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[11 Nov 2004|10:16pm] |
before checking this, realize that I'm still a slut it just happens to be that I'm not an LJ slut
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[11 Nov 2004|09:58pm] |
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hmmmm, where to begin, baught a pipe, (not that I smoke or anything) bought halo 2, went to work 2 hours later than I usually would have to, yeah, things are slowly getting better. life isnt nearly as bad as I make it out to be, so in short, dont listen to me.
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[08 Nov 2004|02:56pm] |
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I'm back in the pit. my good life is over now. I'll be down here picking up the pieces if anyone needs me.
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[07 Nov 2004|10:36am] |
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before the main part of the entry, I have lost my phone if anyone has it or knows of its whereabouts, tell me (I'd say call me but. . . ya know)
so. my Rocky surprise for those of you not attending was that I played riff raff on . . .five hours notice. and it was soo awesome. I appreciate all of the support I got and if you have any I'd look forward to some feedback. positive or negative. if you'd like you can post annonymous to make fun of me. thanx
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[06 Nov 2004|06:39pm] |
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for those of you attending Rocky, there will be something a miss from me. it will be interesting and give you a chance to laugh at me or applaud me. . . your choice. that is all
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[08 Oct 2004|08:15pm] |
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so, Rocky tomorrow. should be fun. I got my good friend Heather coming with, that should be interesting. Tori will be there (some girl I met at a friends show) some persone from SMC, and possibly even Chalence. so times will be good. I got myself a car. its pretty and blue. I also bought myself a Hooka. that was such a strange impulse buy. the X-Box I bought was less of an impulse and more of a "I feel like I dont have enough gaming possibilities".
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[03 Oct 2004|02:45pm] |
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so, according to rumor, jason was in the backrow with bernie, and then elliot, who we found out was actually a troll, was in the little party with them. this was the rumor I promised to update with. its definetely true, because, you know, nothing said at Rocky could possibly be falsified. ok so it was just two people in the backrow having their fun and one of them just happened to look like Jason. I cant quite explain how bernie got into the picture, or elliot for that matter, but atleast he's moved up from dogs to humans.
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[20 Sep 2004|07:27pm] |
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I hate chris Donaldson. he should die. if you see him I suggest killing him. he broke m sunglasses and blamed me for basically nothing that concerns him. thats about it.
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[19 Sep 2004|11:23am] |
I suppose it's about time I put this story into the view of the public. sorry, in advance, for not telling as many of you as I should have.
it was about a month and a half ago when I came home from work early one day. I had the time so I figured I would invite my then girlfriend over to my house (we broke up recently but that's a different story) she came over and basically we took a nap. it was about fifteen minutes later that we heard a noise that sounded like a staple gun hitting a wall. if you know my house this is nothing out of the ordinary. it was a bit awkward however when this noise started against my door This heightened my curiosity enough to make me get up and check. I look into the living room through a hole in my door which I was fortunate enough to have for "making sure the coast was clear" any time I wished to leave my room without being seen. to my surprise I see my brother (by blood only and I wish I weren't sure of that either.) with a glass of whiskey and a powerful air gun. this little fuck-head is shooting holes THROUGH my door. pellets are actually going through the inch and a half of wood with enough velocity to stay airborne after breaking through. when I see this I am obviously A: confused and B: pissed. I open the door and ask "what the fuck are you doing?" in the most calm tone i could muster (as you may be able to tell, it wasn't very calm) he starts by asking the same question of me and using far more profanity than you would expect out of George Carlin or a popular new rap album. oddly enough he keeps calling me a faggot although I obviously have a girl in my room (this is a sidebar but it was too funny to me not to mention, considering the only people I see over with him are guys) at this point I become slightly more pissed than I was before to the point where I pick up a knife with malicious intent with enough fury that becky has to stop me from going out and stabbing the little fuck-head. after I calm down I decide to be a bit more rational (atleast i thought, however this was just another mistake in a long line of them) so I call my mother to give her details and more or less ask for advice. bad Idea, she ends up calling the house. in the meantime i call my father and tell him whats going on. He gets off of work and comes down to the house immediatly. in the mean time, the call to the house, with some good reason, adgitates my brother a great deal. he comes into my room, this time unarmed, and starts calling me a snitch using more and more profanity and so on. at this point I have a sword out (it seems silly now, but at the time it was the only thing I had to defend myself with properly) he keeps saying for me to stab him (which i realize i probably should have had it not been for becky being there, mistake number five. . . six?) at this point becky gets between us and tells chris to leave the room, and for some reason he does. he basically runs into the living room and we sort of do the same. becky goes in first to find him with a 45 in his hand which he denies the ownership of to this day (no surprise) when I come into the room he throws it onto the couch without my realizing that it was there. he starts taunting and prodding more and more and pushes a tredmill into meat this point we leave. we go to beckys car where I more or less have a breakdown letting out tears which I haven't cried for years and years. at this point becky has to leave considering she wasn't supposed to be there in the first place. when my dad comes he deals with the fuck-head while I wait outside, I later go in to gather up some things and, except for a few rare occasions where I either visit my mother (who despite it all, still wants me to come back home knowing full well what I went through, stupid bitch) I am now living, quite happily, at my dads place and thats my story.
P.S I'm sorry for not updating in a while but this is something I felt should have been done. so I guess I'm addicted once more.
If you've noticed I've been acting strange lately but I think this may explain it.
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[09 May 2004|03:26am] |
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this was a wonderful week. My foot feels no pain from the Diving board incident of uncertain doom, (i didnt hit it, it fucking reached out and hit me!) I found out that I will be performing for the first time as Crim next weekend, friday I went to see Wild and untamed things in the valley, which was their Switch night which was awesome. I went to the mall for mom day shopping (in which I spent close to 100 dollars on the bitch) and met a wonderful girl from Isreal working one of the Jewlery carts (I felt bad because she was quite obviously trying to pick up on me so I gave her some of my Giant cookie from ms. fields and the other fishnet hand stocking I purchased) and I just returned home from Rocky. At Sins, I pimped myself out in my suit and new bracelets and had my usual fun. I played betty and did the worst Job of it ever. (I threw the flowers the wrong fucking Direction!!) but oh well. I actually ended up missing most of the movie by sitting outside talking of cars and paintball and Jail. when I looked up Bernie was collecting money so he could afford acting lessons. in all, this has been a wonderful week. also Sara and her eunterage were Gothed up and beautiful (Sara got pissy several times when I touched her princess Leia-ey hair)
So, all of you have to read this and go see me perform next week because it would mean a lot to me, my parents are even gonna be there. I hope I dont throw the flowers the wrong Direction this time. ;)
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[25 Apr 2004|03:15am] |
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at 11:34 last night(this night) I ended a 14 day fast as I stepped infront of the wonderful Nuart Theatre. things were just as Infinite as I remember them to be. I was graced with the love of all those Around me and there was much rejoicing.
in other news; I pose a question, and I'd like all those who read this entry to answer. Hypothetically: I have a desease and will die of it some time in the near future (tomorrow, next year etc.) what will you do for me? comfort me? laugh at my plight? pretend nothing is Wrong? I wont be offended at your answer so say what ever you like.
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[20 Apr 2004|04:20am] |
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well, what a lovely tea party this has been. quite a tradition, this is better than Jesus' birthday any day!
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[20 Apr 2004|12:00am] |
Happy Holidays Everybody!!!!!!!
ill post again at the appropriate time
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[17 Apr 2004|07:10pm] |
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quick entry. since I'm cheap, I dont have the ability of amking a poll so just comment and answer.
should I or should I not attempt a triple gainer at the city diving finals?
clarification: a gainer consists of walking forward on the board jumping up and flipping backwards, except that I do 3 flips instead of one.
more Clarification: to my knowledge, this dive has never been completed or tried on a one meter board at the high school level. so it would be fuckin awesome to do. plus, my coach told me at the start of the year that she'd pay me 50 bucks if I pull it off.
now its time for your input.
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[12 Apr 2004|03:36am] |
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this entry is pertaining to my previous entry (the 3 question Game) it's a lot of fun for me so far but I'd like my readers to know that I'm an incredibly open person on my own, so if theres ever anything you'd like to know about me just come up to me and ask, (this way you dont have to answer my three questions of my choosing.)
aside from that, I spent sunday at Seaworld of which I have mixed feelings about, but it made my mom happy so I guess I cant complain. I'm actually thinking about getting a Job there cause it would be Über cool to launch myself off the nose of a whale. so I think that I'm going to go get an application online after this post.
going in Reverse Chronological Order, saturday was Rocky. it was incredibly relieving to be back after having missed last week. for the first time in a while I was quite drunk during Rocky and somehow remember a good deal of it all. I remember a Motorcycle being used as a Vibrator. I think that stood out the most.
now on to friday. swim team heads to magic mountain. and there was much rejoicing. as is tradition whenever team goes to a theme park, the guys had a contest in which we go around the park asking random Girls for their numbers, and whoever has the most numbers by the end of the day wins. this year the prize was five bucks. and I'm happy to say that I am currently five bucks Richer. essentially I asked this one group of 4 girls to give me fake numbers with area codes from nebraska where they actually were from. so I win money and bragging rights. it was good. I'l post Rocky pics later if I feel like it. P.L.U.R to all of you
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| whoops, Wrong game |
[08 Apr 2004|08:11pm] |
this is the game that my friend wanted me to play. . .so here it is. . . again.
I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want. Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.
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[08 Apr 2004|01:57pm] |
I usually dont do these silly games, but I was asked to do so by a friend sooo. . .
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