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[31 Aug 2003|03:58pm] |
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Thank you everyone for the birthday wishes! *g* And especially thank you to Julian for the gift! We'll have to make good use of that
And a happy late birthday to Julian! When you're back in California we should get together with more scary movies. That can be my gift to you because I haven't gotten the chance to go and get you a proper present. :( I'm sorry! I promise I'll make it up to you with lots of scary movie fun and alcohol
I've been so busy. :( With filming the show and I appeared on the Brian Esseny show. That's so much fun. *g* It's a whole new experiance. But anyway.
I'll try to be better for Julian's sake and to keep band members from raping him. O.O
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[14 Aug 2003|04:48am] |
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:O It's my birthday! I'm 20 which is close to 21 so drinking beer with Julian wasn't *that* illegal!
It was fun though. *g* Julian's a really great guy. Damn me and my hit show for taking up so much of my time. Or else I would be online more and updating more and spending more time with Julian. -pout-
Oh well. I love working so that's okay. I'm already plotting on how to drag my co-stars here. Most of them involve violence and whining though.
I need to be more creative. -more pouting-
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[03 Aug 2003|12:03am] |
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Dying = bad. Only I'm allowed to do it. Because I'm bad you see. -grin-
I'm going to eat pizza and drink beer and watch movies with Julian. -nod- so I'll update about that when it happens, how about that? I know, right?! Great idea!!!
Nothing like cutting it to the last minute!! -has eaten some cake today, fyi-
-lurk-
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[21 Jul 2003|08:14pm] |
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My computer is soooo slooow. -cries- Tony gave me this band to d/l and now I'm doing it and I'm gonna be like 40 years old by the time it's done.
I need DSL or something. I should be able to afford it, but you never know. I'll probably end up on the E True Hollywood Story. They'll say how I blew all my money on computery gadgets. -sob-
We're going to start filming again soon. I should probably look at scripts. And I probably won't be on much when I *do* start filming again so you should take advantage of me being online, people! -firm nod-
Hi Julian. *g*
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[18 Jul 2003|09:47pm] |
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Hi! I'm alive! Really! I swear! Not dead! All with the not dying! But I have a new AIM name. Hee. It's mila oh my So IM me! I'm eating ice cream so I'm more hyper then usual! -grin-
( OOC )
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[05 Jul 2003|06:03pm] |
I'm so bored. Yes. That's the most substantial thing I have to say.
I'm so fucking bored I could just scream. And I'm horny all alone. WTF. I shouldn't be. Where are my guys. Ashton, Danny & Wilmer suck for not being around.
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[25 Jun 2003|03:46pm] |
Oh my gosh, my IM is working.
-dances-
IM me please -begs-
Mila Like Whoa
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[23 Jun 2003|11:52pm] |
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My AIM is STILL not working -cries like whoa-
I'm very much not in a good mood. I can't meet people if I can't talk to people. I want to be social! Ok, I'm whining, I'm sorry. You would be too. All this talk about a party, that hey maybe I could have gone to If I had known about it. And been able to get online. -sighs-
Ignore me. Ok, don't actually ignore me, cause that would suck to be ignored. Who wants to be ignored anyway?
And I'm all alone. Kiki doesn't seem to be around, and none of my "70's show" castmates are around. -sighs heavily-
I don't bite.
And for the record when it works my IM is Mila Like Whoa
-goes off to cry all alone-
-M
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[22 Jun 2003|12:55am] |
Fucking AOL, won't let me get online. How the fuck am I suppose to talk to people if I can't get online?
Let's ponder this question in a momment of quite reflection. Or not. Fuck. Oh sorry, I'm not suppose to curse loudly. It's immature *rolls eyes*
Another reason why life sucks. You're 19 and stuck at home with your parents. Yes Mila this is your life. Sure, living the dream is great, but under the roof of the poster children for overbearing parenthood, yeah great.
Ok. So I know complaining is just blowing smoke, not really going to get you anywhere, at least this better be the case, cause if complaining gets you somewhere I should be long gone by now.
I fucking miss the set. Who doesn't right? Well I'm sure some people don't. But screw that, I fucking do. I'm just waiting to get my ass Punk'd by Ashton, mother fucker. *laughs* I mean that in all good ways of course. Lord knows I love Ashton to death.
Back to my original point, assuming there was one in there somewhere. I'm 19 years old and I get treated like a fucking child. Sure, when I act like a child I have no room to complain, but generally I'm the upstanding individual. Hell I taught myself English! Man, I just want out of this house. Of course, being able to do this, not so easy.
Someone please just fucking save me. I'll be your friend. *laughs* like most of you need more friends.
Fucking hell now I'm getting yelled at. Aren't we suppose to be superstar's or something? How many fucking celebrities get yelled at by their parents? By the way that was rhetorical. *smile*
-Melina aka - Mila
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[20 Jun 2003|06:34pm] |
Life sucks. No really, I'm serious.
Do you know how much fun I had playing a pyscho-path? It was so amazing.
Yeah, the movie didn't do to well, but then again American Pyscho 1 sucked ass, so I can't imagine too many people wanted to give the sequel a chance of two shits.
But hey I had fun, I got to kill people, always the best for Mila.
Now I'm doing a whole lot of nothing, set's down, school's over ... College is daunting. Gee, Wow I think I want a cookie.
I'm done
*Milena
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