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Hmmm... [09 Nov 2005|12:30pm]
[ mood | blah ]
[ music | the tv in Peaberry's... ]

Your Mood Ring is Light Blue

Emotions mixed

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[24 Oct 2005|06:53pm]
The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to obedience and warmth.

In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is low. Even if you're tempted, you'd try hard not to do it.

You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.

In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.
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this is neato [28 Aug 2005|08:02pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]
[ music | crappy radio... ]

Your Mood Ring is Red

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Haha, I'm Uranus...pfft [21 Jul 2005|10:56pm]
[ mood | jubilant ]
[ music | My mom is listening to the Carpenters... ]

You Are From Uranus

You shine with brilliant creativity, and you're more than a little eccentric.
You love everything unusual and shocking. You're one far-out chick or dude.
Anything unconventional excites you - and you have genius potential.
Just don't let your rebel side get the best of you, or else you'll alienate everyone.
Your original thinking and funky attitude is all you need to be you.

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Oh yea, lyrics. [09 Jul 2005|05:42am]
I can't imagine all the people that you know
And the places that you go
When the lights are turned down low
And I don't understand all the things you've seen
But I'm slipping in between
You and your big dreams
It's always you
In my big dreams
And you tell me, that it's over
That I can't stand here in a patch of four leaf-clovers
And you're restless
And I'm naked
You gotta get out, you can't stand to see me shakin
Could you let me go?
And you don't wanna be here in the future
So you say the present's just a pleasant interruption to the past
And you don't wanna look much closer
Cuz you're afraid to find out all this hope you had sent into the sky
By now had.. crashed
And it did, because of me
And then you bring me home
Afraid to find out that you're alone, no
And I'm sleeping in your living room
We don't have much room
To live.
And I had dreams
That I would learn to play guitar
Maybe cross the country
Become a rock star
And there was hope in me that I could take you there
Damnit you're so young
But I don't think I care
And if I hurt you
Then I'm sorry
It's just this guilt has got the best of me
And then you'd bring me home
Cuz we both know what it's like to be alone, no
And I'm dreaming in your living room
And we don't have much room
To live.
And Konstantine is coming down the stairs
Doesn't she look good
Standing in her underwear?
And I been thinking
What I been thinking, no
That she's been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere.
And Konstantine came walking down the stairs
And all that I could do was touch her long, blonde hair
And I was thinkin
What I was thinkin, you know
That we've been drinkin and it doesn't get me anywhere
This is because I can spell confusion with a K
It's hard to like it
It's to dying in another's arms
And why I had to try it
It's to Jimmy Eat World
And those nights in my car
But this time I'm alone
And I don't see those stars
I'm not your star
Isn't that what you said
What you thought this song meant?
You thought this song meant..
And if this is what it takes
To lye in my mistakes
And live with what I did to you
All the things I put you through
I always catch the clock, it's 11:11
And now you wanna talk
It's not hard to dream,
You'll always be my Konstantine
They'll never hurt you like I do
No, they'll never hurt you like I do
No no no no no no no no no
This is to a girl who got into my head
With all these pretty things she did
Hey, baby you know, that you keep me up in bed
It's to a girl who got into my head
With all these fucked up things I did
Hey, maybe, baby you could keep me up in my bed
My Konstantine
Spinnin around me like a dream
We played out on this movie screen
And I said, did you know I missed you
Did you know I've missed you
Did you know I missed you
Did you know I missed you
Did you know I miss you
Did you know I miss you
Did you know I miss you
God I miss you.
And then you'd bring me home
And we'll go to sleep, this time not alone, no no
And you'll kiss me in your living room
And you see, no that I've been missing in my living room
Cause it's all you
Yeah this is what I miss, what I miss
We don't have much room
I said does anybody really need that room?
Cause we all need a little bit of room
To live
My Konstantine
~Something Corporate
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Still awake [09 Jul 2005|05:21am]
[ mood | energetic ]
[ music | Avril Lavigne...that's right, fucking Avril! ]

I don't know why, but for some reason I want to run around and scream and dance. I'm so happy. I have no clue why, I'm just happy. I just see so much beauty everywhere. I don't know what caused this good mood, but it's wonderful. I had way too much caffiene. I have so many things going through my head right now. So many thoughts. I really don't like sleeping sometimes. Eating isn't fun, either. Lately it makes me sick. And when I think of food, I want to throw up. No reason for it. I do eat, though. You don't have to worry about that, lol. Oh, and I really like how I look. I'm not perfect, or pretty, but I like me. And I'm sorking on the parts I don't like that I can change. I just wish I could see more results. Oh well. It'll pay off eventually. Wheee, coffee. My new favorite show is Invader Zim. Not that it's new, I just watch it every day that I'm home at one in the a.m.. I'm so silly. And I like squirrels. Can't wait for camping!! Oh, the sun's coming up!!!! It looks beautiful outside. I wish I could go for a walk. I'd walk for hours. I really like just walking. Maybe I'll go lay on my picnic table for awhile later. Hmm, that sounds like a good idea. I feel like putting some song lyrics in here. What shall it be today? My glasses are almost like those drunk goggles from health class. It must be really silly to watch me walk. When I came home, I was in such a good mood. My mom thought I was high. Haha, that's funny. Definitely not. I was definitely just extra caffienated. I like watching it get lighter and lighter outside. I love dawn. I love staying up until dawn. It will really make me happy if you comment on this for me. Just do it. I don't know why, I just want comments. Yea, I'm a dork. You know you love me. Well, I guess that's it for now. This was a pointless entry, but aren't they all? Oh, and I'm addicted to grouphugs again...yea. Well, I love you all!

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Yea, my blurty's practically dead... [06 Jul 2005|02:36am]
[ mood | awake ]
[ music | What is and What Should Never Be-Led Zepplin ]

You Belong in 1969


If you scored...

1950 - 1959: You're fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in!

1960 - 1969: You are a free spirit with a huge heart. Love, peace, and happiness rule - oh, and drugs too.

1970 - 1979: Bold and brash, you take life by the horns. Whether you're partying or protesting, you give it your all!

1980 - 1989: Wild, over the top, and just a little bit cheesy. You're colorful at night - and successful during the day.

1990 - 1999: With you anything goes! You're grunge one day, ghetto fabulous the next. It's all good!

How perfect of a year is that for me?
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The park is a lovely place [05 Jun 2005|08:55pm]
[ mood | productive ]
[ music | Good Charlotte- Seasons ]

Freedom is wonderful. I'm going to save most of my graduation money for concerts/clothing/college stuff. Summertime! Wonderful! I love life, even if it isn't perfect. I think I'm just happy to be here. Maybe that's just the graduation talking. I want a nice storm with a lot of lightning. I'd sit in my bed looking out the window at the sky. Even if my house is in the middle of the ghetto and you can see Glenwood from my house, I have such a nice view out my window. I can see the park and my neighbor's house is cute. My direct next door neighbor's yard is full of plants and greenery, so it's a nice view, also. I love to stare out my window at night when the little candle looking lamps are lit up in Mrs. Ramey's house and the clouds are passing over the moon. It's nice, especially when there aren't many cars. I can block those out, though. I went to Church today, St. Dom's. That is such a pretty place, it's the nicest Church around, even if the Mass doesn't have much music. I went to the Blackwater concert last night. I love classic rock, and they were great. The harmonies were beautiful. I was impressed, I knew they were really good, but damn...Maybe it's just because I haven't seen them in awhile. The guitarist is beautiful, even if he's hobo-ish looking. He should wear torn tweed jackets and jeans, just to complete the look. Or just shave...whichever route he'd like. I had Chinese food yesterday after graduation. It was delicious, absolutely delicious. Mmm, I had a caramel frappucino today. I forgot how good they were, lately when I've been going there, I've been trying new things, like the chai tea lattes. I wish I had some chocolate covered espresso beans. Wow, this is a long and rambly entry. And to think I just was going to update to post lyrics. I haven't stopped typing this whole time. I don't think...I forget. I hate when I accidentally start hitting random keys and things start happening I didn't want. Like yahoo starting up for no reason. Gah. Anyway...I lost my train of thought. Not that it was a very focused one. I was on a roll though...Ok, I can start writing again. My wanting to be in a band has become a need. I need to make music. I need to sing. I need to entertain. I need to use what I think is actually not sucky about myself to make other people happy. An I just like singing and jumping around. I've discovered a love of exercise. It keeps me occupied and sane. And I feel good after. It's wonderful. At first I was jsut doing it because I felt like I should, but after awhile, I grew fond of exercising. I don't feel as good on days that I can't exercise. Crazy. Ha, I have so much more time now. And I need a job. I want to work. I want to write, now, too. Dammit, why couldn't I have been like this the last quarter of school? Oh well, can't change it now. I'll just try to keep this mindset for college next year. I'm going to be a college student. Wow. I'll hang out in coffee shops, reading poetry books, because I can. I'll do all my homework, I'll actually study. I will. Actually, I'm going to try to make this a productive summer. Mayeb go to the library every once in awhile. Try to learn something. I say all this stuff, I jsut hope I can actually stick to it. There is something different about me. I don't know what it is, but I like it. I can deal with things. I'm not going to be a spaz anymore. No more spastic-ness. Shup, it's a word in my dictionary. Music makes me happy. I love when I have my playlist on random and a song absolutely *perfect* for my mood comes on. It doesn't happen too often, but when it does, it makes me want to jump around and sing and talk and converse and write and be productive. I'm going to clean my room. No, really. I am. My room is a fricking disgusting hole. No more! I'm going to wax my floor and everything. Maybe I'll organize. And do laundry. And hang stuff up! What a concept. I think there is a half inch of dust on my mirror. Why am I saying all this? I'm sure no one reading this cares. It just feels better to write stuff down. Well, type it out. I'm going to stop talking about myself as much. I hate being self absorbed all the time. Other people are more interesting than my stories. Ha, I wonder if anyone will read this? Probably not, but I don't mind. I feel so great right now, I don't care if other people read about random thoughts. It's not important. What is important right now is cleaning my room. So I'm going to do that. I love you all!

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Myspace [02 Jun 2005|01:50am]
[ mood | relieved ]
[ music | 311-Champagne ]

Graduation! Fricking graduation! Finally!!

P.S.- I love you all!

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I need to do homework, so I'll just post a quiz [23 May 2005|06:48pm]
[ mood | rushed ]
[ music | The Beatles-Help! ]

Advanced Global Personality Test Results
Extraversion |||||||||||||||| 66%
Stability |||||||||||||| 53%
Orderliness |||||| 23%
Empathy |||||||||||||||||||| 83%
Interdependence |||||||||||||||| 63%
Intellectual |||||||||||||||| 70%
Mystical |||||||||||||||||||| 83%
Artistic |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Religious |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Hedonism |||||||||| 36%
Materialism || 10%
Narcissism |||||||||||| 43%
Adventurousness |||||||||||||||| 70%
Work ethic |||||||||||| 50%
Self absorbed |||||||||||| 50%
Conflict seeking |||||| 23%
Need to dominate |||||||||| 36%
Romantic |||||||||||||||| 63%
Avoidant |||||||||| 36%
Anti-authority |||||||||||||||| 70%
Wealth |||||| 23%
Dependency |||||||||||||| 56%
Change averse |||||||||| 36%
Cautiousness |||||||||||||||| 63%
Individuality |||||||||||||||||||| 83%
Sexuality |||||| 23%
Peter pan complex |||||||||||||||||||| 83%
Physical security |||||||||||| 50%
Food indulgent |||||||||||||||| 70%
Histrionic |||||||||||| 50%
Paranoia |||||||||||| 50%
Vanity |||||||||| 36%
Hypersensitivity |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Female cliche |||||||||||| 50%
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Take that, brain! [22 May 2005|11:19pm]
[ mood | awake ]
[ music | Within You Without You-The Beatles ]

I love being alive. I'm not sure if everything is music or if I translate everything into music. I think I found my balance. Change is manageable. Adaptation isn't a problem anymore. Since I haven't done one of those "survey" things in awhile, now seems like a heck of a time. P.S.-I did a buttload of homework and I am going to catch up. And you know why? Just because I want's as simple as that.

*Personal Traits*
Name? Crystal
Birthday? 8/21
Natural Hair Color? brown
Eye Color? hazel-ish
*At the Moment*
Current Music? System of a Down
Self-esteem? surprisingly high
Shoes? blue flip flops
Number of conversations being held? none
Hair Color? black
*Most Recent...*
Movie? The Breakfast Club
CD Purchased? hmm...Bob Dylan maybe?
Book? just re-read Girl, Interrupted to find a quote
Phrase or lyric heard? mother superior jumped the gun...
Person you talked to on the phone? probably Jen or Dave
Person you saw? my mom
Meal? pizza with mushrooms
Word Uttered? goodnight
Amount of sleep slept? awkwardly worded, but...nine hours. I finally got a decent amount of sleep
Color? lavendar
Flower? "It's the poppies, that's what's doin' it..."
Food? peanut butter cinnamon sandwich
Class? English
Boy Name? Micah
Girl Name? Miranda
Number? four
Shape? circle
Rock or Rap? rock, usually
Pop or Indie? indie, usually
Security or Variety? that's tough...variety
Liberal or Conservative? Moderate?
Animal? my mom saw two badgers yesterday
Drink? water
Type of exercise? swimming
Obscene Phrase? douche bag or cock sucker
Quote? "The world flows on within you and without you..." The Beatles
Fifty Cent or Snoop Dogg? Snoop
No Doubt or Gwen Stefani? No Doubt, definitely
Up or Down? up
Threat? Don't make me go Dashboard on your ass!
Stripes or Plaid? hmm...depends...usually plaid
Movie or Book? book
Album? Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
Tea or Coffee? tea
Sex, Power, or Money? ...I don't know
*astericks* or...elipses? Ha, umm...they're *both* fun
Spontaneous or Scheduled? spontaneous
*A Week Without*
Drinking or Eating? eating
Washing your hair or brushing your teeth? ick...washing my hair, I guess...ewwie
TV or your stereo? TV
Phone or Computer? phone
Seeing or Hearing? wow...umm, seeing
Feeling or Tasting? uhh...I guess tasting
People or Privacy? people...even though that would be really tough
Sleep or Activity? sleep
Meat or Bread? meat
My love... is like woah.
And in this moment... it feels so right.
Is there... anybody out there?
Everybody... to the limit.
In the end... we will all be together, my friend.
I can't... feel my legs.
Someone told me... about a girl out there with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
I try... to be not like that, but some people really suck.
Don't... think think think I forgot you you you...
Why can't... we be friends?
Look at the... stars, look how they shine for you...
In spite of... years of silence.
I think... I might be sinking.
I wish... I was in Tijuana.
I like... the way my hand looked on your hand.
I've been... waiting so long.
I'm not... trying to cause a big sensation.
I'm going to...fight them off, a seven nation army couldn't hold me back.
I feel... pretty, oh so pretty.
You are... so beautiful to me.
Happiness... is not a fish you can catch.
So... you think you can tell Heaven from Hell?
Please... don't say I love you.
I never... worried, now that is a lie.
Take me... all away.
This is... it.

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(Insert random song lyric here.) [17 May 2005|12:54am]
[ mood | relaxed ]
[ music | Phish-Fee ]

I like things that glow in the dark. I don't know what else to say. I just thought I'd update. Only ten days left. Thank God. Goodnight.

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Ha, you knew I wouldn't last long without posting a quiz... [03 May 2005|06:24pm]
[ mood | confused ]
[ music | House of Pain-Jump Around, Macy's Playgorund ]

Your Taste in Music:

80's Alternative: Highest Influence
90's Alternative: Highest Influence
90's Pop: Highest Influence
90's R&B: Highest Influence
90's Rock: Highest Influence
Alternative Rock: Highest Influence
Classic Rock: Highest Influence
Ska: Highest Influence
90's Hip Hop: High Influence
Adult Alternative: High Influence
Gangsta Rap: High Influence
Old School Hip Hop: High Influence
Punk: High Influence
R&B: High Influence
80's Rock: Medium Influence
Dance: Medium Influence
Heavy Metal: Medium Influence
Progressive Rock: Medium Influence
80's Pop: Low Influence
80's R&B: Low Influence
Hip Hop: Low Influence

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English language makes me happy [02 May 2005|06:27pm]
[ mood | indescribable ]
[ music | Everything You Ever Wanted to Know about Straightedge-H.A. ]

spiffy~ daft~ creepy~ icky~ zoom~ butt~ usurp~ spiral~ calamity~ paranoid~ pineapple~ aroused~ tirade~ elephant~ radical~ neon~ lily~ empathy~ serene~ utopia~ beam~ redeem~ ontamonapeia (and all examples of)~ cocoon~ lilac~ evermore~ melodious~ amazing~ cuddle~ engulf~ viola~ fresh~ booty~ stellar~ defy~ goodlier~ outrageous~ chaotic~ panda~ cappuchino~ exclamation~ humble~ unabridged~ incoherent~ cohorts~ paraphrase~ sever~ schism~ nova~ passionate~ vibrate~ girlie~ turpentine~ entropy~ eon~ serendipity~ reality~ zone~ emo~ orgasm~ plunder~ henceforth~ consummately~ counterpoint~ likewise~ transcendent~ random~ cello~ harmonious~ interrogative~ caress~ manly~ mellophone~ genie~ abroad~ surruptitiously~ clandestine~ elaborate~ unconditional~ splendid~ hopping~ fundamentally~ stimulation~ mastication~ coy~ outlandish~ liberation~ spectacular~ tacky~ launched~ catapult~ unfortunately~ stucky~ affection~ expression~ intensity~ onset~ telekenisis~ crispy~ expenditure~ generation~ soulful~ fractal~ physician~ submarine~ plethora~ dissipate~ femininity~ hitherto~ alloted~ emu~ vertigris~ chlorofluorocarbons~ hallucinogens~ crochet~ cryogenic~ lemur~ bitchin'~ synopsis~ masturbation~ effeminate~ conjugation~ tilda~ velcro~ careen~ cacophony~ foot~ epiphony~ sandwich~ exceedingly~ caldera~ cul-de-sac~ loquacious~ lozenge~ flubber~ lubricant~ flowing~ lustrous~ xylophone~ scabbard~ scampi~ excrement~ sociopath~ sorrowful~ hermit~ narcissus~ sassafrass~ narcolepsy~ ecstasy~ thence~ mica~ transvestite~ pantaloom~ hippopotamas~ abundancy~ cackle~ deprecation~ luscious~ awkward~ floppy~ penguin~ migration~ californication~ gaeity~ prudence~ platypus~ existentialism~ cranky~ ominous~ garment

There will be more to come. I know I'm missing words. Even though it would be impossible to list all words I
liked. Or hated. Or felt indifferent towards.

If you actually read all of this...good for you.

I love you all!


Note: H.A. in the Current Music section stands for Head Automatica. The exceedingly long name engulfed the space alotted.

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I can breathe again [01 May 2005|11:13pm]
[ mood | thirsty ]
[ music | I'm Real-The Starting Line, Fool In the Rain-Led Zepplin ]

Why is Hollaback Girl so freaking catchy? Holy cow, I know someone who is becoming a priest. That's crazy, and great. Wow. Good for you, Finnerty. Anyway...craziness. I went to Church today. I stayed for the youth group thing after, we made paper airplanes, played cards, and ate pizza. We had some discussion, but it wasn't very...I don't know, productive. I drink a lot of water. I didn't have enough water today, apparently. I just drank a bottle and my headache went away. I want to have some kind of large get together the week after next. If you would like to be a part of it, let me know. Give me some ideas of what to do. It's going to be fun, whatever it is. Well, time for me to go. Peace.

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Zoo! [27 Apr 2005|11:55pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]
[ music | The 5678's-Woo Hoo ]

I'm going to the zoo after prom! Yay! I like sharing music. I'm such a music junkie. If I don't get my fix, I go nuts. I go through music withdrawls. Well, kind of. I joke around about being addicted. Sometimes I really wonder, though...I guess it's better than crack or junk. I'm a spaz. Ok, I'm calm now. I had a random burst of energy and it was weird, but it went away. Good. Hey, I haven't posted any quizzes in awhile. Aren't you proud? Goodnight, I love you all!

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Yay pretty colors [26 Apr 2005|11:33pm]
[ mood | flirty ]
[ music | Hollaback Girl-Gwen Stefani(Why..?!), Timberwolves at NJ-TBS ]

I got my prom dress! It's really pretty and it makes me happy. Pink with black lace, so it looks purple...halter top-ish, prettiness. I'm going to do an India indian theme. I want henna on my arms and everything. The little jewel on my forehead (the name escapes me on what that's called..) the head covering, dark hair. Fun bracelets, choker necklace, high heels, red-ish purple-ish nail polish and make-up, dramatic, dark, smokey eyes. Wavy hair. I'm so excited. I didn't think I could pull off red-ish lipstick. Oh, and I'm going to do crunches constantly. And run around. And jump rope. No more junk food, freaking take five bars... And I like to dance. I LOVE to dance around. I don't know why. And I love to sing in front of people. Since when am I am social butterfly? Today was a good day. Cosmic bowling friday! Anyone want to go? It'll be fun, wear lots of white. I got pretty colored rainbow bracelets today. I was happy, they were a present. I have the best friends, they're so random, but in a good way. Jen dyed her hair a really pretty color. It's like...darkish red. It's fun. And Julie has the prettiest dress! It's pink and orange and poofy and flowery. I don't like malls. I really don't. Why do I go there? There is nothing to do in Youngstown, especially when you are seventeen, don't have much money, and don't drink. I wish it wasn't so rainy, I'd be in the park all the time...I love Mill Creek Park. When I walk through it, it reminds me of puzzles, those nature puzzles with the perfect lanscapes. Not perfect, but imperfect in a beautiful way. I don't know. I should go to bed soon. I'm tired and rambling.

Maybe you can help me I am looking for someone to dance with.
Baby, can't you help me, you know I hate dancing by myself.

The rest of this year is going to be fun. I'm in such a good mood, I better not crash.

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Xylophone Buggery [13 Apr 2005|02:42am]
[ mood | curious ]
[ music | Lost In You-Sugarcult ]

I will bake cookies for anyone who will say where I got the subject for this entry.
Anyway. Craziness. I figured out what's wrong with me. Now all I have to do is fix it.
Play this weekend. Annual director meltdown was today. Still need to complete my outfit.
Everyone come to see the play. Mooney. Thursday through Sunday. Pretty sure it starts around six or seven each night.
I need to figure out what I want.
Spazzing is not good. I'm a freaking spaz. And I need to eat/sleep in a normal fashion.
This is me with the world on the tip of my tongue and my eye through the scope down the barrel of a gun.
Remind me not to ever act this way again.
Ok, a little Taking Back Sunday reference. The word "reference" has a lot of e's in it.
I want to sing. I want people to listen to me. I want to be worth listening to.
I need a band. That's what I need. And sleep.
Thank eveyone who has put up with me and my ramblings and late night conversations and sobbing and spazzing. It's appreciated. Sometimes I just need to talk.
I love you all!

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Everyone come to see the play! [12 Apr 2005|01:12am]
[ music | Outkast-So Fresh So Clean, Mrs. Robinson-The Lemonheads ]

The Wizard of Oz opens this weekend. Everyone needs to come see it. Not that it's the most amazing play in the world, just so you can laugh at me singing "Pat pat here, pat pat there" to the scarecrow. You know you want to. So, no more BGSU...I'm not sure that I can get enough money for it. I'm going to try my hardest to get out of here, but if I don't have enough money...YSU isn't that bad, I guess. They do have a great music program. It might not be that bad. I got a lot of money from grants and loans and stuff, but I was still short. I know I'd have enough for YSU. Anyway, I need to buy some blank cds. I want to make cds for all my friends. I should be going to bed. It's one thirty and I have school tomorrow. Goodnight, everyone.

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Crazy Week [09 Apr 2005|05:47am]
[ mood | blah ]
[ music | Sugar Magnolia-Grateful Dead ]

Yea...Did you know the Grateful Dead got their name by randomly looking up words in the dictionary? I learned that at some point last year, I think. I found someone else who enjoys Rent! Ah! I want my cds back, my friend is borrowing them...Anyway. Drastic changes in my life. So..Zac and I are no longer together...I still love him, but I guess this is how it has to be. We're still friends at least. It's just...different. I'm going to miss him. Two years isn't just something you can let go of easily. Some kind of fest is going to happen tomorrow (today, i guess) hopefully. I had like three or four hours of nap a little bit ago. I gave blood thursday. I have no problem with blood or needles. It wasn't very painful at all. I felt perfectly fine but I did take it easy for awhile. Adter about a half an hour, I started to feel nauseous. Randomly. I wasnted to take a nap, so I layed my head down, and Tess told me to put my head up. She was helping out with the blood drive. Then I started to really not feel good. Again, randomly. So I said something and someone asked me if I wanted to lay down. I said yea and got up. Then I really felt crappy. Everything started getting dark and I couldn't walk right, I had all these people around me. Then everything got black and voices were far away. I think I asked if I could take a nap. I felt a group of people around me and heard all this noise. I couldn't see anything. Then someone told me to sit down. I was thinking..there's no chair! I might have said that...anyway, I finally sit down, and my sight returns shortly after. Weird couple of minutes. I was in the gym, where the blood drive was, for most of the day. They wouldn't let me leave. They kept giving me cold compresses which felt good. And juice. I like juice. So, some sort of outing tonight. I probably am going to sleep somewhere other than my house. I don't want to be at home anymore. I just can't sit at home and do nothing. I need to do laundry tomorrow. All my favorite clothes are dirty. I want to find my hat! My green plaid hat! It disappeared. And I left my Wicked CD at school. Blah. Maybe I should wash my vans. I just got them and they're already dirty. I like books. Books are my friends. I love harmonizing. It makes me happy when I get that tone where there are no little vibrations between me and another person or instrument. I love making people laugh. I love singing and people listening. I love ice cream with candy eyes. I love sharing food. I love playing outside with hoses. I love taking walks. I love the park. I love making forts with Gaia, the girl next door. There is so much to be happy for. I love bubbles. I love stuffed animals. I love taking baths. I love cologne. I love the Beatles. Ok, enough. I need to sleep. Or maybe eat. I'm not hungry but it seems like I should eat. Maybe I'll exercise. Maybe I'll just go back to bed. Who knows. Ooh, reading sounds good. Next week is going to be crazy. Tech week for the play. Everyone come see it! Friday, saturday, sunday, I believe. Wizard of Oz. Mooney. Be there. I'll be on the stage for once, even if only for a citizen of emerald city. I still get to sing on stage. Oh, and that offer for the Less Than Jake concert is still good. House of Blues in Cleveland. It'll be lots of fun. I like getting text messages. If you're ever bored and it doesn't cost too much, message me. It'll make me happy. Anyway, this entry is long enough and I'm pretty sure I met my "anyway" quota. Goodnight, well, good morning.

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