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[Oct. 10th, 2006|06:45 am] |
| [ | What's Busting My Eardrums? |
| | "Good To Know..." by Brand New | ] |
Target Job!
Woohoo. it's fun. Visit me if you want.
I worked all weekend.
Homecoming was lame, by the way. Totally sober. I do, however, like getting dressed up and eating expensive food.
Bye. |
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[Sep. 27th, 2006|11:28 pm] |
| [ | My Emoticon Makes Me a Monster. |
| |  confused | ] |
| [ | What's Busting My Eardrums? |
| | "Sweat the Battle" by Cute Is What We Aim For | ] |
I don't know what's going on.
I got a job a target, i guess their waiting on my drug test results.
I'm having some friend troubles.
I dunno whats gonna happen with me and her. I dont know if I can deal with being taken for granted, and that's what I feel like. I know she's really driven, but I just don't think it's fair to take her frustrations out on me when I don't have anything to do with it.
Ugh. |
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| Ugh. |
[Sep. 21st, 2006|05:13 pm] |
| [ | My Emoticon Makes Me a Monster. |
| |  sad | ] |
| [ | What's Busting My Eardrums? |
| | "Consequence, David..." by Fear Before the March of Flames | ] |
Everybody at Baxter seems to dislike me.
Everybody I thought I was friends with seems to dislike me.
I don't know what I did.
It's getting really hard to deal with. |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 21st, 2006|12:47 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | basement | ] |
| [ | What's Busting My Eardrums? |
| | "tell shannon her crafts are ready" by heavyheavylowlow | ] |
I drove over to see my sweetie today.
I missed the turn into the gas station in which she works.
So i had to turn around.
Ad when I turned from one street into the driveway, I curbed the entire way.
And I look up and this old douchebag in an SUV is laughing his old fucking ass off.
Worth it. |
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| Guffaw. |
[Sep. 19th, 2006|12:47 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Basement | ] |
| [ | My Emoticon Makes Me a Monster. |
| |  calm | ] |
| [ | What's Busting My Eardrums? |
| | "Afterbirth" by From First To Last | ] |
Today has been weird.
Not bad. I'm in a better mood.
She makes me happy. Like ridiculously happy.
Jake called Rach today.
Things are coming together?
Age goes into surgery tomorrow. Goodbye tonsils! |
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| REUSE. |
[Sep. 17th, 2006|10:39 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Basement | ] |
| [ | My Emoticon Makes Me a Monster. |
| |  pissed off | ] |
| [ | What's Busting My Eardrums? |
| | PlayRadioPlay! | ] |
I guess i need this thing again.
Mostly because I have no outlet for my angry, angsty, pissed off moods. I have things to say and nobody to say them to. So here I am.
I am so fucking sick of certain people.
I am so fucking sick of people I thought were my friends constantly excluding me.
I am so fucking sick of my parents being on my ass about dumb shit.
I am so fucking sick of getting bailed on.
I am so fucking sick of having to be fucking sick of things.
EMO. |
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[Mar. 19th, 2006|11:47 pm] |
| [ | My Emoticon Makes Me a Monster. |
| | content | ] |
| [ | What's Busting My Eardrums? |
| | "Note to Self" by From First To Last | ] |
Sorry for such a downer of a last entry, friends.
It all turned out. Thsi weekend was made so great by the people I love.
Mother took me uptown on Saturday afternoon, ate at Figlio (favorite), and then shopped. GOT ME SOME TIGHT ASS BLACK PANTS.
Then Ty's at 8 with Rach, Libby, Kellen, and of course Ty. Played Balderdash for like 2 hours. Memories were made.
Me and Kellen crash at Ty's. Me and Kellen pull all nighter and leave the house at 6 to go to Cub. Then Bruegger's. The taking pictures in a church parking lot.
Passed out from exhaustion on Ty's couch.
Went home for 2 hours.
While my cousin brought her 3 (under 5 year old) children to our house after dropping her husband off at the airport. So he can go to Iraq.
yay for that.
Rach picks me up and we go and just hang, thne are joined by Libby, Kellen, and Mike. We watch Saw.
Marina calls. Needs a buddy to go wiht to Taste of Chaos.
All over that.
We go, get there half way through Story of the Year's set. We've missed Four Letter Lie, As I Lay Dying, and some other band I can't recall.
We meet Story of the Year.
The Smashups play second stage. Pretty cool.
Atreyu kicks our asses. With awesome.
We meet Atreyu. A shirt is signed.
Thrice is better than the first time. Awesome.
We leave.
I sit here, thinking about how truly lucky I am.
And how my friends are the best thing in my life. |
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[Mar. 13th, 2006|10:38 pm] |
| [ | My Emoticon Makes Me a Monster. |
| |  thoughtful | ] |
| [ | What's Busting My Eardrums? |
| | "My Heart" by Paramore | ] |
TOP 5 THINGS TO TELL YOUR GIRLFRIEND'S RELIGIOUS FATHER WHEN HE ASKS "WHAT ARE YOUR INTENTIONS WITH MY DAUGHTER":
5. Teach her how to rip a bible in half.
4. Explain to her the merits of bible paper's other uses. Like rolling joints.
3. Show her the ways of Jesus in everyday activities. (Especially if your drug dealer's name is Jesus.)
2. Make her a soddomite.
1. Fuck her brains out.
Any other ideas? I'm meeting him soon. |
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| May as well. |
[Feb. 16th, 2006|10:26 pm] |
| [ | My Emoticon Makes Me a Monster. |
| |  blah | ] |
| [ | What's Busting My Eardrums? |
| | "Four Kicks" by Kings of Leon | ] |
http://kevan.org/johari?name=StyrofoamAlex
Go for it.
ON A DIFFERENT NOTE. Me and Anjew argued about who was a worse person. I find it entertaining. Silly second favorite jew.
soakedinbleach31: lol
xXclownglassXx: its not lol, its lawl
soakedinbleach31: i do what i want and i roll wit 12 gangs
xXclownglassXx: haha, i take out my shotty and pull up like john gotti
soakedinbleach31: i shoot dope in the girls bathroom
xXclownglassXx: i shoot girls
xXclownglassXx: in kindergarden
soakedinbleach31: i take my clothes off for 3 lines of coke
xXclownglassXx: i take mine off for 2
xXclownglassXx: and then i shoot kindergardners
xXclownglassXx: they all like "i wanna do macaroni pictures" and im like "i want my money bitch"
soakedinbleach31: i roll with gangs that shoot k-5 and then we roll up into preschool and bomb that shit
soakedinbleach31: i pimp boys in cambodia
xXclownglassXx: i own a nike factory
soakedinbleach31: i won a coke factory. we exploit cheap malaysian workers to create discount clothing, then we spit in their faces and beat their dolphins.
soakedinbleach31: *own
xXclownglassXx: i read martha stuart magazine
xXclownglassXx: for FUN
soakedinbleach31: you win.
soakedinbleach31: OH WAIT, NO YOU DON'T. I SHAT ON OPRAH'S CHEST THEN TITTYFUCKED HER.
xXclownglassXx: whenever i see a pregnent girl, i stab her in the stomach
soakedinbleach31: i win with oprah
soakedinbleach31: because you do a service. theres half a chance every woman you stab is carrying a homosexual
soakedinbleach31: or worse, a bisexual.
xXclownglassXx: i kick crutches out from under crippled kids, then give em the finger
soakedinbleach31: i turned rosie o donell into a lesbian
xXclownglassXx: then u did men a favor, she coulda crushed someones pelves
soakedinbleach31: and with every cripple you kick, you give us back some wasted resources
xXclownglassXx: like what?
soakedinbleach31: like the money we use to accomodate them that we could better spend on border patrol! damned spics!
xXclownglassXx: haha
xXclownglassXx: ur right, u win
soakedinbleach31: i always win.
xXclownglassXx: esp at the gay game
soakedinbleach31: ...clever.
He makes me chuckle. |
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