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[22 Aug 2005|01:36pm]
A lot of things have been made private out of my love/respect for Esmie.
~A friend.
We love you, Esmie!

spill all the ink! [25 Aug 2004|07:24pm]
two shirts and my light switch.Collapse )

That's it. Perhaps things will take a turn for the interesting.

I want to wake up naked next to you. [12 Jul 2004|09:03am]
[ mood | cheerful ]


I'm awake.

FORGET IT; I TAKE IT BACK! [11 Jul 2004|03:04pm]
[ mood | hyper ]

Whiplash like HELL.

Worlds of Fun (amusement park) with Ashley, Anna, and Laura yesterday. It was more of a spur-of-the-moment idea between me and Laura online, and then BAM, we were there at two. Anna felt sick, so during the late afternoon after the three of us rode the Boomerang, she went home left to be with Justin instead. Unfortunately, that left an odd number, which is never convenient on roller coasters as someone will always get left out.

All the rides were great.

Lots of guys there that really need to work on impolite staring.

In the early evening it started raining and later POURING and later lightning and thunder were mixed in. We made the best of it and ran around and splashed each other; it was a memory.

Then we Laura called over these guys who turned out to be seventeen and twins that were.. well, retarded (literally, I'm not fucking kidding, they were probably missing something, I'M NOT BEING MEAN THIS TIME.). After we figured out they were just creepy and pretty gross, they would NOT GET THE MESSAGE; we = getting scared. Then we met up with these other two guys (Korbin and... Vince?) closer to our age, and they followed us around; I think they realized how fucking scared we were when the two twins RAN AFTER US when we tried to flee.

We ended up staying until 10-30 or so. The park is really.. attractive at night. The Zulu especially. Fireworks and shit, too.

Cuddles and kisses, too.

All in all, a pretty good day.

EXCEPT my cell phone is even more fucked up now. I'll have to take it to that Sprint place at Town Center and have them fix that little shit. I took the cover off to find some parts of it a little cracked around the buttons; there's probably water swirling around in it, too.

the kumbacha mushroom peopleeeeee [09 Jul 2004|09:04pm]
[ mood | curious ]

Ninja's survey.Collapse )

Saw Anchorman this afternoon with Jenn. Jenn's cool.

Town Center last night with Ashley, Laura, Anna, Justin, Jon, Mark, Chris.. That was fun. Mark's car is fast fast fast.

Ashley's house yesterday afternoon with Anna, Justin, Mark. weroixcsafm.

I can't remember past that.

I got the CDs Anthonyyyyy sent me today, and they're nice. Thanks, mister.

If anybody's taking health online through Missouri, let me know how hard those tests are (mr. POLO).

All you we do: try hard to be who we think we want to be.


It'll pass.

Holly's dazzling survey.Collapse )

a dead legion of new, cloned followers. [06 Jul 2004|11:09pm]
People are just close-minded and resentful. It's impossible for anyone to be a good person.

So shutup.

Fourth. [05 Jul 2004|11:59am]
Hope everyone had a good Fourth. Mine was pretty enjoyable.

Pictures, of course.Collapse )

A lame attempt at playing the part again. [03 Jul 2004|08:46pm]
[ mood | crazy ]

I moved around some of my account's pictures on photobucket.com, so if I've done your journal for you, you may want to check if your background image is still working. If it is, I already changed the link for you. If not, that means I don't remember your fucking password anymore, and you need to hurry up and give it to me.

That's really about it.

we kept it safe and slow.. [03 Jul 2004|01:11am]
[ mood | disappointed ]

Boring, pointless picture post to fill up time at one-eleven in the morning. dsfs.Collapse )

Need to start carrying my camera around since I'm missing a lot.

you let me violate you... [29 Jun 2004|03:14am]
[ mood | discontent ]

I'm feeling much better than seven hours ago. Thank you.

..although going to bed at ten makes me wake up at shitty hours like three-fifteen in the morning.

My peers and I are very shallow. We focus on appearance and take everything for granted.


That doesn't mean we're not perfectly capable of being saints and philanthropists. We just choose not to be as the sweeping generalizations give us little room to differ.

It's ridiculous that parents tend to expect their offspring to fund all expenses when WE HAVE NO INCOME. Throw us some allowance to manage.

It would be much easier if us humans forgot all of this civilized/superior species nonsense and just embraced ourselves as animals, living in caves and doing nothing but fucking, eating, sleeping, living, dying. No money system, no government, no education, no reasoning/religion, no friends, no enemies, no doctors and diagnosing, no parent/teacher authority, no grounding, no punishment within the household, no laws, no rules, no law enforcement, no "consequences", no disgust for others in our species for pretending to be more profound than their superficial little shit minds will alow them to be-- NOTHING BUT OFFSPRING AND FOOD TO LIVE FOR! So much trouble would be saved. We make everything so difficult.

I remember one theory about how the world was created for beetles/cockroaches-- they can survive so much, and life is much easier for them as they are perfectly content to eat shit of other species and all the dead shits = abundance of food for beetles.

My sophomore schedule looks pretty intimidating-- Sophomore Chemistry, MY ASS. I'm not interested in that higher-curriculum that isn't even weighted. I see no point for me to take it. Neither do my parents. :D

My textbook for taking the health class online came yesterday. On top of that I am blessed with the requirement of reading the six-hundred paged The Once and Future King. <--Fuck that shit. KING ARTHUR STORIES? REALLY? Give us a book that will have us thinking and reasoning and demonstrating our ability to OWN teachers in deep, philosophical discussions regarding life. Fucking idiots that dictate my education. :o(

I'm full of shit early in the morning-- it's good people can't see me like this.

If I get a job at the library as a page next summer, it's about eight bucks an hour.

I'm relieved to have grown up since elementary/middle school.

sdjflks bad reminiscence. [26 Jun 2004|12:22pm]
GROSS: Middle school.Collapse )

Shit. [23 Jun 2004|05:11am]
The five of us were just hanging out, and at around three or so, two cop cars pulled up. got our names, addresses, phones, etc., and since Anna and I are minors, we had the experience of riding (separately) in the cop cars back home. There, a tired, confused and pretty angry version of my father greeted us.

I'll take care of this shit. Esmie style.

I was lucky enough for my mother to be in one of her better moods (bipolar bipolar bipolar!), so after a long "girl" talk, she's on my side. Going to talk to my dad.

I just hope it won't be "a long summer" like the lady cop (who was incredibly nice and understanding.. what's up with that?) said.

I'll have to lay low for the next few days.

I just hope Anna's mom doesn't let the past few days make the next punishment worse.

I'm not so nervous.

We'll be okay.

EDIT: Talked my way out of anything big; reassured my parents and Anna's mom that we will definitely not repeat it, we would have done our best to avoid any trouble had we known, we are not in serious trouble as the cops have left it solely in the parents' hands now.

Also managed to save Justin's ass.

This actually seems like a smaller deal than the usual conflict between me and my parents. I'm supposedly required to be home by 10-30 every night, but they're not forbidding me to see Anna. This kind of grounding will let up in about a week or two.

I guess the whole calm negotiation really works.

..If anybody else needs saving, just ask.

Love is like a role that we play. [22 Jun 2004|12:13am]
[ mood | content ]

Tonight was cool.

Hung out at Town Center with Anna and Amber for a little bit, then we met up with Mark at the Cactus Grill. After dealing with our bitch of a waiter, we were fed up with his neglecting us and got up and left. No payment. Dudsfhlskfj.

Afterwards, Mark drove us around, and we stopped at a red light and pulled one of those Chinese fire drills (where everyone gets out and runs around the car and gets back in before the light changes).

Then we hung out at Oak Park with Ryan, Justin, Chris, Tim, Liz, Brian, and other people I don't know.. You know, how no-good teenagers are supposed to.

I don't want to drift away from some of my friends this summer.

Whoever invented "camp" needs to fucking die, taking so many of my friends away.


This was a pretty pointless post.


keep the world outside. [20 Jun 2004|11:22pm]
Pictures from today HERE.Collapse )

EDIT: Earlier this afternoon, Elle had told me to "go rape a clown", and as Esmie does regularly, I automatically translated it into Spanish for her ("va a violar un payaso"). I somehow shouted it at Mark later in the evening, and he was indignant but understood.

It's always cool when you're learning a new language, and someone who happens to be more of an expert UNDERSTANDS you.

..suicide's something we'd rather not mention here. [20 Jun 2004|03:16pm]
[ mood | chipper ]

Thirty-eight pictures from Sarah'sCollapse )

I won't have to quit doing fucked up shit for anyone but me. [19 Jun 2004|06:11pm]
Well, duh.Collapse )

Pictures from Sarah's last night COMING SOOOOON!

"Maybe humans are just the pet alligators that God flushed down the toilet." [18 Jun 2004|05:44pm]

Mother can't understand.

For all those people that consider someone with devout Christian beliefs as "good" (SUCH AS MY MOTHER):


No one can rightfully declare any religion or set of beliefs as good or bad or right or wrong. THAT'S WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT: Different beliefs just make you feel better about the shitty quality of life on Earth and give you reassurance or guidance or whatever. (This paragraph is a contradiction as it is still based on opinion.)


They aren't necessarily RIGHT, they're not necessarily WRONG. They just ARE.

If there's no proof, I'm not going to believe it. I don't care if you believe it, I just don't.


How do we know that the definitions of "right" and "wrong" we have been fed are "right" at all? Murder could be good. Drugs could be good. Worshipping Satan could be good. (..not that I'm saying that the above is what I believe.)

(..but not that I'm saying it's not.)

A shitload of things (drugs, alcohol, computers, space travel) that we encounter in life today are not covered in the Bible/Koran/Torah/insert religious book here.

I call it safe to say OUTDATED.

Why is it that religion/a set of morals is something inherited, something that kids learn from their mother, their father? Wouldn't a Christian that finds faith after being skeptical be a "better" Christian than one that just adopted it all with no question from the beginning?

Is there ever a real REASON for anything? Or is everything just how it is with no will from anybody?

Is anything NOT based on opinion?

"'You ever wonder if Adam and Eve were just the puppies God dumped because they wouldn't house-train?

...Maybe humans are just the pet alligators that God flushed down the toilet.'" --Lullaby, by Chuck Palahniuk.

I'm never going to be finished with this topic.

"There is no human soul, and I am absolutely for sure seriously not going to fucking cry." [17 Jun 2004|11:50pm]
Ashley's stupid survey.Collapse )

Past couple days have been pretty satisfying.

I wish I had no fear.

On Tuesday I met up with Anna, Justin, Liz, Tim, and Ashley at Town Center, and then we drove down to Incredabowl to watch them with their DDR as I'm horrible. :o) After that we headed back to Town Center for a couple hours, and it was fun because Tim is hysterical and amazing at prank-calling. Afterwards, I spent the night at Anna's.. That got crazy, but it's all better now. I hate that they saw me like that. We ended up sleeping until three.

Not puking anymore.

Today I went over to Ashley's with Anna and Julia (who left early). That was fun too. Then around seven I met up with Ashley, Anna, and Justin at Incredabowl.. Mark somehow showed up randomly, I didn't see him come in. Then Brian.. Then those two left, and the original three of us went over to Subway, where it got crazy, and there was mooning that took place. Afterwards, we met up with John, and then Chris, Mark, and Brian came back. Fun night.

I need the bitch of an assistant principal at my high school to sign my form to take a health class online. She lost the first one that she had for over two weeks since before the end of school. This was her last year, so you'd think she could do her fucking job for the last month or so she's here.

I'm really quite outraged because I saw an AUTOGRAPHED copy of the hardcover version of Diary by Chuck Palahniuk, and my dad refused to buy it (even if I paid him back) because it was "too expensive." $24.95 IS TOO EXPENSIVE FOR MY GOD'S SIGNATURE? Fuck you, old man.

My mother has been attending church as she's unemployed. I don't know if it's for reassurance/salvation/relief or just something to kill time during the day for her. These days it's so hard to tell who's genuine and who's just putting on airs.

That's about it.

when you left that night.. [15 Jun 2004|03:43pm]
[ mood | blank ]

I got one too.Collapse )

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