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alkaline trio
anti-flag
millencolin
bad religion
saves the day
the get up kids
taking back sunday
thrice
thursday
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nofx
dahsboard confessional
all-american rejects
pulley
1208
built to spill
the eyeliners
down by law
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maybe things are getting better, maybe things aren't so bad
"ten minutes" by the get-up kids
weight: 123lbs
time spent practicing guitar: 1 hr
flute: 0 (lessons cancelled for this week)
cd burned: jimi hendrix experience 'are you experienced?'
time spent on aim: 2-3 hours
house smells like : toxic spaghetti sauce
yea so this entire weekend spent watching my little sister wasn't so bad after all. first of all i got done everything i needed to get done. AND my mom said that i don't have to pay her back the $50 i owed her for my vans and indy sweatshirts!! usually i don't get payed at all for watching grace so thats a breakthrough of monumental proportions.
now im just waiting for bea to email me her part of the lab report so i can put it all together and go to sleep
shakespeare festival starts tomorrow
don't be gone when i get home you're all i have
if i had to explain it
i wouldn't know where to start
its like you fall in love
while i just fall apart
me
Sunday, March 2, 2003
09:25 p.m.
wandering this house like i've never wanted out, this is about as social as i get now
"saints and sailors" by dashboard confessional
i guess i didn't really realize how bored i was until i talked to meghan online last night. i think i kinda scared her.
well i did everything. guitar flute lab report scholarship. and my delias order came. whhhhhhheeeeeeee.
i wonder if anyone will ever tag me. hmmm. i'm debating on whether to tell emily about this page. i kinda miss knowing that someones reading it, specially em. it's weirder typing with no audience.
on a good note, out of boredom i rearranged my room while my parents were out. i took my computer off my desk, brought it across the room and put it on top of grace's old camp trunk, put the CPU next to it on the floor and the printer on the trunk. i put a blanket on the floor in front of it and now i'm sitting indian style on the blanket typing w/ my keyboard on the floor. i moved my junk trunk next to my computer trunk and moved my desk over about 2 yards and put my half-sphere/bamboo/hobo chair in that space. its very cool. my parents said they're going to make me move it back but i know they'll never get around to actually doing it. he he he.
making plans w/ christina to go up to dobbs ferry and see her over break! yea!!
agh and i have to call bea to figure out how we're going to put together our lab report but i really really don't want to call to be greated with a 'umm...who IS this?' and then after i tell her who it is 'o well i don't really talk to you so i don't recognize your voice' i'm sick of the selective 'just talk to emily' shit she pulls so i'm just not going to let it bother me anymore. if she wants to isolate herself from the rest of the world, then fine, but i'm tired of trying.
wow. this was a boring entry.
this is where i say i've had enough
and no one should ever feel the way that i feel now
me
Sunday, March 2, 2003
09:42 a.m.
do you feel they're laughing at you, through the tv, i know i do
"strangled" by osker.
yes! i'm done my scholarship stuff! agh...science lab report. ok i'm going to do that now...as much as i don't want to...gah. ok i'll be back in an hour we'll see how far i get...
I was the glue that held us together
I'll be that fucking stitch forever
me
Saturday, March 1, 2003
12:21 p.m.
i'll wear glass shoes and plastic wrap, no i'll just wear my insides
"see you" by saves the day
weight: 125 lbs. time spent skating/flute/guitar/aim: 0. time spent lying in bed making weird motions w/ my fingers in-sync with the ticking of the clock: 5 min.
good morning america!! (plasters on big fake smile) we have a wonderful program planned for you today...
i'm going to crank out my outline and essay for the scholarship and my lab report or else it will haunt me all weekend. i'll do the scholarship thing first because i have to mail it out today. and then i'm going to practice flute and guitar and hour each because i've been a slacker about that this week. then i will practice my new ollie technique that caith was showing me. and then i'll be done at 2:00! yea right...this day will suck like a big-ass straw but i have to get this shit done.
you want to know who i really am?
yea so do i
yea so do i
me
Saturday, March 1, 2003
08:58 a.m.
it's been a hard days night
i think the world did not want me to watch that movie.
grace was a pain in the ass and people actually called. i usually get 3-5 calls a week, and 80% of them are from cullen. tonight i got 3 (technically 4) calls...in one night
so first the phone rings and its emily. then it rings again and its cullen. then it rings again and its someone asking for lauren, i told them they had the wrong number. then it rings again, and its the same person, who turned out to be robert levoy (bleh)and probably some other 7th grade guys who said they meant to call pretty popular lauren but accidentally dialed my number then decided to call back and talk to me. i said all in one breath 'no guys sorry i'm watching a beatles movie see you on monday bye'.
the movie was good, i didn't get some of the jokes. ha ha john lennon (i think it was john lennon) was sniffing pepsi...get it...like sniffing coke. and then this guy on the train was bitching about them being to loud and disruptive, and john randomly turns to him and said in a serious voice 'give us a kiss'. it was really funny. ringo starr was so cute!
blah i'm full. 3 peices of haiwiian pizza and 2 peices of cheesecake that i made (with only a little tiny bit of help from jello cheesecake mix...but i mean...it was mostly me...).
called cullen back, we went to fun sites like homestarrunner.com. fun stuff.
have to write essay and outline tomorrow morning on why i deserve a scholarship and mail out all that stuff. finally got a letter of recomendation from t.jon and i appreciated it but it was reather breif, not really citing specifics, and...half-assed...if you will. they'll probably laugh at it.
delias order didn't come. poop.
its been a hard days night
and i've been working like a dog
its been a hard days night
i should be sleeping like a log
me
Saturday, March 1, 2003
12:05 a.m.
when your smile's stuck in your head like a pop song
"dead end road" by alkaline trio
weight: 122lbs. time spent skating: 2 hours. time spent playing guitar: 0 so far. ditto for flute. time spent on instant messenger: 30 seconds, ya!
stuck in your head like a pop song...pop...thats what caith said i need to do on my ollie. pop more. and bend my knees more/squat.
boarderline was fun. i dropped in on the 3ft half pipe!! it was great. also...(guilty) it took meghan a really long time to get up the courage to drop in the 2ft half pipe and i don't think she even did the 3 ft. for once in my life i have done something she hasn't. and yes, i'm enjoying it so shut up and enjoy it with me or get the fuck out
ha ha just kidding. you can stay. the rest of the day was ok. boring. came in to school at the end of study hall. wrote notes with emily who was in our homeroom for some reason.
fucking failed my global issues exam with dying colors (get it, instead of 'flying' colors? whee i am SO smart)
in math (aka study hall). everyone went to all those fun sites...youdontknowwhoiam.com, homestarrunner.com, the thing w/ 'u kick my dog', the udder insanity game, that crazy crack pot banana that sings 'peanut butter and jelly time' (all the guys were saying that at school today), that squirrel at threebrain.com who goes 'yea i walked up to the gangster guys and they were like shut up mother fucker and i was like whhhhhheeeeee' then starts singing 'gonads and strife, gonads and strife'. fun stuff.
french -watched to simpsons in french w/ subtitles. old season...not as good.
lunch...um...ate...
clay- ah!! the other group was on the wheel today so t. kara told us to make 'kiln gods' to um...'bless' (i guess) the stuff that was getting fired. well seeing as i'm an atheist, instead of making a god i made a cow being crucified. utter and all. it was great, nick, james, and i couldn't stop laughing
science. boring. more bad imagery of t.bob passionatly rubbings his potbelly and moobs. *shudders*
gym...ok. t. m-b used me as the example of how to catch the ball high-left, high-right, middle-left, middle-right, lowleft and lowright and i felt dumb b/c sometimes i missed it.
then...BOARDERLINE...kick ass as i already said. a couple stupid fuckers kept kicking peoples boards and mickeys shoe fell off and they chucked it across the mini-park. of course i taught them not to mess w/ mickey any more. ha ha not really i just gave the guy my best 'sqinty eye' as emily and bea call it...aka icy stare and i'm sure he felt very very intimidated...except not. one kid who was pretty good at skating kept looking at me, i probably had a big booger hanging out of my nose or something of that nature. meghan and i make up 40% of the girls who have been to boarderline...meaning we are 2 out of 5. the guy there always remembers us, its great, he's really nice. he gave all of us westtown people free boarderline water bottles. ya!
well i'm off to watch 'a hard days night' (ya beatles movie) and eat haiwiian pizza.
i thought that you were joking
when you said you couldn't breathe
you said you couldn't breathe
turns out that you were choking
on a town you couldn't leave
you knew you'd never leave
me
Friday, February 28, 2003
07:34 p.m.
i feel just terrible about it, thats sarcasm, LET IT BURN
weight: 120lbs. time spent skating: 0. time spent playing flute: 0. time spent playing guitar: 0 (hey its only the morning). time spent running around house in a rage trying to find independent and element shirts: 30 min. time spent trying to figure out html: 20 min. time spent driving...(ha ha get it?? like the band?? wheeee)
ha ha ha 'dinosaurs will die' by NOFX. what a goofy band
luckily i didn't wake up to my dad's crotch in my face today, which is a relief. instead i woke up to the news that downingtown buses and grace's school both have 2 hour delays so i'm getting driven in late to school! ya! then i get to take this lovely global issues test on sub-saharen africa and i don't know any of the content! ya!
i searched the house 5 times over for my element tank top and independent shirt. they are gone (tear). stuff just dissapears. stuff i've lost:
-black label sweatshirt (2 weeks ago)
-emerica sweatshirt(beginning of school year but actually an upper schooler STOLE it i saw them wearing it and so did emily)
-jacket (ha ha yesterday)
-cd player and dads nice headphones that he doesn't even know i borrowed and i probably wasn't supposed to (yesterday)
-element tank top(?)
independent shirt(?)
-khaki cords(?)
oh where, oh where has all my stuff gone? as luke said 'next your going to lose your shoes, then your board, then your driveway...!!' i'll have to call meghan and ask if i can borrow one of her indie shirts to wear to boarderline.
on wednesday @ set/lighting crew me and megan we cutting metal sheets and i had the best idea...i want to cover my walls w/ metal sheets...and make it look all distressed and dirty and scratched. then my hubcab collection would look like the shit hanging on top of it and also my spoon collection even tho my mom freaked out when she saw it b/c i stole spoons from public places. i should find my spoon collection...i think its at the bottom of my junk trunk. i wonder how much sheet metal costs...where would you go to find out? sheetmetal.com? homedepot.com? ha i was at home depot on tuesday w/ my dad and they had a bunch of wheelchairs in the front for customers who needed them...he he...wheeee...enough said
hmm i should clean my room. it's beginning to smell
this is not a test of the emergency broadcast system, THIS IS THE REAL THING
me
Friday, February 28, 2003
07:10 a.m.
hang like a star, fucking glow in the dark
wheee bright eyes!! tina told me about them, they're pretty good.
talked to lots of people online...christinas boyfriend dave...man he seems so cool, y can't there be more people like him? also emily and jon and jake (whoopee!! he he) and spike and luke. great fun. shits hitting the fan at jons house...and i mean hitting the fan fucking hard...his dad had/is having(?) a fucking affair. his mom gave him a lecture last night on how he shouldn't be like his dad when he grows up. i didn't know what to do to help him so burned him 2 cds last night...emo mix (feat. dashboard, tbs, get-up kids, bright eyes, alkaline trio-shut up i know they're not really emo-long since forgotten, time spent driving, no use for a name, etc) and are you experienced? (jimi hendrix). emily said he really appreciated them...i hope so because i don't really know what else to do.
man emily is NUTS OVER DOG SHIT for him and she basically openly admited it (to him) tonight. i think it might screw herself over but shes so obsessed maybe it was healthy
think the mall fell thro...shannon invited me to go saturday w/ cullen, luke and company. hmmm. think i might go. jon also said we might be doing blue mountain this weekend! ya!!
also we're supposed to get snow tonight...no school would be the shit but i guess maybe not because then we couldn't go to boarderline. i'm really excited, caith promised to help me w/ my ollie.
still can't seem to reach a teacher to write me a letter of recomendation for my scholarship thing! AGH!
i'm out
me
Thursday, February 27, 2003
10:15 p.m.
take your wings outside, you can't fly in here
this morning my dad woke me up. in his whitey tighties and a tshirt. seeing as i was lying down in bed you can guess what i was eye level with. not a pretty site.
in math-study hall now, already reviewed for my global issues exam that i'm going to fail...
emily and cullen want to go to the mall on friday, i know they're going to be so different from what they were expecting. me and meghan were supposed to go to i guess, but we already signed up for the trip to boarderline. emilys sick so hopefully she'll be too sick to go tomorrow so me and meghan don't have to cancel.
peace
me
Thursday, February 27, 2003
11:16 a.m.
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afi
rancid
the juliana theory
pennywise
less than jake
screeching weasel
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no use for a name
propagandhi
green day
lawrence arms
something corporate
osker
dropkick murphys
H2O
tiger army
goldfinger
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