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[26 Mar 2003|10:56am]
[ mood | crushed ]
[ music | All American Rejects - Your Star ]


They're letting me go to Jersey afterall. As long as I'm not going alone, which I'm not. So I can go now. I can see Goldfinger at Skate & Surf. But for some reason they're not letting me go for the Sunday date. Maybe it's because it's a school night. Damm them.

And what's this I hear about a dance? Either way, I shan't be going. Dances aren't my type of thing.

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[18 Mar 2003|10:34am]
[ mood | crushed ]

*passes around cookies and brownies*

I'm still alive!

Anywho, the 'rents aren't letting me go to Jersey. BOOOOOOO. *thumbs down* Why? Because they can't handle their precious baby taking a road trip. Seriously. But I'm 18! I should be able to go! Damm parents. *shakes fists*

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[11 Mar 2003|08:55am]
[ mood | determined ]
[ music | Trapt // Headstrong ]

So what's been going on in the world of Holly-land lately? I havn't talked to you all in a very long time.... I miss you!!! I think the last time I actually wrote was before my birthday. Anyway.... my birthday went along fine. Mags and her fiancee came down to visit for the weekend. Then on my birthday, Mags and I both went out to get tattoos. Let me tell you.... DO NOT get one on your lower back. It hurts like a whore. I got two nautical stars done, black and red. Mags got a little heart on her hip. Presents? Well, of course I got presents. I got a new bass!! And guess what?! It's a Mark Hoppus brand... in HOT PINK!!! *dances* I didn't get a car though. But my parents DID make me a set of keys for theirs and I can use it whenever they want, just as long as they don't plan on using it when I want it. So maybe I'll be able to drive to Jersey next month for the Skate and Surf festival. I REALLY want to see Goldfinger.

How are my classes comming along? Very well actually. I'm getting an A in Calculus, which is shocking the shit out of me because I suck hardcore at math. Probably because I'm trying harder or something. Either way, I'm happy. Now my parents won't freak out when report cards come around.

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[03 Mar 2003|04:08pm]
I'm still alive. Yep, still alive.
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[20 Feb 2003|03:17pm]
[ mood | happy ]
[ music | MxPx // Chick Magnet ]

Alright. I've officially given up on shopping for presents. So you know what? Everyone's getting my special brownies. Yes, even you too, Joey. Just make sure you take the wrapper off of them before you eat. And what exactly makes them so special? Well, they're made by me! That's why they're special! *laughs* Just incase you were thinking I was making the other type of special brownies.

Mom and dad are picking Mags and her fiancee up from the airport tonight, and Thomas is staying over at the neighbours. Meaning I have the place to myself tonight. Yay. Only for a few hours though. But I'll probably be out for the snowball fight, so I won't really be home alone. And I'm just confusing myself even more. *scratches head*

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[19 Feb 2003|07:05pm]
[ mood | quixotic ]
[ music | New Found Glory // the Story So Far ]

I went shopping today for presents for Matt and Tony... and came home with nothing. Whoever said shopping for guys was impossible is right! *laughs* I guess I'll go for another round tomorrow after school. And if I don't come back with anything, well, I'll make my special brownies. No, not those special brownies! Honestly. Would I do anything as sinister as that?

Mags' flight gets in tomorrow night at 9:30. Woooo! *does a dance* I missed her!!!

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[18 Feb 2003|10:32pm]
[ mood | dorky ]
[ music | Not By Choice // Now That You Are Leaving ]

Just out of the blue...

"Remember, Ralphie, if your nose bleeds that means you're picking it too much. Or not enough." - Chief Wiggum


This has been another random outburst of insanity brought to you by the letter H, and B, and by the number 8.

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[18 Feb 2003|10:51am]
[ mood | nerdy ]
[ music | Goldfinger // More Today Than Yesterday ]

So I'm slacking off again. Bah. Blame it on all the school work I've been swamped down with.

Thanks to my "lovely" parents going out last night and forcing me to watch the boy, I had to miss out on the snowball fight last night. Needless to say that it would have been my first snowball fight. Grrr. I really wanted to go.

So my birthday's on Saturday. and Tony and Matt's is on Friday. Too many birthdays comming up left right and center! Ack! I'll never be able to catch up!

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[14 Feb 2003|11:25pm]
OOC stuff )
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[14 Feb 2003|02:42pm]
[ mood | indifferent ]
[ music | Staind // Outside ]


I'm not saying it. No. You can't make me. I refuse to glorify this bullshit holiday. Forget it. Uh uh. No way. Not in a million years. I'm celebrating my own holiday. It's actually called "Holly Day"! *laughs*

I'm not sure if I'm going to the party tonight or not. Why? Let's see.... #1: I have no one to go with. #2: I have a feeling I'm disliked. I don't know why, but I just feel that way. #3: I have nothing to wear. Pretty lame reasons, eh? Thought so. But still. I don't know. I'm not really that social.

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[13 Feb 2003|04:53pm]
[ mood | gloomy ]
[ music | Something Corporate // If You C Jordan ]

Oh my. I just bombed my World Politics test. 50%. Not good. Not good at all. *shakes head* Why the heck am I so obsessed about my marks anyway? STOP OBSESSING, DAMMIT!!! *smacks forehead*

And tomorrow's Valenitine's Day. Boooooooo. *thumbs down* My least favourite time of year. Really, what's the point of it? You can buy a teddy bear or candy for your loved ones at any time of the year. Why make a corporate holiday out of it? Damm "get-rich-quick" scam I tell you. I think I'll create my own holiday. Yes, that's what I'll do. Make up my own silly little holiday. Or maybe go into hiding until it's over.

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[11 Feb 2003|10:37am]
[ mood | sleepy ]

Well look at that.... I'm giving everyone else shit for being dead, yet I disappear for a few days. I'm such a fucking hypocrite. *shakes head*

So anyway, we had a test in Calculus the other day. You'll never guess what I got? Come on, guess! Give up? OK. I got an 80%. 80 fucking percent! Whoa! I guess I'm not that stupid when it comes to Math afterall.

Next Saturday's my birthday. My parents want me to have a party or something. But for some reason I don't. I don't know why. Knowing my parents, they'll probably throw me a party weather I like it or not. They're like that. Thank God Mags is comming up here. She'll think of a way to get out of it.

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[06 Feb 2003|10:07pm]
[ mood | meh ]
[ music | the Used // the Taste of Ink ]

Went back to school today. Turns out that I didn't miss much afterall. Which is a good thing. I'm still kinda feeling a little groggy, but I made it through the day. Yes yes. I made it. *smiles* I highly doubt anyone missed me. *laughs*

And everyone seems to be dying! NOOOOOOOOO!! *pouts*

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[05 Feb 2003|10:51pm]
[ mood | better ]
[ music | Green Day // Brat ]

all about me! )

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[05 Feb 2003|09:04pm]
[ mood | groggy ]
[ music | Foo Fighters // Alone + Easy Target ]

*staggers out of her room*
Pfft. Another sick day for me. *scowls* But my voice is starting to come back. Yay. I should probably be back in school by tomorrow, Friday at the latest. I bet you all missed me..... not. I got a lot of schoolwork to catch up on. Boooo. *thumbs down* That's prolly gonna take up my weekend. Not that I had any plans or anything.... yes, I'm a real geek. But I'm trying to get on the honor roll this year so I can look back ten years from now and say "hey, I graduated with honors!". And I want to get into a good college too. Just have do decide what the Hell I'm going to major in. *shrugs*

I talked to my parents about getting me a car for my birthday. The response? "We'll see". And when they say "we'll see", it usually means "yes". Woohoo. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAND.... I also talked them into letting me go to New Jersey for the Skate & Surf Festival in April!! *dances* For the whole 3 days... which means I better have a job by then because I need gas money if I'll be driving to Jersey back and forth for 3 days straight.

Apparently everyone seems to be dying lately. Well I simply won't stand for it. STOP DYING, DAMMIT!!!!

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[04 Feb 2003|07:58pm]
[ mood | blah ]
[ music | Trapt // Headstrong ]

Here I go again.... *sighs*

a) My name:
b) Where did we meet:
c) How long have you known me:
d) How well do you know me:
e) Do I smoke:
f) Do I use narcotics:
g) When you 1st saw me what did you think:
h) My age:
i) My hair & eye color:
j) Have you ever had a crush on me:
k) What's one of my favorite things to do:
l) One of the first things I said to you:
m) What's my favorite type of music:
n) What's my best feature:
o) Am I shy or outgoing:
p) Would you say I'm funny:
q) Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules:
r) Any special talents I have:
s) Would you consider me a friend:
t) Have you ever seen me cry:
u) A good nickname for me would be:
v) Am I in love & w/who:
w) Why dont you come and visit me:
y) Do you find me annoying & why:
z) Say anything to me here:

I'm trying to keep my sanity for the next couple of days if I'm gonna be home sick....

1 shit talker [x] say what?

[03 Feb 2003|10:20pm]
[ mood | sick ]
[ music | Stone Sour // Bother ]

Went to the doctor's earlier. It's official: laryngitis. Told me to stay at home and rest for 2-3 days. So now what am I supposed to do for 2-3 days? *whines*

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[03 Feb 2003|02:55pm]
[ mood | sick ]
[ music | No Doubt // Underneath It All ]

Today sucked. Really, really sucked. It's no fun being home sick all day with there being nothing to do. But I did watch a few movies these past couple of days. Yesterday Riding In Cars With Boys and Dude, Where's My Car? were on so I watched those in my room while Dad and Thomas watched the hockey game, and this morning I watched Shrek and Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back. So it's all good. I've got a doctor's appointment at 4:00 to see what's wrong. My best assumption is a cold with a touch of Laryngitis because I can barely even talk. Eeew.

My birthday's in 19 more days. 19 more days. And no one's even asked what I wanted. It's like they've forgotten or something. I mean, normally they're asking me two months in advance. But this year.... no way. Eh, I guess I shouldn't worry about it. They're probably gonna buy me something nice. Like a new car. Like the one I've been asking for since my 16th birthday. *laughs* Mags is comming down for my b-day this year, we're gonna go out and get a tattoo. Just like she promised. "I'll tell you what. On your 18th birthday I'll take you out to get a tattoo. And I'll pay." was exactly what she said. Even though the 'rents are strongly opposed to it. But they don't have to know. I've been browsing around the net all day to see if there were any good tattoo parlours around here and if they were, what the age limit you had to be was to get it. I know in L.A. you gotta be 18, but there are some states where you have to be 21 or something. Heh, I dunno. We shall see.

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[01 Feb 2003|11:29pm]
[ mood | sad ]
[ music | Red Hot Chilli Peppers // Can't Stop ]


It's like, dead here or something. *pouts*

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[31 Jan 2003|05:23pm]
[ mood | crappy ]
[ music | Simple Plan // Worst Day Ever ]

Horrible day today. Absolutely horrible. First off, I slept late this morning, missing Worl Politics. I'm still not used to having classes start at 7:30 in the morning. But anyway... I got to school in time for Calculus which was a good thing. But then I realized that I had forgotten my homework at home. So that's a 10% deduction for me. On the way to English someone in the hall, I have no idea who it was, made some smart-assed comment that I don't even want to get into it was so horrible. Everything else ran kinda smoothly afterwards. Until I got home from school. My parents started bitching at me for the mess that their sweet, innocent Thomas made. Riiiight. *rolls eyes* The boy's 13 years old for fuck's sake. Let him take care of it. Mom started shouting at me about "not trying" getting a job. FUCK OFF. I've been dropping off resumes left right and center for the past week. I even had an interview at Starbucks. So could someone please explain to me how I'm not trying? And to top it all off, I'm starting to get the signs of a cold. *blech* So yeah. Today's been shitty. Very very shitty. As Simple Plan would say, "I feel like I'm living the worst day over and over again".

now.... folowing the trend yet again because I have nothing better to do with my life:
Holly is ______
Holly, will you _____?
I think you're _____________ then avril lavigne
You sure are ______
_______, Holly!
I ______ you

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