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[Jun. 25th, 2008|04:55 pm] |
one thing i will miss if and when i ever get out of the sunshine state
the rainy months |
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[Jun. 19th, 2008|07:34 pm] |
incase any of you want to know any updates about an alien growing inside of me i made a journal
i have to buy a digital camera tomorrow so i can take pictures too i guess....
here it is if you want to add it
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) jenplusone |
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[Jan. 1st, 2008|11:11 pm] |
travel plans!!!!!!!
april 6th a sunday fly to chicago
hang out with people in chicago and family
then move my way up to wisconsin whenever...i guess
april 23rd a wednesday fly to NYC from wisconsin
hang out with all the people there have fun and stuff
april 28th which is a monday fly out of NYC into LA
hang out in LA do stuff see people
may 5th which is a monday come back to the shit hole that is tampa
although i'm sure by that time i'll be ready for my own bed and a nice long shower |
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[Dec. 10th, 2007|12:05 am] |
the whole random songs and post lyrics to each...i'll do 15 songs
here they go
1. identity is the crisis can't you see, identity identity
when you look in the mirror, do you see yourself
2.and the words are the letters of the words
said electrically played
3.Please don't walk away
I like to know you're there
Though there's nothing left to say
4.and we'll dream about the waves out there
combing in and washing us away, washing us away, washing us away
5.In my life
Oh, why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?
6.It's inhibiting restricting so confusing now I'm losing count
can't concentrate, it's another way to take
7.if i could just breath it out....
i could always breathe back in
8.holidays are always the same, only have myself to blame
don't want to feel this way again
9.And I'm trying to understand myself
and pinpoint where i am
When I finally get it figured out
I've change the whole damn plan
10.I dont think much about you anymore
You're not on every whisper
11.I like to sit and listen to the sound
Of the snowflakes landing on the trees
12.emotionally illiterate severely inarticulate
i don't know how to tell and i don't know how to ask
13.Waitin' to knock heads off, I'm a mean son-of-a-bitch
With an itch to misbehave and wave a switchblade
In front of your face so close to leave your whiskers shaved
14.And if the man upstairs
Don't care what's going on
Then we can find out for ourselves
What's right and wrong
15.Now I'm sleeping on the sand
of an unfamiliar land
And I'm dreaming up a plan
to get you on the breeze |
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[Oct. 18th, 2007|03:08 pm] |
chris's cat had kittens and sometimes i bring them all into his room and lay on the bed with them. then they try to climb me with their sharp baby cat nails.
other than that life is the same
half way through school |
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[May. 3rd, 2007|11:04 am] |
i'm not sure i've shared my fear of blood tests, needles, shots, and even just thinking about a needle going into my arm anywhere near where my arm bends. I don't know it's a weird irrational fear i some how accrued due to mono.
so anyway the point is i went in for my physical yesterday for school. i'm all good i've paid and i'm about to leave and the girl comes back out and says oh yeah we have to do a skin test for TB. I call my mom to laugh in her face and tell her that i could have had tuberculosis the many times i told her i thought i had it. apparently you have to get a shot for it every ten years.
i go back into the room and she comes in with a needle. i look at her tears start to form and i say oh it's a sh...then i cry uncontrollably. i apologize for being a huge baby and explain to her my fear of needles. everytime this happens everyone makes fun of me and laughs at me because i have no problem with tattoos. my mother calls in the middle of this and i just barely get out..."i hate you mommy, it's a shot." she laughs at me tells me to calm down and calls me pathetic. as i'm on the phone the nurse gives me the shot so i didn't even feel it.
it's not that it hurts!!! i just fucking cry every time i get blood taken or a shot. if i know i have to have either i make sure someone comes with me. even still i cry. but hey, i got this fucking sweet ass 80's looking band-aid with weird 80's looking colors. it has airplanes and flamingo's and hands on it. |
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[Apr. 24th, 2007|06:54 pm] |
life is good, but it's complicated and i think that's what gets me in my emotional ruts. well that and thinking too much because it's only when i have time to do absolutely nothing that i feel this way...
never the less, before i know it school will be over and i can move. there has been talk about tennessee. i'm still eyeing austin tx, chicago il, new york ny, someplace maybe west coast-ish? possibly maine??? washington dc or maybe even back to somewhere in virginia...those are just my personal places of interest.
one thing is for sure, after school i am going to join a cruise line for a few months to travel and make a lot of money, then moving. |
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[Apr. 10th, 2007|07:00 pm] |
i'm so tired lately
work sucks and i have been going to lame classes to move up
school is a pain in the ass but it's almost over
my other school is a pain in the ass as well... I have so much stuff to do just to register for this class and all the requirements have to be done by may8th which isn't too bad but ughh
i'm so stressed trying to take tests, get my money shit figured out, take a physical, get two massages one from a man one from a woman, sit in on one of the classes which means i had to ask off of work so i could go in from 4:30pm-10
lsdjhgslkdjg
life...but i am surprisingly happy despite my hectic schedule for the time being and it may also have to do with me having friday-monday off...i'm going to sleep forever |
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[Apr. 3rd, 2007|08:38 pm] |
you know when emotions and feelings mix together to form this huge ball of anger, fustration, hate, sadness, happiness, confusion, and anything else you can think of? and you're so overwhelmed you don't know what to think or how to act?
i've felt this way for the past week but i think it has something to do with working 9 days in a row. everyone moving away might have something to do with it too. also, shitty friends. i went on a date, i guess...whatever the boy called it a date, last night. i'm too tired to be awake right now but i want to go to st. pete
i hope things get better in may. starting school for massage therapy and my sister might be moving here.
life has me all sorts of fucked right now. |
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[Mar. 12th, 2007|02:08 am] |
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I feel so empty and restless. On my days off from work I always want to go somewhere that isn't here. For the most part I'm not sad though. |
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[Mar. 5th, 2007|05:13 pm] |
call me tonight at midnight and say "happy birthday!" because tuesday march 6th is my 21st birthday
i'll probably be drunk
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[Feb. 8th, 2007|03:28 pm] |
seriously if you know me and we aren't friends anymore and i don't have you as a friend on her or myspace please stop lurking me. i don't lurk anyone that i've shut out of my life for whatever reason. if you want to be bitter because i don't want to fucking see you or talk to you or have anything to do with you that's fine. be fucking bitter all you want but be bitter away from me. i hate you so much it makes me vomit with rage. i hate you so much that i think about driving to your house just to kick you in the face or your car. stay away from people in my life. don't try to make friends with them...thats selfish of me but i don't want you to know anyone i know. i hate you. seriously hate you beyond any comprehension. i don't understand how i can have this much hate for you and still be able to breath.
i want to yell in your face and spit and throw things. you always thought you were better than everyone and all you could talk about was shallow pointless things. you're better than no one. you're as big of a piece of shit as everyone else you've talked down. i don't understand how you can't see it. for one minute stop thinking you're so wonderful and get your head out of your ass. never speak to me again. never think about speaking to me again. never speak to my friends about me again. never....fucking never |
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