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if you're going to be late for dinner, call and let me know. don't leave me waiting. cause now i haven't eaten yet and i'm getting really agitated.
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[13 Aug 2005|01:24pm] |
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this certainly is a sight to see...
i am currently sitting at the computer, wearing jay's hoodie while clutching onto a teddy bear the matt gave me while cuddling underneath a blanket that ray and i first made out under.
i've gotta get outta here.
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[21 Dec 2004|12:52pm] |
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i sooooooooooooo just raped that exam. i seriously violated it.
the eight ID's were ok...not easy, but i knew them well.
the two passages were butts. they pissed me off. one of them was from a play i knew...and it was on the midterm. i remember because i wrote on it on the midterm. but the other one...oooo...i wanted to kick something. i wasn't sure what play it was from cause it could have come from two because they were so similar. but i chose agamemnon...and from my keen eavesdropping skills i learned that i was right. :).
the essay though...that essay was a piece of...something. i had about 10 essay questions to choose from...i chose the one on tragedy being a ground for discussion of social issues in fifth century athens. tragedies used: Oedipus Rex, Hippolytus, The Orestia.
all in all...the exam was ok. now i just have to wait for the grade...and find out what i got on my damn paper! fuck, mike...why haven't you gotten our papers back to us yet?? hrmmmm? the class has been over for a WEEK! A WEEK, FOR PETER THE PUMPKIN EATER'S SAKE! what the fuck.
now i wait for matt to come get me. then....
( ... )
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[28 Nov 2004|09:55am] |
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i thought that this was long overdue...so here it goes.
this journal is:
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[21 Nov 2004|03:52pm] |
You Are Mashed Potatoes |
Oridnary, comforting, and more than a little predictable
You're the glue that holds everyone together.
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[20 Nov 2004|04:41pm] |
You Are From Venus |
You love all forms of beauty. You love dressing up and anything luxurious.
A social butterfly, you're incredibly popular and a great host.
You're known for your fairness and affection. And as a frind to all.
Careful though! You're desire to please may make you too willing to conform.
Be yourself. Focus on what matters to you. You'll be all the more popular for it.
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[17 Nov 2004|09:53pm] |
Take the quiz: "Which Syndicated Radio Talkshow Host Are You?"
Don Imus
You are Don Imus. You can be funny, you can be cynical, and you can be influencial, but you are not the most famous, richest, or controversial. You hold your own.
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[10 Nov 2004|06:42pm] |
Everything is RENT! You have the best ass below
14th street, but still may need someone to
light your candle. Don't worry if you lose
your Angel, can't find your One Song, even if
your girlfriend leaves you to dance the Tango:
Maureen with a fat black woman understudied by
Frenchy Davis. Just remember the love, all
525,600 minutes of it.
In Which New MUSICAL do You Belong? (13 Outcomes & Pictures!)
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[01 Sep 2004|09:55am] |
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it's my life-no doubt |
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so last night i had one of the creepiest dreams of my life. well...maybe not creepy...but very very scary...
i was walking around downtown A2 with a bunch of guys that i met while moving in...i think they were peter, rob, brett and some other guy. anyway, we go into necto, a local club, to see a band play. well, i walk in and see my mom and aunt sitting at the bar, so i run out the door and look at a mural on the wall outside. the mural was of someone being murdered buy a creepy looking man...the woman being killed had her throat slashed. then an old woman stands next to me and stares at the mural. then i notice a creepy looking guy walking right towards me and the old woman. he had a buzz cut, blonde hair, dark eyes...tall and gangly looking. i get this feeling so i cross the street and go into wizzy wigs, an anime store. i watch the guy snatch up the old woman and take her into necto. thinking that the danger is gone, i go outside and continue looking at the mural...it just amazes me. all of a sudden, the creepy guy grabs my hair and pulls me into the bathroom in necto. he closes and locks the door, takes out a knife and holds it to my throat. he says,"in the next 10 seconds, i'm going to scratch your throat." and he does. then he says,"in the next ten seconds, i'm going to scratch your throat again, only this time i'm going to go a bit deeper to cause blood to flow out of your veins." and he does. then he says,"in the next ten seconds, i'm going to slit your throat wide open so that no one can hear your screams even if you could scream." and he does. i fall to the ground while grasping at everything: the air, the sink, the toilet, his pants. i then find some sort of strength and manage to pull myself up and get out of the bathroom. i go into the club and run to the bar. the bar tender just stares blank faced at me like it's no big deal...even though i have blood pouring out of my neck. she calls the hospital and tells them what happens. she then tells me that since he didn't burn me, i'm not an emergency. i find my mother and aunt...and by this time, i have some how managed to speak..and the cut on my throat has begun to scab up. we get the first aid kit and wrap it with gauze...then cotton...then an ace wrap. it's very uncomfortable, so i take it off and look at the wound. it's disgusting with three key points: one on the left, one in the center, and one on the right...each are very deep and distinct. i rewrap my neck and we head off to the hospital. then the garbage truck decided to empty the dumpsters across the street and woke me up.
i think what made this dream even creepier is the fact that while i was out buying my books this morning, i saw the guy who cut my throat. god it was creepy.
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[16 Jul 2004|01:50am] |
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collective soul was awesome again...
but getting a ticket?
...not so much
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[29 Jun 2004|03:06pm] |
You are the Girl Next Door. You're the sweet one.
The quiet one. The one that he doesn't realize
he's got until you're gone.
What Type Of Retro Gal Are You?
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[12 Jun 2004|10:01am] |
| pit_happens's LJ stalker is bdotwoods! | | bdotwoods is stalking you because you made a nasty comment on their LJ. They are also mentally deranged! |
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[06 Apr 2004|09:17pm] |
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my graduation party is june 20th. it's a sunday. mark your calendars. don't make any plans. you're going to be at my house.
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