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May 15, 2005 03:30

How come when I make comments the time shows up as like, four hours ahead?

We returned from our trip just a few hours ago, but I am not posting about that.


First car:
1997 Ford Ranger XLT. It wasn't my choice but it was cute.

First real kiss:
Real as in involving tongue, 6th grade, David Myers, at the Teen Center. He and I recently re-acquainted; its a small world.

First break-up:
Break-up as in I was "going with" him then I wasn't, a redhead named Roger in 1st grade.

First screen name:
subblimegrrl

First self purchased album:
We're gonna go w/ CD here 'cause there's no way I could remember first self-purchased music period... The Eagles Hotel California. I'm a damn hippie.

First funeral:
My aunt Carolyn when I was like 2-ish. Yes, I remember.

First pets:
I don't remember their names but we had a beagle and a black cat and they slept together in my red wagon.

First piercing/tattoo:
Besides ears, my first piercing was my eyebrow, I don't remember which one, 'cause I've done them both, when I was 15. My first tattoo (age 18) was a shitty blue star in the middle of my upper back, now covered.

First credit card:
I don't remember, that was a long time ago that I turned 18.

First true love:
Agh, TRUE love, I don't know, maybe Shannon Bishop. He was my first, and my first long-term relationship. I loved dudes before him but, I don't know if those qualify as "true" love. I guess they would 'cause I mean, I truly did love them at the time, right?? So okay then I change my answer to David Myers.

First enemy:
This girl whose name I can't even remember (heh, I lie) who was so painfully jealous of me it was fucking pathetic. 7th grade-ish. I'd had girls hate me before but this was the first "bully" kind of hate.

First big trip:
Not counting numerous 4-5 hour trips to Ohio, ('cause 4-5 hours to visit relatives isn't "big") my first big trip was to Pensacola FL when I was like 10-ish. And we visited relatives there, too, but there was a BEACH. And it took like 14 hours.

First music you remember hearing in your house:
80's pop. I couldn't possibly tell you what specifically. But that is what my mother listened to. Thank God for good taste.

Last car ride:
Argh.

Last kiss:
I don't remember. Rodney might have kissed me before he went to bed a little bit ago. Actually I don't think he did. Maybe it was just on the cheek. *sigh* I really don't remember. That shit's not important right now. What's important is that I have to finish this so I can go to bed. 'Cause I won't go 'til I'm finished. Damn addicting shit.

Last good cry:
Well I cried Saturday but I didn't get to get it all out so it wasn't a 'good' cry. Well maybe I did get it all out, 'cause it was just in a brief moment of exhaustion/frustration/exasperation. I think my last good long one was like, a week ago.

Last library book checked out:
If I remember correctly, it was about fairies. It was a good book.

Last beverage drank:
diet cherry vanilla dr. pepper

Last food consumed:
salmon and rice and carrots

Last crush:
I crushed a pop can on my forehead once.

Last phone call:
I called mom earlier and woke her ass up to tell her we were in VA.

Last time showered:
Saturday 10:10am.

Last shoes worn:
My purple chucks. They are worn the fuck out and I need new ones but my indecisive ass can't pick a color. Not black. I want either red, green, or blue.

Last item bought:
A shot glass from the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum.

Last annoyance:
Burning the fuck up and my ass killing me. I was either in Hell having stuff shoved up my butt, or I was in the back of Peters' Jeep. You pick.

Last time wanting to die:
Eh, its been a while. Not that long, but long enough to not remember specifically.

Also, if you remember a looooong time ago (well, March) when I said I got a tattoo? Yeah I have a semi-decent pic of it now but I am too lazy to like post it here or whatever, but it is on my MySpace... just click "view more pics" or scroll down to the comments to see it.
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