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[Aug. 25th, 2009|05:38 pm] |
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| |  melancholy | ] |
So...college.
Its quite frightening really, but mostly, I miss my parents and my cat.
I've only had one class and I'm already tired of this.
And...I hope my mom's ok. |
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| Omg, college >_ |
[Aug. 12th, 2009|03:08 pm] |
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| |  nervous | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Apocalyptica ft. Adam Gontier-I don't Care | ] |
So...I'm leaving for Middle-of-Nowhere, California for college next week. There is NOTHING there, nothing except cows!
I don't wanna go. |
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[Apr. 16th, 2008|09:41 pm] |
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| |  tired | ] |
As Yeneissi said today, I think I may be going back to my 'roots'. I've started to go back to manga(its my love for Rurouni Kenshin...which then brought me back to my love of Gundam Wing...and then Fullmetal Alchemist...then GetBackers...what next, Petshop? Guh, I love it so!<3). And today I listened to one of my old Gackt albums. Man I missed it. It was freaking awesome. It just reminds me of afterschool in 8th grade spending afternoons with my two closest friends watching Gackt and Glay vids. I've started to listen to Glay again too. I love em! |
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[Nov. 26th, 2007|10:55 pm] |
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| |  bored | ] |
Its still unsettling to hear my parents argue...regardless of how many years I've heard it.
My legs hurt...man I'm tired.
And my dad needs to get over himself. Just sayin'. |
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[Oct. 25th, 2007|09:46 pm] |
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| |  aggravated | ] |
Way over 1200 suicides from the Golden Gate Bridge. An average of one every 15 days. Interesting, isn't it?
Teachers suck. |
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[Oct. 14th, 2007|05:35 pm] |
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| | aggravated | ] |
I hate Japanese class. I'm tired of the teachers making me feel retarded. So I refuse to take it next year. French castles are cooler looking anyway.
And just in general...why are so many teachers assholes? |
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[Sep. 26th, 2007|10:10 pm] |
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Having your best friend die is the kind of pain that never goes away. Someone told me today that if she were in my position she would have gone crazy, and she told me she doesn't understand how I can still laugh. At those moments she's not on my mind, but when I'm alone I start to remember everything we did together and it really hurts. There's always that empty space though. There'll always be that empty space. I still don't understand why it happened the way it did, but that's something that those left behind tend to wonder, anyhow, right? I'm so stressed out with all of this, maybe if I crash I can get away from all of this. I don't want this. I want to just stop existing so I don't have to go through all of this, but I realize that's the weak way out. Knowing so doesn't make anything better, though. |
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| Fucking Fucked up Math |
[Sep. 25th, 2007|10:19 pm] |
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Math makes me want to kill myself. Wth right? I hate it, I hate these stupid CPM books that make you stupider instead of teaching. And, I'm an English nerd, not a math nerd, the hell. I'm so pissed off, and I'm exhausted. I WANT TO EFFIN STAB SOMEONE. BAD. I'm so pissed off and I don't know why! Well, other than the math, but gusdkyhfngo fuck this shit. I'm fucking off cus venting isn't helping crap.
And I miss Sandy. And my mom singing the hymn they sang at her funeral is making me want to cry. How many times do I have to tell her to STOP. Fuck. |
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| just homework |
[Sep. 6th, 2007|01:41 pm] |
Sidekicks are a bitch
Buuuuuuuuut whatever. Japanese. |
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| I wanna... |
[Sep. 4th, 2007|08:35 pm] |
Graffiti decorations
Underneath a sky of dust
A constant wave of tension
On top of broken trust
The lessons that you taught me
I learn were never true
Now I find myself in question
They point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
You point the finger at me again
I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind
Paper bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust
Another wave of tension
Has more than filled me up
All my talk of taking action
These words were never true
Now I find myself in question
They point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
You point the finger at me again
I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind
Gonna run away...
-Linkin Park |
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