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who am i kidding?
i am not some mother theresa.
if i dont say something soon,
i will break from the weight
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"sweet caroline...good times never felt so good..."
sighh. well, the other day I had to say goodbye to one of the biggest love/hate relationships in my life, my first car. (well this is actually somewhat of a lie. my FIRST car was technically my mothers baby-blue 2001 toyota sienna mini-van which I had the pleasure of rolling in for the entirety of my first summer with a driver's license and the ( Read more... ) -
"we laid it down and left it all behind, we were blind. oh, the summertime..."
i'm not really sure what it is about me that makes me tick the way I do, or makes me feel the certain ways i feel at different points in time ( Read more... ) -
you've got mail!
been thinking today how sometimes, despite the amazing technology we have today with the internet, i do miss the simple look and feel of old school computer programs, such as the classic Mac OS, or the square, blue boxes and icons of the old AOL ( Read more... ) -
bird battles
so, this entry is partly dedicated to my cousin lee-ann, who despises pigeons, and birds in general, and always runs into the worst luck with them (i.e. getting attacked or crapped on). my whole life i have never had a problem with birds, but lately, this bad luck seems to be rubbing off on me. within the past few months, i have had a bird crash ( Read more... ) -
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"like miles davis, i've been swayed by the cool.
there's just something about the summertime.
there's just something about the moon..." -
mulling over things..
nicole's apartment is quiet. i haven't written in this in a long time. and once again, hoping that writing will make me feel better for the time ( Read more... ) -
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even the bathroom smells like beer. i woke up this morning with my door wide open and my roommates arguing down the hall. i have barely even a hint of a recollection or crawling into bed sometime around 3AM, but everything is so blurred and nauseated i'd just rather not think about it ( Read more... ) -
reading makes me want to write.
i wish i had blogged during the road trip to florida. it was such a great time, i really should put up pictures too. i love reading about things like that, and i really don't use this enough ( Read more... ) -
who am i kidding?
where to begin ( Read more... )