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NEW LJ
HI_ANGELENA
THE END.
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[11 Sep 2005|08:34am] |
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I've been a junior for 5 days and I'm already OVER IT...
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[06 Sep 2005|12:08pm] |
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I don't even know why I write in this anymore.
And I just realized how little I care about being e-popular.
Like the great Le Tigre says, "Get off the internet".
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[24 Aug 2005|02:11pm] |
So I'd like to thank my friends for making last night awesome.
Oh yeah, Thanks to Folly too.
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[22 Aug 2005|02:39pm] |
Folly show tomorrow.
So let me know if you're going.
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[21 Aug 2005|02:18pm] |
I don't want it.
I'm not ready for it.
I never asked for it.
Who needs to grow up.
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[16 Aug 2005|11:40pm] |
I'm constantly finding out different things about myself.
Somethings I don't like. Most, I do.
For instance, I never lost my childish enthusiasm. Amd I like that.
Today my Aunt Cynthy took my cousins and I to the Freehold Mall.
I needed to get some things for Andrew. There was a little boy in front of us in line, and he kept putting his hands on his hips and smirking at us. So I proceeded to do the same. We turned it into a game, where whatever he would do, I would copy.
I can't quite imagine what it must have looked like. Seeing an almost adult girl mimicking a 5 year old boy. But it made me feel good. I like having fun. And I suppose it's easiest for me to do from a child's perspective. I was blessed with an abundance of maturity for my age, and also, a child like perspective that, I can see, has now never left me.
And I like that about myself. And I appreciate that part of myself. And I don't see why I should ever have to change that part of myself. Because I won't.
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[15 Aug 2005|02:53pm] |
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I'M AT THE BEACH.
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[09 Aug 2005|11:02am] |
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Ok. I have a funny story.
Last night was my first night of volleyball camp. It was pretty good. I wore this Westwood softball shirt there, and so whenever someone would ask me what town I was from I'd say "Westwood" and I'd turn around a little so they could see that it said "Westwood" on the back of my shirt.
I just realized this morning that it didn't say Westwood on the back of my shirt.
So I was turning around for no apparent reason.
And these people must think I'm on crack.
I. am such. a weirdo.
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[07 Aug 2005|09:50am] |
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My, what a lovely new layout I have.
Twiggy ♥ ♥
I START VOLLEYBALL CAMP TOMORROW NIGHT, FUCKKKK.
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[04 Aug 2005|11:27am] |
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I probably should not be allowed behind the wheel of a car.
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[02 Aug 2005|11:09am] |
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I'm not bored yet.
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[31 Jul 2005|01:50pm] |
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Three cheers for finally getting to see the inside of the Westwood Police Station.
I never want to ride in a police car again. Unless of course, I'm driving it.
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[27 Jul 2005|03:47pm] |
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I don't think it would be possible for me to be any more bored.
Andrew is still sick. It's been a week since I last saw him.
I'm getting a job at the Iron Horse.
I'm stressed out.
And I just want to relax and forget about everyone.
I'm reading this book called Brave New World.
So far it's pretty interesting. I'll probably go read some more of it in a few minutes.
I hate entries like this.
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[24 Jul 2005|04:23pm] |
Dammit.
Sometimes, I just wanna be mean.
I guess I'll just have to take it out on fat scene girls.
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[21 Jul 2005|12:41pm] |
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the most serene republic |
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I should update more. But nothing really goes on with me anymore. Hah.
So I'm sitting here, listening to some good music.
I've gotten into so many wonderful bands lately. It's nice.
It's a nice day today. I think I will meet up with Sean and Steve.
I want to see more of my friends. I'm being lazy.
Work is always interesting. I had a dream last night that this crazy lady I work with (JOAN!) was going to put arsenic in this baby's bottle. But I took the bottle and threw it someplace. And then I called the cops. And then I ran away. Because I didn't want to Joan to kill me.
It was weird.
But when I told the other counselors about my dream this morning, they thought it was funny.
ANYWAY.
Call me if you'd like. I would like to hear from some of you. :)
Be happy.
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[21 Jul 2005|12:35pm] |
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I should update more. But nothing really goes on with me anymore. Hah.
So I'm sitting here, listening to some good music.
I've gotten into so many wonderful bands lately. It's nice.
It's a nice day today. I think I will meet up with Sean and Steve.
I want to see more of my friends. I'm being lazy.
Work is always interesting. I had a dream last night that this crazy lady I work with (JOAN!) was going to put arsenic in this baby's bottle. But I took the bottle and threw it someplace. And then I called the cops. And then I ran away. Because I didn't want to Joan to kill me.
It was weird.
But when I told the other counselors about my dream this morning, they thought it was funny.
ANYWAY.
Call me if you'd like. I would like to hear from some of you. :)
Be happy.
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[12 Jul 2005|09:35pm] |
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Happy Anniversary to me.
2 months. Mmhmmm. Hard to believe, eh?
I advise everyone reading this post to download the song I am listening to right now
(beneficial herbs- kasabian).
I think it's beautiful.
I'm feeling quite symphonic lately.
In fact, there's a good chance I may actually become engulfed in "bittersweet symphony" by the end of the night.
I wish I updated more, but I guess the truth is that I don't have much to say anymore.
There's a chance I may make another journal. One that I may actually open up in.
Because I realize that all posts I make that are, let alone 4 sentences, dont really serve the purpose a journal is supposed to.
I don't feel like being as open with everyone as I know I used to be.
There are things that not everyone needs to know.
And there's no reason you should know everything about me.
After all, then there would be no reason to have any interest in me.
Why care when all the mystery is gone?
It's funny. I never thought the word mystery could be used as a noun.
Until people began to describe me as one.
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[09 Jul 2005|04:24pm] |
To Ian:
I can't tell you how impressed I was by your performance last night.
You all sounded so perfected; so much more mature and organized than most musicians our age.
I wasn't expecting something so good.
I am so proud of you.
To Charlotte, Rupert, and Richard:
I'm so glad I saw you.
We'll be hanging out more.
We need to quit slacking off.
I love you all. FREALZ.
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[02 Jul 2005|01:02pm] |
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Goal for summer:
HANG OUT WITH:
*RUP
*RICHARD
*CHARLOTTE
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*IAN
MORE.
That's all I feel needs to get done.
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