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[16 Jul 2007|07:57am]
[ mood | calm ]

I'm kind of scared. My chest/upper stomach has been hurting since Wednesday. Yesterday/today it has been past the point of tolerable. I went to the doctor, he gave me an antibiotic, it did nothing. Today I'm going to my pediatrician and hopefully someone can tell me what the hell is wrong with me. I've also been having a fever and yesterday I was pretty much unable to get out of bed. I'm too much of a hypochondriac to do any research on my symptoms because then I'll just be convinced that I have the most life-threatening illness. ughhhh crap.

bustles in your hedgerow

[10 Jul 2007|12:25pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]

natalie made me giggle last night when she told me about the reagan youth show at tompkins on the 28th. that will be gnarlyyyyyyyy

i hope i can control the homosexuality unlike the last show at tompkins with the russian girl i attacked.

anyone wanna go stay in brooklyn with me sometime this week or next at my friend jane's apartment?

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[09 Jul 2007|09:23am]
[ mood | absolute crap ]

i suck as a friend and i'm sorry.

bustles in your hedgerow

[21 May 2007|09:38am]
[ mood | confused ]

It was a good three years.

But I decided not to be vegan anymore.

It all started innocently enough on Thursday because I had ice cream tempura and I was like, "what the hell am I doing? This is the best thing I've ever eaten."

So then Friday and Saturday I didn't eat all day either day.

And then yesterday I was just didn't care anymore.

Because all I wanted was a cheeseburger.

I don't if this will last because I somehow feel really guilty.


i know i'm young but if i had to choose her or the sun i'd be one nocturnal son of a gun

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[18 May 2007|10:59am]
[ mood | crazy ]

sadly i remain in love with you

i'd do anything you ask me to.

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everything is gonna burn. [14 May 2007|11:04am]
life is so fucking weird. i'm back in new jersey for good.

well god, i hope not for good good.

whatever, this monkey's gone to heaven.

i'm going to to reinvent myself like madonna soon.
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count the days til she arrives, those precious moments when she is mine. [27 Apr 2007|10:49am]
[ mood | crushed ]

I wrote this for a baby
Who has yet to be born
My brother's first child
I hope that womb's not too warm
Cause it's cold out here
And it'll be quite a shock
To breathe this air
To discover loss

So I'd like to make some changes
Before you arive
So when your new eyes meet mine
They won't see no lies
Just love.


I need to stop listening to sad music.

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please forgive what i have done [23 Apr 2007|11:53am]
[ mood | sympathetic ]

Cause it hurts to discover one's worse and one's better
To suffer or cause others to
And you can live by your conscience
Now guilt is a concept
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Oh how I hope my singing pleases you
Cause this is not who I've become
But what you made me into



And your pills make me dizzy
Forgetting my body
I watch as it walks away
And I just keep drinking the poison
And smoking the cartons
a pack and a half a day

So when time comes to claim me
My friends and my family will gather around my grave
And they'll believe that they knew me and loved me and missed me
And all call me by my name

So imagine what you want
And then hold on to that thought
Cause that's as close as it will ever come
and believe you're where you are
just keep acting out the part
but at the end of the day the trees all get wheeled away
and you'll be standing alone in a blank blank space

bustles in your hedgerow

[27 Mar 2007|11:35am]
[ mood | listless ]

I never thought you'd be a junkie because heroin is so passe.

well said Mr. Taylor Taylor.

oh my gosh. i just thought about a "fusto" from italian class in high school.

it means a "barrel-chested man" and it is the word they use for a hunk.

bustles in your hedgerow

[26 Mar 2007|07:21pm]
I'm an idiot, because my birthday's actually on Sunday. Not Saturday. Whatever.

I'm not in the city yet because I'm sick as hell with bronchitis. Today I dropped off Pat Hughes' backpack at WHS, read a little bit of his Sartre.

Hung out with Gwenny poo. All of which was a mistake, even leaving the house because now I feel even worse.

Anyway, next weekend we must have a giant fiesta for my birthday.

Awww Steve got a mohawk, he just sent me a picture of it.

I miss that kid.
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[24 Mar 2007|01:16pm]
[ mood | crappy ]

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. kriskat41
2. divagirl4188
3. machinemessiah1

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. hair
2. eyes
3. cheekbones

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. hips
2. height
3. beauty marks everywhere

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. Danish
2. Italian
3. Austrian I think.

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. AIDS
2. people being mad at me
3. people not liking me

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. brushing my teeth
2. washing my face
3. coffee

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. pants
2. a shirt
3. a headband

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS: (of the moment)
1. violent femmes
2. joy division
3. the cranberries

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS (of the moment):
1. Radiohead-High and Dry
2. Depeche Mode- the Meaning of Love
3. Bright Eyes- Take it Easy, Love Nothing.

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
1. NO DRAMA
2. ability to chill out and not make my blood stir
3. skot

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order):
1. it's my mommmy's birthday
2. i love my friends
3. i think dust-off is REALLY COOL.

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. reading!!!!!!
2. listening to really sad music
3. eating

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. be calm and serene
2. go somewhere i've never been before
3. go swimming in the ocean

THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
1. unibomber/terrorist
2. president
3. mcdonald's driveup window

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. denmark denmark denmark denmark denmark
2. england, particularly yorkshire
3. seattle seattle seattle seattle seattle

THREE KID'S NAMES YOU DON'T LIKE:
1. sue
2. katie or kate
3. anjelica

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. squat all over the world
2. save people/cure AIDS
3. have children/adopt children

THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:
1. can't take dramarama/listening to girls whine or bitch
2. i love beer
3. i like pissing people off/ getting people to give me dirty looks because i am so badass.

THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A CHICK:
1. i cry every five seconds
2. constantly look at myself in the mirror to look at how huge my stupid hips are.
3. i like being told i'm pretty

THREE CELEB CRUSHES:
1. celebrities
2. suck
3. and are fake

THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW
1. amy
2. becky
3. i'm pretty sure they are the only ones who read my livejournal so anyone else feel free

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[04 Mar 2007|08:26pm]
[ mood | excited ]

Skot came this weekend. It was amazing.

We are stronger than ever.

It's March, my Spring Break's in ten days.

I couldn't be happier.

bustles in your hedgerow

addendum [11 Feb 2007|10:17pm]
Today, while riding through Lancaster County, I honestly thought about what it would be like to be Amish.

They are true anarchists.

Except they still pledge allegiance to God.

Life is too complicated, and I think those people are doing something right.
bustles in your hedgerow

[11 Feb 2007|10:14pm]
[ mood | curious ]

I'm very happy right now.

I'm very excited for the coming months.

I really miss my boyfriend.

He sent me flowers.

I love 20th century music.

that's really it.

I want to lose weight.

I find everything fascinating at this point in my life.

EVERYTHING.

I am a feminist again.

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[03 Feb 2007|10:10pm]
[ mood | crazy ]

FUCK YEAH, ALCOHOES.

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One day these photos will be published all over the internet as, "A rare early look back at three of our beloved tribe of miscrients, the Alcohoes."

I can't wait for this summer. That is if I don't burn down my dorm room first. Why in god's name did I think I could live with three other girls?

I HATE ALL GIRLS other than the above pictured ones, and the rest of you. And Becky Weed. And a few others.

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[03 Jan 2007|10:18pm]
I haven't been on this thing in ages! (My boyfriend doesn't allow modern conveniences when he's around.)

So. It's 2007. Skot crashed my car whilst driving it yesterday, thus pretty much totaling it, and giving me no means by which to leave the house.

Ugh. I hate college. I'm DREADING going back at the end of the month. But I still have three weeks in California to look forward to before I head back to the shittiest city ever. I despise New York. I love it to visit, but living there makes me feel so disgusting. Everything's filthy.

So Aimee, Natalie, and I decided we are definitely moving out there after they graduate. I think I may try my hand at community college, if I feel like it, or just work on music and acting. I feel like I'm wasting a year of my life at this fucking school living with people I don't particularly like or have anything in common with.

dfuigh dsuiofhisuh okay. well it's only halfway through break so it's okay.

I just feel like this is senior year all over again, counting down the days until I can leave.
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[25 Dec 2006|05:22pm]
[ mood | jubilant ]

HAHAHA i can always be counted on to make a fool of myself.

whatever..happy christmas bitches.

we're going to boston next week! everyone.


dumdedumdedumdedumdedumde OHHHH NEW ENGLAND.

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[18 Dec 2006|11:35pm]
[ mood | happy ]

enough with all the melodramatics in my life. (Is that how you use the word, "melodramatics"?)

i'm home, therefore everything's wonderful.

we dyed my hair today!

i have to go into the city tomorrow morning to take one fucking final. and i'm selling back all my books to shakespeare's.

bustles in your hedgerow

You are the reoccurring kind. You never leave my mind. [17 Dec 2006|03:15pm]
[ mood | crazy ]

So. My mom's moving out.

So instead of Skot coming here after Christmas, I'm going to California straight away on the 26th.

To be honest, I'm not sure if I'll come back.

I suppose it's not good enough she's already done this to me once in my life.

and she has the balls to tell me I'm afraid of change.


io ti perdo ma stavolta resto in piedi
anche se qui dentro me qualcosa muore

it's the joy in acceptance.

bustles in your hedgerow

[15 Dec 2006|03:50pm]
[ mood | happy ]

I'm coming home tomorrow.

Yeahhhhhhh

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