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| 10:22pm 10/04/2006 |
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mood:  loved music: I can make a mess
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i havnt been on this in a while...
probably because i have nothing to complain about anymore
or atleast nothing worth complaining about.
lifes good, been working, practicing with some cool kids, and ive been seeing a bit of one pretty lady.
yeah..i think i figured out why i havnt been on this in a while...
aightt peace out C-town. Keepin it real.
Nothing but love to tyrome, antoine, sanchez, carlos & charlies, and of course my man Julio. <3 |
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| Scooooreee... |
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| 05:07pm 15/01/2006 |
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mood:  contemplative music: Right side down
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Hey guess what, ive got the cutest winter ball date.. so you ho's can go back to your pimps. Or stay, either way.
p.s. rooms in my house are Freakin magical
i cant dance!
hell yeah |
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| Ive made myself sick... |
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| 05:45pm 14/01/2006 |
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mood:  angry music: Freakin Death
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ITS ALL F*CKING GONE!!! EVERY LAST FREAKING WAVE!!!!
I HATE FRIDAY THE 13th!! thats got to be the only reasonable explanation...
douche bag tracktion piece of crap. |
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| monday tuesday happy days |
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| 10:31pm 30/12/2005 |
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mood:  Im wearing a hard hat music: Cartel cuz i wanna sound like them...
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Fuckin christ...
whats with drama? past couple days have been super f*cked up but the new band thing is going good as an old pair of roller shoes
so i cant complain.
New Years resolution, id like you to meet my good buddy complaining...
i dont think theyre going to get a long well... |
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| Ive been telling myself no for a while now |
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| 12:44pm 16/12/2005 |
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mood:  content music: jacks mannequin
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snow day today, im kinda bored..
mikey, kyle, and sam are here but i kinda wish someone else was here but i wont see them till tuesday.. well atleast i have that to look forward too, so i dont have to think about my horrendous basketball skills, i cant seem get those darn rebounds. And im pissed at the fact that i cant go play in the snow now, because its all melted, this is the worst snowday ever! i'll just have to act like a little kid again and make my own snow... |
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| I've got the sex, lies, and scandals under control... |
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| 10:37am 09/12/2005 |
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mood:  chipper music: Emanuel
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its snowing outside.. a lot. i like it im gunna go sledding, as soon as jared gets out of the shower. Thats pretty much it... cuz its snowing and i want to be outside and then drink hot cocoa and watch a movie or something, and then itll be a sweet snowday. heres to bringing back the past.
they stole the love from our lives...
and gave us SNOW!!! |
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| goodbye |
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| 02:48pm 02/12/2005 |
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mood:  sad music: daphne loves derby
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I never handed in my quote or my where will you be in ten years..
i dont really care about the ten years part, but it upsets me that i dont have a quote, i wonder if i can still hand it in....probably not...oh well...seems to go along with everything else lately. |
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| My bridges won't burn.. |
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| 11:09pm 04/11/2005 |
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mood:  blah music: Scary kids
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Yes!! everything sucks again!!!!
good thing too i was almost getting used to that "good" feeling or whatever it was...
on a happier note...homecoming tommorow...and no one sells pink polka dotted ties..im sure of it... |
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| make tonight stay |
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| 09:42pm 02/11/2005 |
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mood:  happy music: panic at the disco
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and now she's crying her eyes out for nothing...
Who's got the money shoes fo show playa playa, working sucks, im tired as a moose, gotta drive all over the friggen world lately, and i have no money for gas, and i need new windshield wipers, and, homecoming this saturday, im pumped even though i havnt seen my date in years =/ we can still shake it like a salt shaker.
and i love how people write blatent things in there journals and try to disguise them as songs or poems or other things like this!
because i love the way you look at me
and the smile that lights up with your eyes
my hearts been racing since the moment i saw you
and im sorry i get nervous
and im sorry that i cant get things right
but i dont understand how an angel can be so forgiving
to look at someone so low, with eyes so beautiful..
aww what a beautiful poem! =P |
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| huh? you talking to me? |
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| 07:38pm 16/10/2005 |
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mood:  worried music: jacks mannequin
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W
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you've got to be kidding me!!! |
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| Teenage mutant ninja Turtles |
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| 09:54pm 13/10/2005 |
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mood: content music: silverstein
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J(slash)K recording Studios..Anyone? Anyone?
i like to lick the problem where it begins. |
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| Yo yo, What up? |
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| 11:20pm 21/09/2005 |
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mood:  indescribable music: saosin
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Ryan Cabrera show was awesome, i told him he was sexy and we kissed on the lips. After the show of course.
what what what what lemme get a woah, oh no. |
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| 10:09pm 11/09/2005 |
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mood:  embarrassed music: Brand New
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I fucking hit a parked car.
i am absolutely thinking about shooting myself in the face right now, i must be the worst driver ever.
oh well, im over it.
<3 the end. |
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| 09:32pm 01/09/2005 |
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mood: frustrated music: jacks mannequin
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everyone already posted that school this year is easy, so what the hell am i supposed to say?
except maybe.... DAMN HO! IS THAT YOUR BOOTY THAT FARTED?
awww fuck it.... SHOW ME YOUR BOOTY HOLE! oh.
p.s. (so, whats homecoming anyway..) |
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| Im running out. |
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| 05:05pm 28/08/2005 |
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mood:  curious music: jacks mannequin
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I have nothing to say about anything.
except this.
She thinks I'm much too thin
She asks me if I'm sick
What's a girl to do with friends like this?
She lets me drive her car
So I can score an eighth
From the lesbians out west in Venice
Oh California in the summer
Ah and my hair is growing long
Fuck yeah we can live like this
but thats plagiarism....awww damn.
yay for school... |
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| Could I? Wont you? just let me this time please.. |
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| 10:30pm 12/08/2005 |
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mood:  bored music: Boys night Out
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Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.
This halfway house is home to a madman, his ghosts, and his perfect song.
This year has been bruised and broken in so many ways that days have long since been abolished.
If all of this could bring my love back to me, i'd do away with the drugs and the drink...
and the body count could cease.
i would like that on a plack and stapled to my face. please.
i would also like two buckets of jelly fish, a heat lamp, three hundred tea bags, and my latenight friend back. or im going to start making milk cartons with yo face on them. |
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| 07:42pm 05/08/2005 |
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mood:  confused music: From First to Last
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Yeah i'll stick my tongue out at you..
I do what i want.
When i want.
Cuz thats how we rolll, like a playa pay a toll, runnin fo mayor cuz i got dr. scholl, in my shoes dont step in da hole. What?
sometimes i forget why theres not a lot of white rappers, thats just to remind myself. |
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| Hold on im not ready for this. |
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| 10:45pm 02/08/2005 |
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mood:  crazy music: The Roof is on FIRE!
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okay ready theres three things everyone has to remember
1. No sex in the Champagne room (but cornbread is o.k.)
2. Ducksauce is made from apple sauce.
3. I'm gunna have yeh neked by the end of this song. (-Justin Timberlake)
Now you all are blessed with the knowledge of confuscious go and spread this joy to your peers.
FUCK OFF APPLESAUCE! |
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