i got accepted into college. take that, high school ( Read more... )

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i missed curfew last night because i fell asleep at david's house. susan called me angrily, asking where i was. and i couldn't remember.
weird.

anyway. friday night was fun. regis slept in the hallway and brinton watched america's next top model.

also.

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probably the best new years ever.

it started with a shirtless ed tying his legs together and falling off the bed, a ton of emily sleeptalking, and ended with onion rings and a nap.

HOW COULD IT BE BETTER?

my arm still says "no macking allowed".
it won't come off.

gimmegimmegimmegimmegimme.
good thing i'm quick like a cat.

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i'm a fucking moron.

and quite frankly, i'm sick of it.

tomorrow i am going to spend several hours drawing dinosaurs.
be jealous.
and then a party? i like parties.

christmas was okay. i got my camera and some shirts i wanted and some pretty necklaces.
it didn't feel like christmas.

senior year is weird. its not always what i think it should be.
i miss some things. it makes me angry.
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tomorrow is a seanz day. and we won't go to class. we will just chill in the art room. with snacks? maybe. i like it.

i feel better, thanks for asking.

christmas is coming. and i'm getting clothes and a new digital camera. i might just explode, i'm so excited for my camera.

i am going to a christmas party.

i'm wearing all black.

i look (and feel) like i'm going to a funeral.

who wants to love me?

bam bam bam. in my head.

i want to leave. like. get in my car and never ever come back here, kay?

wahtever. i'm sorrrrrrrrry. i fail. i suck. can you let me get over it in peace? stop asking me. please. stop telling me. itsnever going to get better and you'll never know whats really wrong. a

especially if i drive away.