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today: i look like hell. i feel like hell. everybody who went in the water yesterday is sick, because they took us to a wtaer park in the middle of fucking winter. and they had NO hairdryers or anything, besides that is was WAY TOO over-chlorinated.
im trying to get my grades up. this weekend, i'll make everything up. even though i feel like shit, i'll have to get up and do my work.
i feel like such a teenager now... lately. i have so many of these little "crushes" thats its annoying. i want a solid fucking relationship, and i cant get one. truthfully, above anyone else, i think i migth want to be with anthony. i want to know him more... learn more about him. he doesnt.. understand me, though. so i doubt it would work out.
i read the blink 182 song in bre's journal. i fucking love thier new stuff. that song makes me want to cry.
i wish i was better to you guys. im sorry. |
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| 08:05am 12/03/2004 |
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So, im really sick, and still my dad made me go to school. I almost broke my promise yesterday, guys. I almost cut. 10 days! (Woo-hoo!) Anthony talked me out of it.
He says he doesn’t know where our friendship is going. That hed fuck me, but it would be for the wrong reasons. Which basically is because he thinks im attractive. He says he cant figure me out. I mean, I don’t think im THAT fucking deep and complicated, to not even get the gist of me. Eh.. I dunno. I want to hang out with him this weekend or something, because he came over yesterday, but I wasn’t home yet.
splash lagoon was fun. I went on some water slides, hung out in the hot tub, stuff like that. I liked riding back the best, though, because I sat with gina, and she had her back up against the window, and I was laying on her chest, and she was holding me, and I was holding her. I came home, and I smelled like her perfume (partially because of me laying on her and partially because she sprayed it on me in the morning after we smoked.
bre was there. She didn’t swim, so I couldn’t hang out with her there. I wanted to sit with her on the bus, but I didn’t ask her because I thought she’d say no.
oh man, that Kevin kid is crazy. He comes downtown like everyday after school. And yeah, I’d like to get to know him better. |
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| 08:34am 09/03/2004 |
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Friday - Me and giba schmoked after school! haha! I’m high as a kite.. and I just might.. stop to check you out”. Fuck. She so fucking hot and, this fucking awesome kid tom was there too. He took us to the wendy’s and rolled our blunt. Then we went down to the river to do it! Almost the same fucking spot as where pete took me.
Monday - Ok, so I stayed home today, and decided to watch “kissing Jessica stein”, and now I want some lesbian action. I want it so bad. I want to be touched by girls. I want to touch girls. I want.. I want a girlfriend. Sometimes I think im straight, other times I think im completely gay. Right now, I feel so gay. I need a girlfriend. |
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| *kisses* to all my lovely friends. |
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| 10:39am 05/03/2004 |
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im definatly getting sick. i woke up with morning with bloodshot eyes, a stuffy nose, a headache, AND my cuts are healing, so they are all itchy. i gave in my Splash Lagoon money (www.splashlagoon.com)... for the field trip. yeah, us 10th graders still go on fieldtrips. so, once i'm done being terrified of the water slides (i almost drowned when i was a kid, like every other kid trying to learn to swim), because i never actually learned to fully swim. i mean, i can swim a little, enough to keep myself alive, but i get tired really easily, and i get scared in deep water. this morning, as i was scrambling to get my clothes on i accidently kicked my cat in the head with my combat boots. This weekend, i think we are going on some kind of "family vacation" to either Washington DC or NYC. Now, i have to go and do my schoolwork, before i fail. |
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| 08:16am 05/03/2004 |
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Derek loves Emily because she is fantabulous and is going to stop cutting. Emily loves Derek for his huge package and fantabulous hair, and because his penis streaches across the galaxy.
Emily is coming to Tekkoshocon and is going to play naked twister with Ruby while Derek records and sells it on eBay. Derek is going to be a rich mofo.
This was soooo not written by Derek. I swear. |
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| 08:13am 05/03/2004 |
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mood:  pissed off music: "gett off" - prince
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Im shaking, im so fucking mad right now. He is such a fucking liar. And I have the whole fucking thing SAVED on conversation… and im going to post it, right fucking here. ( Read more... ) well.. hmm… you can’t deny that its real, because I wouldn’t spend my fucking free time writing all that shit up. Its all there, the fucking time, the date, every-fucking-thing. What now you fucking lying bastard?!?!? If anyone ever wants to go out with Cassidy Flaherity…. DON’T. See, after that conversation, he calls me up and goes. “We don’t fucking go out, you know that right. I never said all that shit.” Oh, and I have like 5 fucking witnesses when he asked me out loud. He such a fucking bitch, and I’m not going to let him fucking lie to vince like that.
anyway, tilt gave me back my blood vial, and he doesn’t bleed! So now Amanda has it. Fuck. Im going to splash lagoon. With Gina. Im gonna be all fucking over her.
FUCK YOU. Oh, and if you guys want to i.m. him and fucking yell at him for hurting your Emily.. then be my guest.
<3 em
RUBY AND DEREK: I am so fucking sorry for all of this shit that I have caused for you guys. I fucking care about you both so much. And I don’t want to see either of you mad at me, or hurting at all, especially for something I did. Please forgive me you guys?????? |
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| 02:14pm 04/03/2004 |
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vince sent me this email about how bad this school is with biggot-ness. i fucking hate people, sometimes. |
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| i'd eat you alive. |
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| 11:47am 04/03/2004 |
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i dont know if i want to come in to school tomorrow. i have so much work due that i didnt even start, because of well.... this whole week. god... today has been so good so far. i dont want to write about it, though. |
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| 11:38am 04/03/2004 |
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mood:  happy
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good mood today. its all like... back to normal. hes the only fucking person who touches me right. |
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| 11:27am 04/03/2004 |
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I wish I still went out with Trevor. Every night I think about calling him. This is all true. I sometimes think about fucking him, and it makes my mound all wet and soggy. I make him sit by me all the time and for the most part he doesn't fucking want to because I do nothing but pseudo-flirt with him. I wish I could just be like "Shit, Trevor, I wanna go out with you" but he has a girlfriend now who is really into him and even other than her there are like 40 girls and so I act like I'm not totally into him but all this talk about him has made my fucking patch wet like a whale.
I'm a very naughty, naughty girl. Who is named Emily Frank But not Trevor Even though I still have a massive crush on him (and his peepee) |
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| teenage +drama = this entry |
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| 08:16am 04/03/2004 |
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so, yeah. i was innocently sitting there today (in my short skirt and fishnets)... attempting to look attractive, and HE comes over, and starts sitting on my lap, and biting my neck, and pressing up on me. and i really didnt know how to react. i mean, he knows i have feelings for him, and he knows i want that kind of attention. but then, we arent "together". and i cant understand why, except for the fact that he possibly doesnt like me like that. which he says he does.
the rents are gonna flip out when they realize what i wore to school today, especially after they specifically told me NOT to.
show.me.how.to.live. |
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