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[14 Mar 2004|01:49am] |
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[1] updated the ol' blurty layout. it's sexy.
[2] the darkness are kickass.
[3] people that have no life because they're too involved with their significant other are laaaaaaaaaame.
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| // don't push love away, you know you do. // |
[21 Feb 2004|01:17pm] |
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Step 1: Open your iTunes or other lesser MP3 player.
Step 2: Put all of your music on random.
Step 3: Write down the first ten songs it plays, no matter how embarrassing.
Step 3b: Do it again...
Take 1:
01. the juliana theory.don't push love away
02. blink 182.first date
03. new found glory.second to last
04. mae.skyline drive
05. something corporate.as you sleep
06. splendid.charge
07. elliot.calm americans
08. no doubt.new
09. mae.giving it away
10. blink 182.dancing with myself
Take 2:
01. prevent falls.track 11
02. alkaline trio.bloodied up
03. sarah mclachlan.fear
04. ben kweller.no reason
05. sarah mclachlan.witness
06. no doubt.running
07. blink 182.happy holidays, you bastard
08. the fire theft.sinatra
09. dashboard confessional.the sharp hint of new tears
10. justin timberlake.rock your body
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[10 Jan 2004|05:49pm] |
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so hot. i am totally getting these next time i go to the mall. just thought i'd make everyone jealous.
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[10 Jan 2004|01:31am] |
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( uh. )
wow. that was one of the most boring surveys i've ever completed. what a waste of my time.
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[06 Jan 2004|08:41am] |
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i changed the layout of my journal, i think it's sexy. go look at it.
i'm excited because i have over $150 waiting for me when i go back to school, between work & selling things. syracuse, josh?
so yesterday i slept til six pm. to remedy this problem, i went to sleep last night around two and woke up around five thirty am. i thought that would help me get back to sleeping normally, but i'm getting tired again, so i may need to take another nap. but at least this one will be from nowish (nine am) until eleven forty five am, which is normal. and luckily i have things to do in the next few days, so i'll have to be awake during the afternoon. bah to home for ruining my sleep.
seven days.
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| .pictures of you. |
[05 Jan 2004|03:59am] |
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just some random things.
// i've gone back to my typical at home sleeping schedule of staying up til eight am & sleeping until four pm. i'm a disaster.
// i've also been eating like a hoover, shoveling cookies into my mouth left & right. good thing the cookies at school suck.
// speaking of, my new years resolution is to go to the gym every monday, wednesday, & friday after my class & lunch. no worries, this resolution will be broken by the end of the month.
// i had thought training started the fourteenth at noon, but apparently someone was playing naughty tricks on myself & joshua and it really starts the thirteenth at noon. unacceptable.
// i want a new layout for my journal, but i'm too lazy to do anything. perhaps in the future i'll do something about that.
// i have lots of money waiting for me at school. i'm excited.
// this week i have to hang out with jon, radhika, kelly, katie, and nik. and also go shopping. neat! i enjoy being busy.
// i just noticed that i need to cut my nails. fabulous.
// i need a digital camera & a cell phone.
// i have shit to do instead of writing in here. farefuckingwell.
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[27 Dec 2003|03:12am] |
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the final christmas tally (well, final until i see my baby next month, wheeee!)
from parents
// $50
// justin timberlake.justified (ha!)
// counting crows.films about ghosts (the best of...)
// family guy - volume two
// a new body pillow case
// breast cancer m&ms
// sour jelly bellys
// mini twix
// shaving cream
from friends
// a cute skull wrist band (asshole)
// stuffed kitty! (dan)
// food and taking me to a hockey game (bobby)
// steering fluid. (jeffnorth. obviously.)
from brothers
// $25 gift certificate to sam goody
// a phone card
// pirates of the carribean: the curse of the black pearl
from best friends!
// a skull box & happy tree friends notebook (katie/tito!)
// a cd and a piece of art (meghan/tits mcgee!)
my best friend presents are sooooo awesome, they made me so happy. the box and notebook are so fun, and the art meghan made is so gorgeous and creative. she like, glued newspaper pieces to a big piece of cardboard & then painted a skull & heart on it and some other designs and then wrote lyrics to a song on it in black marker. and then she cut it into three pieces so there was one for each of us, yay! awesome.
jjskribs: as joe namath would say in a drunken interview on ESPN, "i wanna kiss you"
<3<3<3
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[26 Dec 2003|12:05am] |
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why my boyfriend is better than yours:
//1// he's cute. ( look! )
//2// he plays soccer. ( yum. )
//3// he says cute things. like,
jjskribs: meg i need to make out with you and you're not here...as you can see, this is a problem
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[13 Oct 2003|01:48pm] |
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i just can't get him out of my head. his face. his hands. his mouth. the way he moved. what he said. i can't decide if that's a good or bad thing.
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| @$#%! |
[09 Oct 2003|01:43pm] |
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dear environmental health & safety -
so here's a story for you. i decide to not go to my 1:10 class, like the dedicated student i am. instead, i decide to take a nap as i'm prone to do. so i'm in bed, all warm and snuggly and dreaming of attractive, scantily-clad men when suddenly i am awoken by EHHHH! EHHHHHH! EHHHHH! EHHHHHHHH! oh, i see, it's time for a fire drill. WELL THANKS SO MUCH I'M GLAD I KNOW HOW TO ESCAPE THE BUILDING NOW, SINCE I'VE NEVER LEFT IT BEFORE OR ANYTHING. fuckers.
fire alarms are the worst alarm clocks ever,
meg.
dear people that complain about everything -
granted, i do my fair share of complaining, BUT i do not complain about every event that occurs, disagree with everything people say, and contend with every person that crosses my back. and here's why. I AM AWARE THAT MY OPINIONS ARE NOT CONCRETE FACT, NOR SHOULD THEY BE. it seems that you have not yet learned that. you are not always right. you are not even usually close to being correct. instead, you look like a closed-minded, whiney, judgemental asshole. have fun with that, while everyone else has fun contemplating a swift kick to your throat.
may the powers that be sew your lips together,
meg.
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[29 Sep 2003|12:34am] |
The Ultimate LiveJournal Obsession Test
| | Category | Your Score | Average LJer | | Community Attachment | 31.18%
There's something special about you. Every once in awhile, one of your topics gets everyone chatting. | 23.75% | | MemeSheepage | 54.39%
I am but one quiz among millions. My brethren surround me on the page. | 29.74% | | Original Content | 48.39%
Using LiveJournal to express a few strong opinions | 39.6% | | Psychodrama Quotient | 26.51%
Known to go off without warning | 17.1% | | Attention Whoring | 22.73%
You do a little dance whenever someone friends you | 21.26% | |
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[28 Sep 2003|11:22pm] |
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he's just fucking beautiful. i could look at him forever. i love his skin and how his muscles feel when i rub his back and how he looks at me and how his hair falls between my fingers and how he opens up his arms for my to lay against his chest and how his body fits perfectly against mine when we're laying in bed and watching tv and how he makes fun of me and how he makes me laugh. and if i try really hard i can see him laying on my bed, his arms wrapped around my pillow, his face half buried in the cloth, staring intently at the tv. but i know that if i get up and try to lay there with him that i won't be able to pretend anymore. the first few hours are always the worst...
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[17 Sep 2003|01:24am] |
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dear residents -
the bathroom shower is not a good place to have conversations. that consist of yelling back and forth. AT ONE IN THE FUCKING MORNING ON A TUESDAY. hello? anyone ever heard of an echo?
you woke me up. no one fucking does that.
HATE,
your tyrannical, sleep obsessed, RA
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| laaaaaaaate night. |
[16 Sep 2003|07:58pm] |
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dear people that get to lay out on the terrace quad while i'm at work -
fuck you. i hate you. i hope a bird shits on your head the next time you're out there. neat!
bitterness,
pale meg.
dear papa john's -
i <3 you.
love, fatty.
dear jeff dos -
i apologize for your doortag dying. please don't hate me. ok, thanks!
<3, your wonderous RA.
dear ____ & ____,
i don't like looking at you, so i'd apprecaite it if you put more effort into making sure i don't see you. and he's way too cute for you anyway. HA!
pfft. i am awesome.
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[21 Aug 2003|01:41am] |
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dear ____,
learn to take some responsibility for your actions and the actions of others towards you. you are not perfect. you are not better than anyone else. the next time something bad happens to you, take a minute and look at yourself before the reflex in your pointer finger starts kicking in. i am sick of listening to you play the victim.
.meg.
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[18 Aug 2003|11:22am] |
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dear ____ & _____ & _____ & _____ & _____,
what's with the hair, kids? i mean, c'mon now, you keep going from bad to worse. fix that shit up and go back to looking how you used to. thanks!
i'm only looking out for what's best for you,
.meg.
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