I am in love with this movie. It is my new best friend. It has that indie vibe like Little Miss Sunshine, and a great sound track to accompany it.I am also in love with this song that was in the movie.EXPECTATIONS - BELLE &

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Decided to take this little quiz again and see what's changed in 2 years:PLAYER ONE: ON THE OUTSIDE Name: Hannah Rose Mosqueda Birthdate: June 15, 1988 Birthplace: Toledo, Ohio Current location: Toledo, OhioEye Color: Hazel Hair Color: Black, brown, red Righty or Lefty: righty Zodiac Sign: Gemini LAYER TWO: ON THE INSIDE Shoes you wore today: gay ass work shoes (non-slip!)Your weakness: long hair

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I'm not quite sure what to say about today, only that I am constantly surprised by how retarded people are. This is seriously the only time I have ever related to a Britney Spears song (aka. Rumors).See, when I first started working at the KFC, this guy was nice to me, so I was friendly back. I do that, ya know. I don't automatically think a guy likes me just because they're nice. So I hung out

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As usual, no resolutions, no regrets. Okay, well, a few regrets...but whatever. Hope 2008 doesn't suck as hardcore as 2007...2006...and 2005 have.

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1. When people are hanging out with you...but yet spend the entire time texting or talking on the phone with other people.2. Driving.3. Emotional outbursts.4. That temporary amnesia that hits when somebody asks the name of this or that actor/actress/singer/song/fucking whatever in a movie that you know, but which you just can't remember.5. Trying to explain a feeling or thought to somebody who

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So...in reading my comics today, I ran across this particular QC...and it is just so my life, that it is erie. Well I mean, Danny, Hovey, and Peter...need I say more?

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CHOICE SONG: Pretty Vacant by The Sex Pistols.It has been a long time, a very long time indeed since last I posted here. It is quite shameful really. Whatev.Life is currently more boring than ever before. I am teh sucks. I just got a job at KFC (pronounced as Dane Cook would pronounce it, of course). It does not look promising, mostly b/c I hate chicken. And fast food. Ooops, I didn't say that,

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As luck would have it, I have been stripped of my chance to enjoy VEISHA week (aka. week of drunken partying before finals) due to a particularly heinous case of the strep. Well, MAYBE the strep. Apparently a lot of things have symptoms similar to strep (swollen, white glands, fever, coughing, etc...) such as mono. So I either have mono or strep. Just great. I am about fucking tired of getting

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"I Think I Love You"(As recorded by the Partridge Family/Bell)TONY ROMEOI was sleeping and right in the middle of a good dreamLike all at once I wake up from something that keeps knocking at my brainBefore I go insane I hold my pillow to my headAnd spring up in my bed screaming out the words I dreadI think I love youThis morning I woke up with this feelingI didn't know how to deal with and so I

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CHOICE SONG: Honey or Tar - CocoRosieIt is semi-late, I am in Cassandra's room...b/c my roommate kicked me out of our room for some reason. I want to go to sleep. Perhaps do some homework? I am so incredibly glad I have a single next year.On another note, I think I need to quit smoking, but quitting is for quitters goddamnit!!! But really, I have quite the hack going on still. I cannot sleep for

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So, I have not died...I am alive and typing still. Sadly I am not very well, though. I have a hack from Satan(blessed be), and a philosphy test tomorrow. I took a Psych.280 test today and thought it was pretty easy, hopefully that means I did well. This semester is muy hectic, and I never see anyone, even the boy gets pretty neglected in favor of studying. Never thought that day would come:P In

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I am adrift. I have no home. Where do I belong? Where will I end up? What am I doing here now? Will I ever have a place to call home and really feel that it is home?I returned to Humboldt this weekend, and while it was fun and good, there was just something missing. There is something sad about going back "home" to a place I no longer think of as home. It's just kinda this place I lived where I

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CHOICE SONG: Walk Away by Franz Ferdinand.After wasting half a semester, I think I'm finally ready to get on about this college thing. I have a Latin test on Wednesday, and a Geology midterm the following Wednesday. I'm psyched!!! *note: sarcasm*But yeah. I think I'm about ready to embrace the fact that my friends suck, I smoke too much hookah, my grades need help, and I hate my job. Being the

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You sit there in your heartache Waiting on some beautiful boy to To save you from your old ways You play forgiveness Watch it now ... here he comes! He doesn't look a thing like Jesus But he talks like a gentleman Like you imagined when you were young Can we climb this mountain I don't know Higher now than ever before I know we can make it if we take it slow Let's take it easy Easy now, watch it

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Life continues to disappoint. I actually tried this time...and nothing. Same old problems. I just feel like crying. Perhaps dying?ps. also, I lost my phone:*( Phone whore that I've become...I feel lost w/out it.

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Boys confuse me. A lot. Even the ones that act like girls...

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This comic just says everything so much better than I ever could.

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You know what this week has made me realize (and I really don't care if ppl are reading this, this is just for me)? This week has made me realize just how tired I am. I do nothing but nap. My life is one large comprehensive nap. On average, I nap twice a day. When I am awake, I am still napping. I'm never fully...here? there? The point being that wherever I am, I'm somewhere else. I'm not sure

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01) Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning.02) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.03) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and

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www.boasas.com is one of the most insightful online-comics I have ever come across.

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So, to be perfectly honest, I don't see what the big deal about college is. Really. It's just like highschool, only you have to walk ten miles in the dehydrating heat to get to classes. Also the teachers talk faster. And it costs lots of money. And I live in a v.small room with another person who likes R&B and Reggae. Luckily her cd's were left at home...hehe. In anycase, my room is hot and I am

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You turn to me (you turn to me)your wings a leathery blackyou turn to me (you turn and say)and say "Look not to the skies for salvation,Look not to the skies in fear of damnation,Look to the northlook east, west, south...but don't look up and don't look downfor all you'll see are stars and dirt"Don't look down when you jump."My love looked down once, long ago"said his dog-headed companion,"she

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I think that going back to school will be good for me. At least this is what I'm trying to convince myself. God, it just really occurred to me that I will be doing actual schoolwork, having a job, living w/some foreign person, and...yeah. Schoolwork. I hate homework, but I hate studying even more. I am sooooo not cut out for college. I really just wanna run away and become a rock star. Why? Why?

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CHOICE SONG: The Distance by Cake. Only 6 days till move in day...and I couldn't be more happy. I think getting away for a long while is just what the doctor ordered. I need to be away from Hy-Vee, away from my friends that never call me, away from the people that used to be my friends that I now hate, heck away from my real friends b/c we're gonna drive each other insane. I'm not kidding.

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I think I need to get off the internet and pack more of my shit up. But I don't wanna. This reminds me of the chapter in Gen. Psych that was about motivation. I had none then, I have none now.In other news...Futon for sale! also random couch...My back hurts. I really need to return Kiss Kiss Bang Bang back to HiV. And now it is SHOWER TIME!

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by. Pink FloydHello?Is there anybody in there?Just nod if you can hear me.Is there anyone at home?Come on, now,I hear you're feeling down.Well I can ease your painGet you on your feet again.Relax.I'll need some information first.Just the basic facts.Can you show me where it hurts?There is no pain you are recedingA distant ship, smoke on the horizon.You are only coming through in waves.Your lips

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How many unreal moments do you suppose a person has to have b4 they can be done? B/c while reality on the whole kinda blows, the unreal moments just kinda suck on a completely different plane.The parents finally left at 3:00a.m. and now I'm in my home all alone. It makes me kinda sad. I'm supposed to leave them, their not supposed to leave me! Why is nobody up? It's only 3 a fucking clock in the

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so, I finally got a phone...this makes me happy. But goddamn...another $70 that I have to shell out a month. I already have to pay $75 a month to pay off that little ticket I got...can't remember why...j/k, I remember alright. Being an adult sucks hairy balls.ps. Why can I not get away from the elipses? Damned dot dot dot. It's like the written form of do doot doo doo. Gerdamn.

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CHOICE SONG: Better Days by Citizen King.or maybe it's just been one of those years. Today was one of those days that I just felt like pistol-whipping everyone in the face. Repeatedly. That's how work was tonight. I usually love the 6-11 shift. Everyone who works w/me knows how goddamned hyper I get around 10 or 10:30. Tonight...I bought cigarrettes at 10:45. And I may have imagined plucking the

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CHOICE MOVIE: Click. Adam Sandler, Christopher Walken and Kate Beckinsale make one hell of a team in this movie of pure awesomeness. I don't think a movie has made me cry like this one did in a long time.So, I'm a bit burnt from the tubing expedition Cassie, Sammi, Sarah, and I ventured upon. We all are a bit burnt. In Sammi's case "a bit" would be a severe sort of understatement, but w/e. It

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by. Violent FemmesDay after dayI will walk, and I will playBut the day, after todayI will stop, and I will startWhy can't I get just one kiss?Why can't I get just one kiss?Believe me, Somethings I wouldn't missBut I look at you pants and I need a kiss.Why can't I get just one screw?Why can't I get just one screw?Believe me,I'd know what to do.But something won't let me make love to you.Why can't

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www.postsecret.com

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will I ever recover my uninhibited dreams?can childhood fantasies revisit the soulwhen it's dark and filled with tar and hate?I want to live the life unheard ofI want to be known and adoredlove me love me love meDON'T LOOK AT ME DON'T LOOK AT MEflashing signs, ringing in my earsdizzy tumult of sound and oppressiveADULT.Space...why can't I transgress one more timei just want one more kissbliss is

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I totally relate to this secret. I think that this is the way I want to live my life...like I'm drunk dancing, cuz nothing beats that. I'm just so tired of lying about everything and pretending to be someone not me, so I'ma just be me from now on. I think. Really, that's just what I want to do, and fuck anybody who doesn't like it, cuz you know what, deal w/it, or GO AWAY. Seriously, if you don't

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CHOICE SONG: Breaking The Law by Judas Priest.So I'm not sure if this path that I'm currently taking is a good one, actually I know it pretty much isn't, but goddamn if I don't enjoy it. What is life for if not enjoyment? I have been so busy lately in my own way that I barely have any time to be sad. Or to think.God I can't wait for college, it's gonna be so kick-ass. I had my orientation w/

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This picture really has nothing to do with anything, but it had Batman on it, so it had to be posted. I almost stayed up till 5:30a.m. watching Batman y-day...but then Cole told me to leave his house as he was falling asleep and so was I. Meh, it was just the first one. My favorite shall always be Batman Returns, with Michelle Pfieffer as Catwoman. Batman Begins was pretty kick-ass too, though, I

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CHOICE SONG: Million Ways To Be Cruel by OK GoSo, it's done and now it's on my flesh for all eternity. Well, at least until my flesh deteriorates and falls off for the maggoty folk to gobble up. That however, shouldn't happen for a while. Till then, I've got these big black marks on the back of my neck. I really wanted the guy with the red hair and tons of tattoos to do mine, but he accidentally

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I have been on the computer all day. I swear I'm getting off now. Damned surveys. I can't help my addictions. There should be an AA group for this shit.1. How does the world see me?:On Top - The Killers (fuck yeah)2. Will I have a happy life?:Wonderful - Everclear (so...BULLSHIT)3. What do my friends really think of me?:the Words of an Old Man - Neil Diamond (um..ok)4. Do people secretly lust

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This is morningThat's when I spend the most timeThinking 'bout what I've given upThis is a warningWhen you start the day just to close the curtainsYou're thinking about what I've given upWhere are you now?As I'm swimming through the stereo I'm writing you a symphony of soundWhere are you now?As I rearrange the songs againThis mix could burn a hole in anyoneBut it was you I was thinking ofIt was

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You Are DuckExotic and unusual, you are a bit of a rare bird - literally.You're known for being soft and succulent, though at times you can be a bit greasy.What Kind of Meat Are You?Exotic Dancer Name Is...PopTartExotic Dancer Name GeneratorYou Belong in ParisYou enjoy all that life has to offer, and you can appreciate the fine tastes and sites of Paris.You're the perfect person to wander the

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I want it! I want it! I want it!

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So...666 was disappointing. No rapture, BOOOOO. Didn't even get to see The Omen, thanks to that damned underage girl. I'm really not that heartbroken, Cassie said it was just like the original, so yeah. 667 was more entertaining if anything, as that night was spent playing the ouija in the park w/Sammi, Sarah, Sara, and Tannor. Trevor sat about unhappily, so he doesn't count. Apparently we talked

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Fucking righteous. That's right, I just used the word righteous, wanna make sumthin' of it bitch? Yeah, didn't think so. Okay, anyway, the righteous part was that I just saw a preview for this movie Heed The Omen, this superfly looking movie which is about the son of the devil, Damien. Anyz, it's awesome cuz it comes out on 6.6.06. What is also on that day is...bum bum bum....the anniversery of

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CHOICE SONG: The Kill by 30 Seconds To Mars. I'm seriously buying their cd as soon as I get more money on my card.So, life is entertaining. Also, EXTREMELY FUCKING HOTT! And yeah. Basically the past 3 days has been me sweating alot. Not fun.Yesterday was fun. After work I hung out w/Sammi, Trevor, Cole, and Jessica for a bit b4 she had to leave. Silly schoolie. Fun was had in the normal way, ie.

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CHOICE SONG: School's Out by Alice Cooper.So, the deed is done, I am now a highschool graduate. I put on my cap and gown, smiled pretty, and walked that stage like there was no tomorrow. I even shook Jud-ASS's hand I was so supremely glad to be done with highschool. Adam and Patz gave excellent speeches, I especially liked Adam's usage of Seinfeld and Patz's pants joke. It was great. I just wish

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Life just keeps throwing complications about. It never gets any easier, anyone who says different is selling something. Yesterday threw me an interesting one.Hopefully, though, I'm finally rid of a major complication that has plagued me for the past year. I've gotta say, it feels lighter without the weight now that it's relatively done.God, I hope it's done.***********8:00 UPDATE**********When

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Today sucked the penis. I hate everyone today. It began okay enough w/me skipping English in favor of painting. That relaxed my extremely hateful/anti-social mood a bit, and so I was pleasant enough for Econ. Then I had government in which the mood was returning, full blown for Chorus, half of which I napped through in the Tuba Room. Spanish and lunch was Hannah in a v. bad mood where I might

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You Are 44% AbnormalYou are at medium risk for being a psychopath. It is somewhat likely that you have no soul. You are at medium risk for having a borderline personality. It is somewhat likely that you are a chaotic mess.You are at low risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is unlikely that you are in love with your own reflection.You are at medium risk for having a social phobia. It is

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So prom.Yay prom. This week has been the 2nd worst week of my life, bested only by that hell-week of Chad's death. Prom wasn't totally bad tho. We(Cassandra, Hovey, Patz, Adam, Kayla, and I) all ate steak and lobster and chocolate fondue at the Rassmussen residence. That place is amazing, we got the tour. Also I love Lisa. Anyz, then there was pre-prom, where I think the entertainment was v. top

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...no more Vodka for Hannah. Vodka makes her do v. regrettable things. Also, I think I hate boys. Hovey especially. And Caleb, but P.J. is a nice boy. God, I fucking hate Hovey. That is all.

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Went back to this place, which is semi-hilarious, that I found originally in May of last year. It made me giggle girlishly and such. Maybe.http://www.qwantz.com/apologies/index.pl?comic=63...I would call him Batman....ps.Does this remind anyone else of a certain boy named Patrick, who is slightly obsessed w/Batman? Maybe it's just me...

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http://www.okaypants.com/comic.php?st=060309"Hahahahahah. And that's all I've got.ps. The Art show went well, and I didn't win anything. pps. I got my MVP scholarship for my 4 years at ISU. Yay

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Fuck.I still have as yet to do that damned English paper. Today was a waste as I didn't do anything in English b/c I was talking to Teresa the whole time. Tonight I might do it, but about now-ish, I must go to the library b/c I haven't been in ages, simply ages! Tomorrow is the Art Show and I will not be at school. Which kinda sucks as I was gonna interview Reher tomorrow as a source for my

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Note to self: Never again.Note to everybody else: Once, maybe twice, then dear god, STOP.ps. My back hurts. Alot. Everytime I laugh. Oh how I hate life.

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The thing I've always liked about science fiction is the whole black hole thing. I've always been curiously drawn to the stories where some space ship or other is sucked into this vast and terrible darkness that could lead to anywhere(certain death? *dum dum dum*) and they might never be heard from again. Voyager, for instance. Great show.Today has been one of those days that make a girl wish for

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If the sea envolops meIf the current drags me underIf I am tossed asunderEaten by my finned companionsWill there be peaceIn the final velvet blackThat hopefulyet hopeless caress?If the sea envelops me...

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CHOICE MOVIE: Memoirs of a Geisha. Great movie w/some pretty Asians. I wish I were Asian. Mainly b/c they have no breasts.So, I'm actually in quite a perky mood right now. The play y-day was a success for me as I didn't forget any major lines, and my scenes went well and got some laughs. The general consensus on the whole ordeal from audience viewpoint was that while there was some good acting,

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by. Nat King ColeYou give your hand to me and then you say, "Hello,"And I can hardly speak; my heart is beating so.And anyone can tell you think you know me well,But you don't know meNo, you don't know the one who dreams of you at night,And longs to kiss your lips and longs to hold you tight.To you I'm just a friend; that's all I've ever been,Oh, you don't know me.(Bridge:)*For I never knew the

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...is totally bitchin'. Seriously...The Oblongs...yeah, I'm in love. This cable thing is not good for me, I stay up far too late as it is.Tomorrow I awake at 5a.m. or so to leave at 6ish for an ISU college trip thing. It starts at 9, so if we aim for leaving at 6, we'll actually leave by 6:30 which makes 2 hours to drive w/half an hour insurance time(b/c we'll prolly get lost at some point, I

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CHOICE SONG: Take Me Out by Franz Ferdinand. (This, by the by, is a kick ass music video. V.v.strange). Does anybody else find Franz kinda hot?So, Solo ensemble was today. This year I actually did not have to wake up at the ass crack of dawn to make it to the bus. I took the 2nd bus which leaves at noon, I rock so hardcore. I wore a dress and nylons and lots o' visible cleavage and it didn't even

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Oh UrsulaYour witchy ways enchant meYour fey bright eyes, they look through meOh Ursula of the sea!Won't you swim away w/meWon't you give to me the keyTo your heartOh your heartUrsulaOh the pearly glare of your skinThe crimson hair in my faceYour body wrapped in delicate laceYour witchy ways enchant meYou've always had my keyOh Ursula of the sea!Oh UrsulaBe with me!Oh Ursula of the sea!This is

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Today was a good day. Until:1. I was late to work again2. I broke a nail3. My belt broke4. I gave this old lady the wrong changeNow:1. My pants keep falling down2. I am eating some crappy HyVee chips3. I need to go pottyAt least I'm only here for 2 more fucking hours:)

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Hehe. That's all I've got to say about that.

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Hovey's Ouija board sucks the penis. Not even a midnight*cough*10:30ish*cough* romp in the cemetery would make it move w/out one of us cheating. Damned Ouija board.

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So...had a slightly tumutuous morning. Now I kinda wanna take a shower and go walking or something. It is very nice out today, despite the riot in my insides. Parents are complicated creatures. Yeah, I smell a little bit, so Ima take a shower now.

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I want to lick the chocolate from your mouthLike I'd lick the spoon after mixingI want to lick that corner where your lips endAnd my desire begins.That unnoticed corner consumes meFor whole seconds, and minutes of the day.You consume me in an obsessive wayThat seems to have no clear beginningAnd no end in sightLick, nibble, biteWould you taste like vanilla?Would you taste like rum?Would you taste

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Two months remain of my high school career and I'm more than ready for them to end. I have 90 min. of detention to make up, but I work tomorrow and Friday, and I have a doctors appointment on thursday. Looks like Hannah shall recieve some in-school-suspension. Whoopie! Disciplinary action is retarded.Play practice is tonight, and I have to work on my multi-cultural scholarship thing like TONIGHT,

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This weekend hath been eventful. Friday the Sammi, Sarah, and I went to Ft.Dodge to pierce the Samantha's nose...to no avail, for the sammi had a cold and it was not advised to get such a piercing in such an event. So Sammi still only has 2 holes in her nose. We did however trek a bunch and purchase some soccer goods. Too bad the Ouija board says that I shall drop out of soccer. W/e. Anyway, that

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By. A New Found GloryI've been waiting for a good day I've been holding back long enough I've been hurting to tell you some things it's not the falling of the temperature that's making all our bones run coldit's the breeze you make the presence felt when you're around me and it feels like I'm at an all-time low slightly bruised and brokenfrom our head on collision I've never seen this side of you

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CHOICE MOVIE: Party Monster. This movie is sheer craziness. I never thought that I would witness Macaulay in a skirt and make-up/glitter, but I liked it alot. Seth Green is also in this. I love Seth Green, he is insane. Insanity is rarely unentertaining;OI HATE fog. We now have a semi-full day thanks to the damned fog. I was looking forward to the half day as I have to work at 4pm.In other news..

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CHOICE MOVIE: Pride and Predjudice. Kiera Knightly is honestly the only recognizable actor in this production. It was an awesome movie. The tension almost made me die. Like THE chik flik of the century. Holy fuck I am such sweet shit! I just ordered the Tank Girl dvd, also the soundtrack, and the Ghost World dvd. Tank Girl is my idol...and Ghost World kicks ass w/its wierd characters who own a

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