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[23 Sep 2003|04:24pm] |
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*logs on the computer and starts to type*
I'm kinda bored. Kinda nothing to do at the time. *looks around and sighs* Nothing really to update about either. Hmmm...
I need a girlfriend or boyfriend.
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[14 Sep 2003|04:29pm] |
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"Another Earthquake"-my kid brother |
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I'm feelin kinda lazy today *runs my fingers through my hair and takes a deep breath* so I'm gonna do a hot list. *smirks* Short and sweet. *laughs*
My hot list of women (in no order): 1. Kelly Clarkson 2. Jessica Simpson 3. Britney Spears 4. Christina Aguilera 5. Christina Ricci 6. Pamela Anderson (she's on everyone's list, right?) 7. Sheryl Crow (guitar chicks turn me on) 8. Michelle Branch (like i said, guitar chicks turn me on)
And alot more. Just too tired to list them. *chuckles*
I'm gonna go sit my lazy ass on the couch and play my Playstation 2. Peace kiddos.
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[08 Sep 2003|06:59pm] |
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Does the Lamb Chop song count? |
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*Walks in my hotel room, slinging off my shaggy bluejean jacket and tossin' it on a nearby chair. Whistles as I turn on the TV to see CNN. Watches for a few seconds, then sits down at my desk, opening my laptop. Clicks the dial up icon and logs on to the internet, running my fingers through my hair as I log on to my journal.*
What's up ya'll? Suprisingly, not alot here. Just got through going out to eat with the family. I really miss Mom and Dad, not to mention all my sibs. We definitely have to hang out more. Same goes for me and the guys. I miss being in Backstreet, but hey, all of us are doing our own thing. Baylee's gettin so big, bro. You're doing such a wonderful job, you and Leigh. Can't wait till he starts gettin into girls. Uncle Nick's gonna have to teach him the ways of the world. *laughs*
*Looks at the calendar* Woah, Thursday is Sept. 11th. *takes a deep breath* Can't believe its been 2 years already. Still haunts me though. I think about it every day. It made me realize that life's short and you gotta live your life while you can, ya know? You gotta live in the moment and do everything in that moment. I've been livin' by that since that day. I think that's what EVERYONE should live by. *nods*
Well, I'm gonna go and see if Beej wants to do something tonight. I miss my little sis. *smirks*
*logs offline and shuts my laptop*
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[01 Sep 2003|10:40pm] |
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*Rubs my hand over my face and sits down in my swivel chair, taking a big deep breath of both exhaustion and stress, and pulls out my laptop from inside my desk and sits it on the desktop.*
Hello kiddies. The Carter has arrived. *laughs slightly*
Ya'll know that little show that Ashton Kutcher hosts on MTV calls PUNK'D? Well, I'll be on there soon. *smirks evily* Not as the punkee, as the punker. Oh yes, Nick Carter is back pranking people. I AM back in business. *fakes an evil laugh, then stops suddenly* Anyway, I punked a man that is working with me on my up and coming cd, yes, the shocking and scandalous Tommy Lee. He's my dawg though. But, man, that was hillarious. *cracks up*
Oh, you guys know the game TWISTER right? Well, me and Airboy are involved in a new version. Don't know if you have heard about it. Its some kind of music twister and our new duet is in there. The players dance to our music while they're playing the game...*thinks for a minute*...I think. *shrugs* Sounds cool, though.
Well *yawn* I'm beat. I know, I'm beat alot here lately. I think I'm gettin old. *snickers* Anyway, talk at ya later, kids.
*Clicks the "update" button and shuts down my computer, tucking back in my desk and collapsing on my bed.*
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[25 Aug 2003|11:40pm] |
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*Sits down at my desk after a day of hard work and starts to type, taking a deep sigh of exhaustion.*
Hello everybody. Hope everybody had a good weekend. Mine was decent. *smiles sleepishly* Seen my crazy brother Saturday. Did I mention I miss that kid? *chuckles* Drives me insane, but ya gotta love him. *smirks* We went driving around after the concert and hung out, like the old days. *tilts my head, yawning* God, I miss those days. *nods slowly*
Well, if ya haven't heard the latest gossip lately, I'm supposingly with an older woman now. It seems I'm joining the trend. *chuckles* Nah, its cool if everybody wants to date older people. Whatever floats their boat is cool. I'm not dating anybody....yet. *clears throat and smirks again*
Well, *yawns again slowly, rubbing the back of my neck* I'm off to bed now. *looks at the bed* Mmmm..sleep...good.
*clicks the update button and flops on the bed, still in my clothes, and closes my eyes.*
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[18 Aug 2003|10:00pm] |
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"Lights"-Journey |
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*Walks in the hotel room, taking off my baseball cap and tossing it aside, approaching my desk and sitting down. Pulls out my laptop from the desk drawer and sits it on my desk, dialing up and starting to type.*
Hello kiddies. Hope everyone is well and doing good in their perspective lives. I'm doing alright for a blonde headed New York boy. *chuckles* Been pretty busy lately with filming "Brew" and everything. Doing a concert this weekend with Aaron. *nods, biting my bottom lip* I miss my little bro. Don't get to see him that often anymore. *tilts my head and sighs* That kid is definitely going places. Mom says he acts like me. *snickers* I think he does, too.
Then again, is that a good thing? *stops typing and thinks for a moment* Yeah, it is. *chuckles softly*
Well, with that said, I'm off to take a shower. Its been a long and tiresome day.
Later kiddos
Peace out +Nick+
*Logs off my journal, shuts the laptop, and sheds my clothes, going to the shower and closes the door.*
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[15 Aug 2003|06:22am] |
Nick Carter at your service. Discography, Biography and what-not available at request. Who am I kiddin', I'm just too lazy for an intro post. Anyway y'all know me I'm sure, so let's leave it at that. Love me, get to know me. Reach me at: Faux Frack
Peace out, kiddos.
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