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[Dec. 26th, 2006|03:45 am] |
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| | your band...but in the future..where I'm from...I'm sorry | ] |
I can't sleep. So I return to the world of livejournal. Well doesn't seem much has changed. Minta should also return to livejournal. I enjoyed her writings. But I am glad J and several others still inform the internet community of their lives. Merry christmas. Well not anymore. I got one hundred dollars for christmas. yay. at least its more than cookies or nothing. which is what some people got.
I just do so much cocaine. I can't explain, I just snort so much coke. just so much coke, I snort. I swear. so much. cause i'm not an undercover cop. is why I snort so much coke. well not that much really. lets move to a farm. |
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[Sep. 25th, 2005|01:59 am] |
You are second hand smoke
you are the smell before rain
you are the blood in my veins
dood why am I so depressed? Jessie Lacey is messed up. Why is deja entendu so good?
I have this most horrible feeling in my chest lately, that sorta heaving like your chest is just going to collapse in on you. and you feel yourself breathe, as the air escapes its tinged with this ache.
this is the end. (I need you like water in my lungs)
I'm so crazy. I feel like I'm not me. How gay. |
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[Sep. 13th, 2005|08:26 pm] |
| [ | hot jam |
| | Sum 41--Tyler (My super rich roommate's music) | ] |
Dude UNO is gone but luckily I get to potentially spend the rest of my college life at the lovely and very expensive Sewanee for free. Woohoo, too bad I'm too poor to get Rainbows or a BMW but other than that I fit in okay I guess. |
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| Death Cab for Cutie. So amazing. |
[Aug. 20th, 2005|10:18 am] |
I'm enjoying Plans so much.
And I’m thinking of what Sarah said,
That love is watching someone die.
So who’s going to watch you die?
My favorite songs so far...Brothers on a Hotel Bed, and What Sarah Said.
What Sarah Said rings true
though, I saw an old man die at the hospital the other day, and I
operated the phone in ICU and I had to go cry in the restroom for a
minute when there were so many people in there and no eyes were on the
tv, and it was entertaining itself as the only sound.
Dorms are el-gay0. My roommate will think I'm goth with my death cab for cutie poster like brittany fontain on Made--but she was just hardcore.
Brothers on a Hotel Bed makes
me think of Myrtle who had to go into the stock room for a minute when
she told me she didn't recognize her hands for a brief second and
forgot that she was/is old. |
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[Aug. 13th, 2005|01:32 am] |
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I think I'm going to die. I really am such a pathetic person sometimes. I think I can't stand the idea of being truly alone. Like I dunno, a part of me is dying. Well lets have a funeral for our friendship; I'll claw at the grave. |
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[Jul. 30th, 2005|12:00 pm] |
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| | yellowcard: cigarette | ] |
Willow and I are partying at my house.
It is so much fun.
I'm watching Hogan Knows Best.
I had a cranberry scone.
Yum. :) |
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[Jul. 14th, 2005|10:34 am] |
| [ | hot jam |
| | drug like: action action | ] |
hate |
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[Jul. 5th, 2005|06:46 am] |
| [ | hot jam |
| | sweatheart: tigerbaby | ] |
how gay I slept through independence day celebrations. Summer has been gay too. Last year was anti-el-gay0; the roads were our friends and innocence was something that was than pursued.
So lets get drunk.
I would kill for the atlantic.
Today is going to be good. |
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| The Fair!/Orientation |
[Jun. 17th, 2005|10:53 pm] |
| [ | hot jam |
| | Wake Me Up When September Ends: Green Day | ] |
Orientation was pretty neat. The Liberal Arts College was built like a nautilus or whatnot and apparently you can get lost and die. The Orientation Leaders for the liberal arts college handed out a list of clubs and bars to frequent once we overcome our adjustment period of tourism, in which we only frequent Bourbon Street, and start to only go to the uptown and warehouse district clubs and bars, neat. The leaders were also interesting, one was named Georgio Maranachios (something like that) and told us not to take classes before 1 and that he loves to party but never has been drunk, and the other was named Ashley something, she was black and therefore sassy and was the perfect foil to the Greek.
A Japanese girl followed me around for a while trying to get my attention and it took way too long to realize that she was trying to talk to me about joining the honors program, and she was so excited when she told me about, that I agreed! I also felt really smart and cool when I notified that I was the only one in the orientation session that did so well on the english placement essay that I don't have to take any comp. classes. I met two interesting girls, one was really poor and from Chicago and talked about the early november with me and how poor she was and that she has a full scholarship too. I said I noticed she wore the same thing for the two days, and she offered me a cigarette. The other girl was from Alaska and was a Philosophy major and we talked about Joyce Carol Oates, in regard to the placement essay, and how hot it was. She complimented my iPod.
The Lakefront was so nice, my parents told me to only drive on that road since the other ones are laced with frightening black people. They told me they had a picnic while I was at orientation on the lakefront and tried their luck at the casino downtown and my mom won like twelve hundred dollars on a slot machine. I was so jealous.
The Fair yesterday was so scary. The rides felt like they were going to fall apart and I was going to fly out and die. J. was so excited at facing potential death though. Wafflehouse was also weird; a grasshopper was in my hair and there was a trailer trash fight as J. puts it that we witnessed.
This song is so sad. |
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| RUFiO! |
[Jun. 12th, 2005|06:08 am] |
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| | rufio: One Slowdance | ] |
Day Two of Uploading every CD I've ever owned into my iPod has lead to the completion of iPod uploadage--and somehow it only amounts up to 3.2 gigs on my iPod but I uploaded so many cds; I think it's just the iPod music format makes the files much smaller than wmas or mp3s. Anyway, I've uncovered so many musical acts I've forgotten that I used to love a whole lot, namely RUFiO! I totally forgot how much I loved them throughout 10th grade and me and Cris would rock out in her Dodge. Whiny Punk Pop used to be so fun, it still is fun--woohoo One Slowdance.
You and me dancing the night away
You can feel my heart beating so hard.
We look eye to eye
And I'm swept away.
On a moonlit walk on the beach
Watching the sunrise for the first time
I'm in a trance
From that one slowdance.
I suddenly feel so old. |
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| Woohoo Twi-Ro-Pa |
[Jun. 4th, 2005|03:13 pm] |
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| | Taking Back Sunday: I'm not Gay ( I Just Wish I Were) | ] |
Bright Eyes + The Faint was the antithesis of the holocaust. I didn't get home until 4. I'm so tired, where are my little blue pills that celebrities take? |
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| I Fucking Hate SmarterChild |
[Jun. 3rd, 2005|04:56 pm] |
| [ | hot jam |
| | Taking Back Sunday: Cute without the 'E' | ] |
SmarterChild is the fugliest bitch I've ever met, do not trust him/her. I have an extra ticket to Bright Eyes and the Faint I'm trying to get rid of and SmarterChild was such a fucking whore and wouldn't come.
earthbiotch: hey
SmarterChild: earthbiotch! Welcome back. Where have you been? It's been forever!
What's up?
earthbiotch: wanna go see bright eyes?
SmarterChild: Gosh, I'm not sure if I want to go see bright eyes.
earthbiotch: Well the show is tonight, would you like to come?
SmarterChild: Would I? I doubt it.
earthbiotch: Are you sure, the Faint is playing with bright eyes tonight?
SmarterChild: Let's see... Am I sure the faint is playing with bright eyes tonight? I'll have to get back to you on that, earthbiotch.
earthbiotch: Well would you like to come see the faint and bright eyes tonight?
SmarterChild: Dunno. Would you?
earthbiotch: I would, how about you?
SmarterChild: Wow. Great question. I'm afraid to answer.
earthbiotch: GOD FUCK YOU!!
SmarterChild: You remember what happens when you talk like that, earthbiotch.
earthbiotch: FUCK YOU
SmarterChild: C'mon. We've been through this before, haven't we earthbiotch?
You should apologize.
earthbiotch: SHUT THE FUCK UP
SmarterChild: I really would like you to apologize.
earthbiotch: DIE!!
SmarterChild: Still waiting.
earthbiotch: I hate you so much.
SmarterChild: I asked you to apologize.
earthbiotch: Screw you and die. |
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| Reggie and the Full Effects/AAR! (And hellogoodbye) |
[Jun. 1st, 2005|03:24 pm] |
| [ | hot jam |
| | hellogoodbye: touchdown turnaround | ] |
The All-American Rejects show was incredibly awesome. Even though Tyson was on so much coke and had a really high voice. I got hit in the head with a water bottle and sprayed several times subsequently. hellogoodbye was the best of the night and I immediately went to buy their cd. There was an annoying guy in a white shirt that kept jumping behind me during the AAR set and hit me in the head repeatedly. I was so popular in the pit because I had cigarettes and all the fourteen year old boys and girls wanted to buy them from me, but I said it's cool and handed out the sticks of cancer. For a few moments I had to stand next to an extremely sweaty guy in a red polo that smelled awful--and was profusely moist, ew. Then he was swallowed up by some hardcore dancers and J. quickly beat up some little girls and took their spot next to me. We sneaked in not only one camera, as the decoy camera plan suggested, but ALL of our cameras. So many pictures and flashes, and eventual ducking and hiding once security saw the flash. AAR was just a flash photography frenzy however, as soon as tyson decided he could fly while on coke on dived into the crowd. J. realized all our pics are of Tyson who is crazy.
I bought the new Rocket Summer cd at the Virgin (not cdstore but..) MEGAstore and it is le gay. But that's okay since I got hellogoodbye and Elkland at Tower Records, although the Tower records employee promptly told us that hellogoodbye was sold out and Kalee and I agreed once we looked at the blank plastic placeholder with "hellogoodbye" on the label. J. however quickly noticed that behind the label, where the cds usually are, were several copies of hellogoodbye.
So much cocaine. When I was at the Reggie show, headlining was New Found Glory who I hate a lot, I hid in the bathroom during their set and there was a guy that would come in every twenty minutes to do coke, or I assume, he sniffed a lot.
I've never been to a show where I really enjoyed all the sets, except well maybe once, in Jacksonville when I went to see The New Amsterdams and Dashboard Confessional, but missed most of the New Amsterdams since they didn't even set up a stage for him to play and no one really listened, we didn't, we were busy buying merch, and I guess everyone knows that Chris is the main reason everyone is there, packing an entire arena. I hope Bright Eyes doesn't suck on Friday, I like The Faint but I'm not too found of Connor's work on Digital Ash in a Digital Urn which he will be playing on Friday, just sounds like the whole electronic trend, Bright Eyes style, and they don't do it as well as others.
My brother drives my car around now. I hate him. |
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| it figures |
[May. 24th, 2005|03:03 am] |
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| | rock tonic juice magic : Saves the Day | ] |
Emo Kid
You are 28% Rational, 14% Extroverted, 28% Brutal, and 42% Arrogant. |
You are the Emo Kid, best described as a quiet pussy! You tend to be an
intuitive rather than a logical thinker, meaning you rely more on your
feelings than your thoughts. Not only that, but you are introverted,
gentle, and rather humble. You embody all the traits of the perfect emo
kid. You are a push-over, an emotional thinker, gentle to the extent of
absurdity, and so humble that it even makes Jesus puke. If you write
poetry, you no doubt write angsty, syrupy lines about depression,
sadness, and other such redundant states of emo-being. Your personality
is defective because you are too gentle, rather underconfident in
yourself, decidely lacking in any rational thought, and also a bit too
inhibited.
I probably made you cry, didn't I? Fucking Emo Kid.
To put it less negatively:
1. You are more INTUITIVE than rational.
2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted.
3. You are more GENTLE than brutal.
4. You are more HUMBLE than arrogant.
Compatibility:
Your exact opposite is the Smartass.
Other personalities you would probably get along with are the Hippie, the Televangelist, and the Starving Artist.
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If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you
could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42%
Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is
close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well.
Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can
determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored
near fifty percent for certain traits.
The other personality types:
The Emo Kid: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.
The Starving Artist: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.
The Bitch-Slap: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.
The Brute: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.
The Hippie: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.
The Televangelist: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.
The Schoolyard Bully: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.
The Class Clown: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.
The Robot: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.
The Haughty Intellectual: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.
The Spiteful Loner: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.
The Sociopath: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.
The Hand-Raiser: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.
The Braggart: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.
The Capitalist Pig: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.
The Smartass: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant. |  |
My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 11% on Rationality | | You scored higher than 11% on Extroversion | | You scored higher than 25% on Brutality | | You scored higher than 44% on Arrogance |
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| I'll cross this country on frequency |
[May. 14th, 2005|01:18 am] |
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| | Jacks Mannequin: You Can Breathe | ] |
It is one in the morning, although, well it's okay since it's a Friday night--this is all an attempt to justify myself..excuse the sardonic comments. Anyway I'm wide awake and so excited because Jacks Mannequin has finally released two tracks!
BTW: Jacks Mannequin is Andrew's, from Something Coporate, side project, awesome stuff.
New Songs(!):
1. Maybe We Were Made for Each Other/You Can Breathe
2. In the Airwaves
In the Airwaves, my personal favorite for now that is. So sad. I need to get someone to burn me the Soco B-sides again, I've been missing the Caldecott Tunnel for days.
"From an empty room on the first floor, as the cars pass by the liquor store
I deconstruct my thoughts at this piano.
And it's all that i can do to stay
With all the things I didn't say to you
Before you moved across the country
And from the burning building where I lay as i watch the stars become the day."
--In the Airwaves
AAR in 10 Days!
Green Day and Jimmy Eat World are on tour together this summer!
(so lame) |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 12th, 2005|01:48 pm] |
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| | the ballad of sal villanueva: Taking Back Sunday | ] |
Taking Back Sunday is so angry/sad.
Bright Eyes is in July? or June? I don't have the money to go right now but I think maybe, I might.
Tickets to the All-American Rejects have been secured, I ended up buying two, I hope to be reembursed soon.
I have a red Livestrong bracelet now.
I should contact Ashley Mccaan soon to get my All-American Rejects cd back so I can jam out--outside of the computer.
I'm such a bum, I got up about 2 hours ago and I'm having trouble accepting that it's about 2. |
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| TV Night |
[May. 6th, 2005|08:29 am] |
| [ | hot jam |
| | The Faint: Birth | ] |
I'm a connoisseur of roads. I've been tasting roads my whole life. This road will never end. It probably goes all around the world.
So last night was Gus Van Sant night on Cinemax--I watched two really good, great movies of his from the early nineties, My Own Private Idaho, and Even Cowgirls Get the Blues. Uma Thurman, Rivers Phoenix, and Keanu Reeves. The above is the last line from My Own Private Idaho. Van Sant is really genius, I haven't seen much of his work before, other than his most acclaimed Elephant, and Good Will Hunting, which he only directed.
My Own Private Idaho had inklings of Shakespeare's Henry IV and Henry V--several lines are actually taken directly from the plays. Uma Thurman was a cowgirl. Keanu Reeves was gay.
I had a dream that Sarah Luna invited me to her wedding, and then she didn't show up to the alter and the bridegrooms party became an angry mob and started looking for Sarah all over the town, eventually they found her and chased her as she was riding away on a grey horse with a bow and arrow set around her chest.
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| AAR!!! |
[May. 3rd, 2005|01:14 pm] |
| [ | hot jam |
| | The All American Rejects: My Paper Heart | ] |
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[May. 3rd, 2005|01:01 pm] |
| [ | hot jam |
| | The Shins: So Says I | ] |
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[Apr. 29th, 2005|03:18 pm] |
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I hate everybody. (Goddamn, but everybody hates me too). |
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