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[17 Jan 2006|12:39am] |
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You know the routine. Comment and I'll add you! ♥
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| **siiigh** |
[21 Jan 2005|12:57am] |
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You....yes YOU! |
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The words have been drained from this pencil
Sweet words that I want to give you
And I can't sleep
I need to tell you
Goodnight...
When we're together
I feel perfect
When I'm pulled away from you
I fall apart
All you say is sacred to me
Your eyes are so true
I can't look away
As we lay in the stillness
You whisper to me...
"Baby, marry me. Promise you'll stay with me."
Oh you don't have to ask me.
You know you're all that I live for.
You know i'd die just to hold you,
Stay with you.
Somehow I'll show you
That you are my night sky
I've always been right behind you
Now I'll always be right beside you
So many nights
I've cried myself to sleep
Now that you love me
I love myself
I never thought I would say that
I never thought there'd be you......
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| I am THE BRIDE |
[18 Jan 2005|03:56am] |
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My baby shot me down...so i grabbed a sword and sliced him |
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I sit here shivering in my short pajama dress thing and I wonder. It will be a year since we met and it will be the year that I dread. 2004 was suppose to be a year filled with hopes and dreams, my year. You sucked out my blood and left the poison flow through my veins. You are nothing but a sick fuck with the wrong intentions. Reading half of what you wrote is nothing short of depressing. It just proves to me that you are a lost soul that is sheltered from the real world with false ideals and corrupt moral integrity. You don't even deserve to be called a devil. That title is too worthy of your name. You're just a majdoube who will end up just like the son in PSYCHO. Regret this asshole.
Thank you and please come again.
On a lighter note, I want cocoa...with marshmellows. Yum.
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| Satanic Verses |
[16 Jan 2005|05:36pm] |
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Dum dum dum dum DUUM! |
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Hey bobos! I got a digital camera....meaning fun fun pics and fun times!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO chocoolate!!
<3 <3 <3
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| Yaaaay!! |
[10 Jan 2005|02:16am] |
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Venga Boys- We're going to Ibiza |
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It's my birthday today!! I turn 19!! ^________^
Yaaaay!! LoL school in the morning, Chinese Food in the nite!!!
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| Ly o lay ale loya |
[02 Jan 2005|10:23pm] |
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The Waitresses- I know what boys want |
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Ok. Well, when I was trying to sleep last night, my hand crept under my pillow which my fingers fell upon something cold and limp. Before everyone gets all perverted, listen to this. I get up and turn on my lights and overturned my pillow. I found a dead baby lizard....
Yah it was gross and scary at the same time. Does anyone have an idea of what its suppose to mean? I mean I've heard of tooth fairies and teeth, but NOT DEAD BABY LIZARDS.
Yuck. I had to wash all my bed sheets today.
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| Goodbye 2004 |
[31 Dec 2004|09:30pm] |
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 Like last year, crampy...haha |
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Lalalala and something for God... |
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I'm a lama. What are you?? Are you a lama too?
Too many cries, not enough smiles; the terror of my trials.
2004, I'm happy to see you finally flee
2005, will you be better for me?
I am happy to say I'm quite stronger
Lama refuses to suffer any longer
I am happy to say I'm quite braver
Bring on the challanges, bring on the "danger"!
I am happy to say I'm quite wiser
Aware of pricks and kaisers (long story)
I am happy to say I'm quite crunchier
With happy chemicals in hand and nice soft fur (haha..)
Lama still has a long way to go
Still too many mountains to climb,
Holes to burrow.
Lama still has to grow.
I'm a lama. What are you?? Are you a lama too?
Too many sighs, not enough laughs
I'm smiling now, TAKE THAT!!!
2004, I'm happy to see you finally flee
2005, I know, somehow, you may be better for me
:)
Bye bye
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| You're dying Satine... |
[28 Dec 2004|02:57pm] |
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Come What May.... |
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The Moulin Rouge....is so beautiful and sad...*tears*
Like life.
The Show Must go On...
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[24 Dec 2004|06:14pm] |
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Hark the Herald ANGELS SING! |
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MERRY X-MAS EVE BIACHES!!!! BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I wish for peace and love and all that good stuff. Bye bye!
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| CHOCOLATE!!!! |
[21 Dec 2004|08:09pm] |
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Come Josephine....in my flying machine |
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Happy anniversary Livejournal. It's been a year since I've entered your world of madness. Different screen names but same insanity. *sigh*
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[19 Dec 2004|03:43am] |
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Nsync- The game is over (haha) |
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Three in the MORNING! Cruising around....
Show last nite....quite fun. Seeing michael jam with a screamo band was awesomtablous.
Driving lesson today with a pro. hmmmm...
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| YAAAAAAY |
[17 Dec 2004|03:01pm] |
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Rocko's Modern liiiife |
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DONE WITH FINALS....THANK THE LOOOOORD!!!!!!!!
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| Is it written? |
[14 Dec 2004|01:08am] |
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Theme of Aragorn and Arwen |
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Remembering is a bitch...
"And to what I hold, I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone."
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| Queee?? |
[11 Dec 2004|01:11pm] |
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Another day, another heartbreak |
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Finals make me feeel so lonely and sad....;_;.
I wannnnna go out!!! Is noooo fair I tell you....nooo faiiir!!!
And I keep having these weird dreams. They scare me sometimes. On a lighter note, I'm getting me highlights dis week..on tuesday to be exact. I shall take a pic and show everyone online. Whoohooo!!
Bye bye....^_^
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[07 Dec 2004|09:35pm] |
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Damien Rice- Volcanos |
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Scheduele for the Week
Monday
Morning: Finish two music papers
Midday: Go to Barnes and Nobles, purchase Brown Girl in the Ring
Afternoon-Evening: Finish the damn 259 page book
Evening-Late Night: Possible Nap-Arabic Time
Tuesday
Morning: Drive myself crazy and go to school
Midday: Get home and start last english paper
Afternoon-Evening: Get my ass to karate, get the red belt and dip
I GOT MY RED BELT :).
BUUUUUUT SADLY ENOUGH, SOME FREAKING CLEPTO FROM THE KEY JACKED MY SENIOR PURPLE BELT ;____;. I HOPE TO GOD SOMEONE RETURNS IT....THAT BELT HAS BEEN MY BLOOD, SWEAT, AND TEARS OF MY TURBULENT SUMMER. IT MEANS THE WORLD TO MEEE ;_____;
Anyways, here's the rest of the scheduele....
Evening-Late night: Review Music, try to finish english paper...if possible. (maybe some Arabic)
Wednesday
Morning-Midday: INR review, music final, and math grade :p
Afternoon-Late night: Arabic!!! (english paper as well, if I don't convince my teacher to make it due friday)
Thursday
Morning: Turn in english paper (let's pray it can be turned in friday) and ARABIC FINAL!!
Midday: Go home and rest (hopefully)
Afternoon-Evening: Work (Karate...if possible haha)
Late Evening: Finish english paper, if God has mercy on my soul or better yet...REST until next week's madness ;_;
Someone hand me a tissue...
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| Can i still shoot myself? |
[06 Dec 2004|06:07am] |
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The Killers- Somebody told me |
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Scheduele for the Week
Monday
Morning: Finish two music papers
Midday: Go to Barnes and Nobles, purchase Brown Girl in the Ring
Afternoon-Evening: Finish the damn 259 page book
Evening-Late Night: Possible Nap-Arabic Time
Tuesday
Morning: Drive myself crazy and go to school
Midday: Get home and start last english paper
Afternoon-Evening: Get my ass to karate, get the red belt and dip
Evening-Late night: Review Music, try to finish english paper...if possible. (maybe some Arabic)
Wednesday
Morning-Midday: INR review, music final, and math grade :p
Afternoon-Late night: Arabic!!! (english paper as well, if I don't convince my teacher to make it due friday)
Thursday
Morning: Turn in english paper (let's pray it can be turned in friday) and ARABIC FINAL!!
Midday: Go home and rest (hopefully)
Afternoon-Evening: Work (Karate...if possible haha)
Late Evening: Finish english paper, if God has mercy on my soul or better yet...REST until next week's madness ;_;
Yes....i wanna cry so bad. *cries*
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[05 Dec 2004|08:12pm] |
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Someone to die for |
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I hate finals and papers. Oh how I hate them.
If they were real living breathing organisms, I'd kill them all...shooting them all in the face. Yes yes.
Side note: I tried to download the ashlee simpson video, and it gave me a beatles' video of Lucy or something....*rolls eyes*
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| If sarcasm could kill |
[03 Dec 2004|07:15pm] |
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Marylin Manson- Personal Jesus |
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This fire is outta controool!! Rawr...
Thanks people. I really appreciate...I'll see you on Jan. 10th.
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[03 Dec 2004|01:16am] |
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Don't want to anymore. Every time I look, it rips a part of me up. Damn.
Don't look back, even if your curiousity kills you.
Don't give your enemies mercy or your crooked smile.
Let God deal with their stupidity.
Once an idiot, always an idiot.
The wise recognize their foolishness, but the foolish believe they are EVER SOO wise.
The future's there. I have to hold onto it, not the past. Fuck the past. It was great, sad, but now it's over.
You're not part of my future. I'm locking you out. I'm not gonna bother anymore. It's over.
Sound familiar?? It does?? Oh well.
Uninvited.
haha.
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| Till then... |
[30 Nov 2004|11:15pm] |
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Feelings I can't fight... |
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Why why why why why!!!!!!!!!
ARGHHHH!!! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!
grrrr why someone tell me why!!!
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