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[23 Jul 2003|12:41am] |
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Well let's see, lots and lots have been happening since the last time I posted in here. I recently reformatted my hard drive which has been a bit frustrating since upgrading to XP. Life continues to suck as it usually does, but I'm having a good portion of days where it's almost bearable.
Been having some problems with one of my friends due to the fact she has a new boyfriend. That wouldn't be so bad except the fact that she's nothing like herself now that she's with him. The only thing I can hope for is that when they're no longer together she'll remember she has great friends.
It's 12:44 am which means it's my birthday. I'm now 22 years old, one year shy of my golden birthday. These last few birthdays have sucked as much as a great big sucking thing. It started when my boyfriend of over 2 years decided that my bday party was the best place to break it off and the years since then having been so wonderful. Throw in the fact that pretty much everyone I know it seems like has my birthday as well. I find it all a bit weird. This year I'll be working during the day, but my plans actually seem promising. I'm making sure to go to a restaurant that doesn't sing and 'cause ridiculous attention.
Been working on a new layout for my personal site most of the evening, I absolutely love it. It features Christina Aguilera and the coloring is amazing. Maybe at some point I'll link it here.
That's that, I better be off to bed. Night all!
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[26 Jun 2003|10:36pm] |
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What does this say about me when the only time I come over here is when I just don't want to post in LJ? It's not that I don't like it there, I love it to pieces, but there's just times that I feel people don't want to hear what I have to say.
Maybe that's just life. I had my wisdom teeth removed last Friday so I've been dealing with that all week. I had to go back to work when I wasn't ready so it's been screwing with my body. But what bothers me to death is when people ask *how* you are. Not so much that, but how they act when you actually respond.
I'm not the type of person who will just say "I'm fine." and leave it at that. If you ask, you better expect an honest response. I'll tell you that I'm sore, the pain meds are making me nauseated, and that I feel like crying sometimes from the pain. But no one wants to hear that, even those family members who's sole purpose for calling is to check up on you.
Whatever though. I'm not going to worry so much about it.
New icon, made by a good friend over on LJ. She's definitely got mad skills (yes, I just said that) and I've finally discovered Tori Amos recently so the text is perfect. Even did some wallpaper the other day when I was down in the dumps with lyrics from "Hey Jupiter" that can be found here if you're curious. That right there is one of very few plugs I'll give to a site I run. I don't really like to connect this journal with everything else, but I love making graphics, so yes.
I'm way tired, but I still have a couple site related things to work on before I go to bed. Hopefully the pain meds won't knock me out before I can finish the task.
Till next time...
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[07 May 2003|12:22am] |
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Figures, the one time I need to post on LJ - doesn't want to work for me.
*kicks it*
Finally getting my personal site back up and running. All this migrating of everything is just exhausting, and adding new sites is just insane to do in the middle of it. But that's just me - absolutely crazy.
Never realized how many different wallpapers I have created of Christina Aguilera. She's photogenic, so I guess it can't be helped.
In other news, felt like shit all day today, and most of last night. Not so helpful, didn't make it to lunch with my mother, to work, or even to school this evening. Instead stayed and worked on the site stuff as well as watched one of the final episodes of BtVS.
I wish I could just say I love the show. There's parts of it I absolutely adore, but then there's others where I want to scream at the tv and ask what the writers are on. Does anyone out there actually *like* Kennedy??? I've also never seen such an underused character as Dawn this season. I guess they figured she had all her time in season five, so she just sits around now. Poor girl - I'd watch a spinoff of her in a heartbeat. Bring back Tara and I'd be in heaven.
Bleh, guess I better try sleeping - though I slept until 2 pm today due to being sick. I have a feeling I'll just sit there for a long while. Maybe I'll grab my headphones.
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[07 Apr 2003|09:23pm] |
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Every once and a while it'll dawn on me that yes - I still exist over here. Sometimes it's a link to blurty from another journal I keep up with, or sometimes I just miss the icons I use. Whatever the case, it's a little space of privacy - and it's all mine.
I like the fact that I can be over here and not wonder what people think. I don't have to feel guilty if I'm feeling bad, I can just be "me".
Little ol' me sitting over in the corner because I feel like it. I can dance in fairy dust with those who appreciate that sort of thing. I can wear a tiara without anyone making fun of it, and I can be whatever age I feel like that day.
Today - I feel about 7 years old.
I want my momma to come and tuck me into bed, or make me dinner, or sing me a song like she used to. Before everything changed, before our family got bigger, before I grew up. Growing up sucks sometimes. I put on this mask of strength and show everyone that I can be big, be confident, be better than everyone else at the moment. But really, I'm still probably more insecure than the next person.
I'm off to go and make some food. I'm sick, but there's no momma around to feed me.
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[04 Feb 2003|12:18am] |
Truthfully? Still debating how I want to use this journal. But you know, it's nice to have a space that only one of my friends knows about.
But yes, it's been a hard day. I really wish I could make it all go away, but I'm all about making things difficult for myself. New default icon though, so it makes it all worth while. *g*
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[22 Nov 2002|03:22am] |
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Well, what to say? I never do these first entries very well. I thought I'd try out a new journaling service and see how I like it. Plus, a dear friend of mine is using this place and I refuse to reply as an anonymous poster.
Who knows, maybe I'll end up using this journal in the future. I'll sleep on it and figure it out later.
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