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done. absolutely.

Opening Credits: Frank Sinatra's "Ain't That A Kick In THe Head" I guess it cant be too good of a movie ( Read more... )

tired. i wanna be done with this. time heals all wounds apparently, but how much time and i going to have? how much time am i going to need? cuz fuck, i'm tired. i'm worn out, worn down to the bone, or even further. how far down can you go? and why is it that this one person could calm me and make me feel better, when they shouldnt have?

Ciara is tired. This week was way too long. No, it was too short, the drama was too much. So I'm trying to relax by baking cookies. And maybe a pie later. Either way, I hope this week isnt a preview of the rest of the holiday season. That would be really depressing.

I find it interesting that Napoleon was considered an anti-christ. I suppose the French have something to be proud of besides the croissant (delicious and wonderul in it's own right) and sexuality.

I love my friends, I love all my friends. No matter what they do, no matter what any one else says I love them and will do anything to help them and make them happy. Maybe that's a fault, maybe it's a strength. I dont care which it is.

so chris flipped out over nothing. again. what the fuck is his problem?

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Alright, the previos entry was written poorly. I apologize.  As for an update, Friday night I went to a part at Rutgers, had a great GREAT GREAT night. Then Saturday I woke up around 1130, got my hot dress went to lunch with Brandon to a cute Japanese place up in the Bernards area which was very nice. I'd love to see him again, and I wish that he ( Read more... )