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new virgin journal, just as promised.
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tell me if your adding me so I can add you back.
it's not going to be used until school begins, unless something uber interesting happens whilst i'm frolicking around in the middle of the night between now and Sept. 8.
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[28 Aug 2004|03:11am] |
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So, going to bed at midnight resulted in nothing more then me sleeping for two hours and waking up wide a fucking wake. Upon coming down stairs I was greeted by a rather humongous bug scurrying across the floor. I squealed and threw a dictionary on top of it. There is now a random pile of books sitting in my living room with a note taped to it saying "Here lies Bug."
Hm.
I'm thinking of creating a new journal, one that has actual philosophical entries instead of my mad insomniac rambling that I'm sure you all love. I'm going to wait until school starts up to switch over. Now, all I have to do is think of a catchy yet mellow dramatic username and I'm all set. (and how to switch over moderation rights for my sextacular community)
Penis. I'm thirsty.
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[25 Aug 2004|12:32am] |
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Finished my school shopping today. I have come to the conclusion that button down shirts are not made for girls with tits and smalls waists. I got lucky however, and scored a couple. Lycra is stretchy god, and I owe my sanity to its creators. I bought a poncho for the hell of buying a poncho. I was running around H&M pretending I was Johnny Depp. *staggers like a drunken pirate* I blew close to 50.00 bucks in Claries buying crap jewelry that I’m sure I will loose, break, and or tarnish by the time Christmas rolls around. I did get that nifty handcuff necklace I’ve been lusting after for ages however. I had to exchange the backings to my barbells from my second holes , for they were beginning to decay and eat away at my ear. Sterling Silver? I think not. I talked to the chick at the place about getting two more cartilage piercings in my left ear. I’ll probably be going some time late September after all my others are done healing. I’m still on my never ending search for awesome Creepers that don’t require me to sell my soul to purchase. 65.00 bucks for crap that supposedly falls apart within the year? I don’t think so.
Whoa. That entire paragraph is basically random thoughts exploding from my head and ending up in weird choppy sentences. I’ve spotted three offenders already. Oh fuck, my brain goes to hell during the summer, I need a good dose of Mrs. Hogaboom and her screaming to get my grammatical skills back.
Mickey is still in Yugoslavia, and I have no one to have pretend sex with. She better be bringing me back a hot European man to play with. *shakes fist*
Dudes, does school start on Sept. 8, or am I just in some crazy fantasy dream world where school actually starts that late?
Sweet merciful crap, I better stop before I make your eyes bleed with my crappy sentence structure skills.
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[21 Aug 2004|11:48pm] |
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I just went to pet my garbage can. Wow. That’s almost as bad as me telling Mickey that her foot stool was her dog. I really should be wearing my contacts, or maybe I just need to actually pay attention.
I’m getting a Webcam soon, hopefully before the end of summer. Only 34.99 too dudes. Comcast is being uberly cool and has a special discount for their customers. Can we say major Camera whoring soon?
Speaking of whores, I scored a bunch of colored eyeliner and awesome lipstick at Wal-Mart today. I’m loaded with new Makeup, this is making me want school to start even more.
A spider jumped at me before. I screamed and set it on fire. Neato.
Expect a new layout by the end of tonight. This one is boring the crap out of me.
( surveys amuse Jersey children! )
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[19 Aug 2004|05:28pm] |
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1. US History
2. English 2
3. French 1
4. Biology
-Lunch-
5. Gym/Health
6. Drama/Creative Writing
7. Algebra
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[18 Aug 2004|09:20pm] |
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I take naps at 7:30pm… and I wonder why I don’t fall asleep until the sun comes up? Meh, maybe my sleep cycle will magically go back to normal if I don’t sleep for the rest of the summer. Oh fuck, someone ate my Dominos while I was sleeping. That was so my dinner dude. Now I’m going to end up eating icing straight out of the container at 3am. I’m going to be extremely obese one day, you all wait and see. *eye begins to twitch*
Enough of my sleep deprived ranting, on to an actual update that doesn’t include me complaining about pizza.
I scrapped the surface of my back to school shopping today. Oh man, I got two corsets that I absolutely adore. My principle can go fuck herself if she doesn’t like the way I dress this year. Ha, I’ll just write some more disturbing poems and scare them all into fucking off. Absolutely everywhere I went was filled with camisoles, so you know, I had to get a few of them because I’m fucking insane. Macy’s surprised the crap out of me by having jeans that were decent, and actually fit me. I seriously think everything I bought today is going to get me in some sort of trouble when school starts. Meh. I had to restrain from buying a new bag, since I blew $20 bucks on a angle brush at MAC. I am sad, for I wasn’t able to find any rings. Claries was packed and had dinky shit that wasn’t worth $6 dollars, no matter how stoned a person may be. H&M disappointed me greatly. Damn them and their need to change stock.
All that’s left is to cause some damage at Menlo Mall and I’m pretty set. Someone please explain to me why the creepers I want are only made for toddlers? Bah, maybe if I smash my feet a bit I can fit into these They’re only $34.99 too. Damn it. I really don’t want to spend 60 bucks ordering the full black ones of the T.U.K. site either.
I really must get my ass in gear and get my summer reading books. They kill the joy of reading with their crappy, uninteresting shitty-ness, they really do. I should just read my Stephen King and let them take points off.
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[18 Aug 2004|12:35am] |
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Post ANONYMOUSLY you're complete and honest opinion of me. Whether it be good or bad, I don't care. I can take it.
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[17 Aug 2004|12:20am] |
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( Sunday Night )
( Today )
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| XxMaDAnGeL89xX: i still think hitler makes me horny |
[15 Aug 2004|05:25am] |
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That's it. I'm not going to bed tonight. I'm just going to stay up, sit on my porch with a bottle of Lime Smirnoff in hand, and curse my insomnia as I watch the non existant hurricane.
Angela & Brittany, I apologize in advanced if I am a bitchy zombie psycho who randomly falls asleep while talking tomorrow. Just poke me with something and carry my passed out body around in a wheel barrow. I'll be fine.
Ahhh. Sun light. How it burns me.
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( the bagel incident )
I have to finish sketching my brother’s new tattoo design. He decided to get it done at ‘Think Ink’ next week, and he wants me to show him what it would look like with the dice on the bottom, instead of hanging inside of the V8 symbol like the tattoo artist did it. It looks awesome, although I really think he should get the flames done in color instead of the standard gray-green. He wants me to tag along with him this time when he gets it done. I’m skeptical, for I’ll probably just end making him laugh and fuck up the whole thing. ( I also don’t want to be plagued by being around something I have to wait three more years for) Leana’s going with him. Ha. That should be an amusing sight indeed.
I really need to get my ass in the shower.
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It’s raining like a mother fucker. New Jersey has had so many flood warnings/watches this summer that it has become quite amusing. Perhaps god is finally trying to drown us all out. Ha. And what have I been doing on this thunder filled day instead of frolicking in the rain like I should be? Crawling into the depths of hell that reside under my bed of course! Oh man, I had so much crap under there it was frightening. I ended going through all my draws and closets and getting ride of a lot of shit. I’m such a pack rat, and I become emotionally attached to pieces of crap that I know I’m never going to wear again. My mother had to literally rip my old sneakers from my hands. Bah, so what they were falling apart? It’s called tap mother! I cleared out a ton of room, which means I can now go shopping like lunatic for school. Mwhaha.
One of my piercings in my ears got imbedded in my skin yesterday. When they tell you to clean it everyday they mean clean it everyday. My mother took tweezers to it, and I ended up screaming and running out of my house like a crack head. It came out thank god and I cleaned the crap out of it. It’s perfectly fine now, and if I ever slack on cleaning It someone take a bat to my head. You see what being indolent does? *shakes head* I’m lucky I pierce well, for the hole stayed open the whole time I had the earring out.
I went over Mickey’s on Monday. Ha, such psychos we are. I found it really amazing that my eyeliner stayed on the whole time we were playing around in the pool. Please, someone explain to me why it doesn’t budge when I’m dripping wet, and it smudges all over my face when I don’t even touch it? Uhg, fucking makeup. The most amusing thing of the day was definitely Mickey and I chasing a rabbit, only to find out once we got right behind it that it was a garden hoe. O_o We’re such blind bitches. No wonder the thing didn’t move. We watched 13 Ghosts and I was getting all excited over the dead people. Haha Mickey was clinging to me in fright and the most random parts. I loved her dad’s reaction when he came home from work and found the two of us in her bed in the dark giggling like crack heads. We were making fun of the Indian people on TV Mr. Michaela’s Daddy! I swear!
My Brother just left to go check out places for his new Tattoo. He’s getting another arm piece, something to do with the V8 symbol, I didn’t really catch what he was talking about. Coolness.
Who wants to hang out this weekend?
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[09 Aug 2004|02:57am] |
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Uhg. Why am I still awake? I know full well I have to wake up early tomorrow and I still go to bed at 6am. It's like my body is screaming "Go the fuck to bed! You're tired!" and my mind is all "Whahaha! We shall never let you sleep! We are evil teeange hormones and we will reek havoc on your sleep cycle until you are twenty!"
Well, at least I have a good reason to get up tomorrow; crazy psycho spooky best friend sex with Mickey!
*wanders into the darkness*
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| Gather 'round children! It's ranting time again! |
[08 Aug 2004|10:58pm] |
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Apparently, my brother's girlfriend thinks that she can bitch about him all day to my mother, start an extremly loud fight with him at our house and then frolick around the next day with me like absolutly nothing happend. News flash sweet heart, no you can fucking not. Jesus fucking Christ. I seriosuly thought they were going to be done yesterday after the crap that happend, but obviously, my brother has been whipped by the power of the vagina. Teddy, for my sanity, please get rid of her. You two have absolutly nothing in common, and she's constantly complaining about your love affair with your car. She hates your subculture, and is jealous of your guy friends...not to mention extremly jealous of your rockabilly chick friends, who are just that, friends. Bah, my brother dosen't read this thing, what the hell am I doing?
Blah.
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[08 Aug 2004|04:38am] |
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My AIM has been being a rat infested cunt latley. I think it's my screenname. This means I will be using synxthetic 66 from now on.
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[06 Aug 2004|09:36pm] |
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I went to get my hair cut today. No more dead ends for Megan! I cut about four inches off, which was basically all the dried out shit. It’s still long, please, no one die. Dude, my hairdresser is so fucking awesome. She stabbed her husband with a fork once. Neato. I loved her reaction when I walked in, "You're so dark! You're almost black" She was referring to my hair ( she has'nt seen me since I had the blonde crap in) It amused the hell out of me.
I bought new ( hair dye )
Whahah. I miss the hell out of you Mickey. Is it Monday yet? I have uber new things to tell you.
<3
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I spent two hundred fucking dollars on lingerie today. I am indeed the queen of all that is lace, fear me. I started randomly cursing in the dressing room, all thanks to my ever growing boobs and the way they seem to enjoy not fitting into bras. I had to get all measured again. 36C. Oh man. *grabs hatchet*
Macy’s was having a sale on MAC makeup, so you know, I had to blow 20 bucks on eye shadow there.
Yeah…one day I will be a starving adult who has the nicest lingerie and eye shadow around.
Holy crap fuck. It’s thundering? Surely you jest.
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| August already? |
[02 Aug 2004|12:01am] |
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Ew. Why in the hell am I eating a grape icepop? I loath grape. *looks around* But these damned Flintstones push-up pops are just so damn good. Wow, I had to just run to my freezer to see if that’s how you spell Flintstones. Bah. I’m probably still wrong. What a wonderful childhood I must have had, I don’t know how to spell Flintstones. I still really don’t think there’s a T in there. Uhg, whatever. I’m going on about the spelling of a child’s cartoon. I think we all can tell by now that I am bored out of my defused little mind and really don’t have something to actually update about. Oh crap fuck, the little push up mechanism in my pop seems to have died. Now I have purple ooze flowing down my hand. Sexy? Well duh.
( ...like vampire bats deprived of blood )
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| jacked from cassie |
[29 Jul 2004|04:04pm] |
If you and I were alone in a room right now, what would we be doing?
Now post this in YOUR LJ, and see what people want to do with you.
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