i could write this journal entry about a girl that i'm not quite fond of, along with others, and her foolish boyfriend. but i won't. their time will come and it isn't going to be fun for them. what goes around comes around. you don't cross me and expect to walk away clean. i don't easily accept people walking all over me. i'm not your door mat ( Read more... )

so i told douche-o who i possibly like but am not sure. she knew it. saturday morning, even though she was tired and may have seemed like she didn't know what was going on, OH SHE KNOWS! she's brilliant, i swear. that's why i love her so much. she knows me when i don't know myself. she notices the little details that people sometimes never pick up ( Read more... )

so prom was yesterday evening and this morning from 12-5 was the after prom party at cedardale. it was so much fun. we had the whole facility open to us. afterwards i drove up to beans' beach house with her bro and slept for a whole three hours. this morning we walked on the beach and were dancing down the beach. ha it was so fun. i'm probably not ( Read more... )

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so i skipped today. i told my mom that i was sick, that i had a stomach bug. in reality, i was fine. although, as today wore on, my throat is killing me and my sinuses are pounding. i guess i didn't completely skip because i am slightly ill. i definitely think it's a sinus infection because my head has been pounding since sunday. oh well, whatever ( Read more... )

i never updated monday like i intended to. monday i went to the beach with amanda and shea...it was quite the fun time...NOT! there were three high points: the gay guys in the truck ahead of us and the three guys in the car next to us screaming "DID YOU SEE THAT?!", tripoli's pizza, and the super mega-watt hott cop. i wanted to pull him into my ( Read more... )

Which poem are you?
Sonnet 17 by Pablo Neruda
Aw, you're a romantic. You believe in true love and all that sort of stuff. How cute are you? To you, love is incredible and amazing.

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my mom is wicked mad because i didn't load the dishwasher. she asked me to at like 1030-1045 last night. i was almost falling asleep when she did. so like 10 minutes ago, i heard dishes being slammed into the dishwasher. i went down stairs to finish loading the dishwasher for her and she's like when your brother comes home tonight, we're having a ( Read more... )

wow, this is so unfamiliar to me. i was so busy last week with my paper and everything. my paper is all done. vaca starts tomorrow at 200. i have a definite date for prom. i'm pumped and we're gonna have mega-fun. douche-o is going to try and get me a date to her prom, just for kicks. but shhhh it's secret squirrel business. i recently bought a ( Read more... )

"memories are of tremendous importance to all survivors. they keep us going, give us strength, and can be passed on to others who cared about our loved one. but sometimes we lose perspective about what memories are made of. those most prominent times that we recall with pleasure, tenderness, devotion, or any number of emotions, are ones in which ( Read more... )