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May. 29th, 2006 | 09:06 pm
mood:
shitfuckihatemyfamily
I've recently been very interested in my drems and other people's dreams. I'm going to make a "Dream Journal' tonight so I can start keeping track of them. Hopefully it works. I wonder what field of science studies the sub-concious mind? It seems like very interesting to me.
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CORONA......extra?
May. 22nd, 2006 | 08:04 pm
mood:
distressed
music: Sia: Butterflies
seriously...today has been one hell of a day. By six-thirty I was shaking in my seat, choking back tears....and secrets.
I'm not saying I'm not happy tho....I mean so many awesome things have been happening lately that I can hardly stand it. But today was just one of those days. You know, when life knocks you on your feet, you get up, brush yourself off, asnd start walking again. Well I think that by the time I got on my feet I hardly had enough time to blink (let alone clean myself off and start moving again) so I have really goten absolutely nowhere emotionally today.
Aside from just today, school has been EXREMELY stressful now that it's almost the end of teh year. I must admit, however, freshman year has gone by faster than any school year that I've endured yet.
so I guess there are some things I can't say about why I'm kinda upset today. It's not mine to tell....and so yeah. One thign I must say though is that there are a lot of really fucked up things in this world. Seriously I thought I knew the half of it, but I wasn't even gettign started. I swear I will never feel unhappy with my family or my home ever ever again. I have to be one of teh luckiest people in the world.
On a different thought: It just gives me the chills how the past has it's way of coming up to haunt you like a fucking nightmare....or is it a nightmare? I just can't decide. Anyway...the air, the looks, the entire vibe was awkwarder than anything I have ever experienced. Yet slightly eerie at the same time....definitely brought back some crazy...maybe slightly embarrasing...regretful memories. Jesus I have the fucking chills so bad.
On a very opposite and more recent, accurate note: There's a certain someone who has had a tendency to make me smile a lot as of late. At the same time...there are complications...whch tie into a previous subject...yadayadayada....can't really explain it. shit...everythign is so fucking confusing.
I guess the best thign to do right now is just sit back and kindof let thigns flow. This current is to strong to try to control.....I would get swept away down some deadly waterfall if I even tried...so I'll just set up a plastic lawnchair with soem tanning oil and a corona, and sit back to enjoy whatever kind of movie this life turns out to be.
PS: GET GOATS HIGH
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CORONA..........extra?
May. 22nd, 2006 | 08:00 pm
mood:
crushed
music: Sia: Butterflies
seriously...today has been one hell of a day. By six-thirty I was shaking in my seat, choking back tears....and secrets.
I'm not saying I'm not happy tho....I mean so many awesome things have been happening lately that I can hardly stand it. But today was just one of those days. You know, when life knocks you on your feet, you get up, brush yourself off, asnd start walking again. Well I think that by the time I got on my feet I hardly had enough time to blink (let alone clean myself off and start moving again) so I have really goten absolutely nowhere emotionally today.
Aside from just today, school has been EXREMELY stressful now that it's almost the end of teh year. I must admit, however, freshman year has gone by faster than any school year that I've endured yet.
so I guess there are some things I can't say about why I'm kinda upset today. It's not mine to tell....and so yeah. One thign I must say though is that there are a lot of really fucked up things in this world. Seriously I thought I knew the half of it, but I wasn't even gettign started. I swear I will never feel unhappy with my family or my home ever ever again. I have to be one of teh luckiest people in the world.
On a different thought: It just gives me the chills how the past has it's way of coming up to haunt you like a fucking nightmare....or is it a nightmare? I just can't decide. Anyway...the air, the looks, the entire vibe was awkwarder than anything I have ever experienced. Yet slightly eerie at the same time....definitely brought back some crazy...maybe slightly embarrasing...regretful memories. Jesus I have the fucking chills so bad.
On a very opposite and more recent, accurate note: There's a certain someone who has had a tendency to make me smile a lot as of late. At the same time...there are complications...whch tie into a previous subject...yadayadayada....can't really explain it. shit...everythign is so fucking confusing.
I guess the best thign to do right now is just sit back and kindof let thigns flow. This current is to strong to try to control.....I would get swept away down some deadly waterfall if I even tried...so I'll just set up a plastic lawnchair with soem tanning oil and a corona, and sit back to enjoy whatever kind of movie this life turns out to be.
PS: GET GOATS HIGH
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It's so much better, when sea foam green is in fashion....
May. 4th, 2006 | 01:07 am
mood:
complacent
music: incubus: are you in?
a sturdy connection to earth
keeps me in my resting place
then stretches up towards the sky
into her cloudy warm embrace
each limb a legend of it's own
my skin like a living trace
of a history most condone
that i've stood out in this place
i've stood here for five hundred years
and felt as each wind changed
sad to think, with a man & a blade
my birds-eye view could instantly fade
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I went on the most fucked up ride ever after school yesterday...but it was still pretty fun. McHugh decided to take us "exploring". We pretty much got lost on the crappiest road with ruts adn rivers going thru it that was always either so steep up or down that we had to get of our bikes and walk them. At one point we got to a road and we could see to our left, down a steep, rocky, dead tick brush-covered hill....some farm houses and a little paved road. after a while the road started drifting away from the houses so Garret and Spencer decide that we need to "mob it down the hill" so we all got off our bikes and began walking them down teh hill. It was soooo hard dragging my bike over all the tick brush...adn everythime you stepped your feet would sink into the dead scratchy sticks makign tons of little cuts on the ankles. and then trying to drag the bike after me as it was getting stuck in bushes. it was steep as a mother fucker, bt we finally got down and found ourselves somewhere on caves highway. We got back to the school liek 45 minutes late, too. everyone but me was covered in poison oak today...hehe...i dont get poison oak...hehe.
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You left me with nothing, but I've worked with less...
Apr. 26th, 2006 | 01:57 pm
mood:
I have to pee!!!
music: The Doors: Strange
As we weave these stitches
A work of art is created
Ever color of the rainbow
Glows through like a halo
Each night as we lay to sleep
A few more stitches are silently weaved
Nimble fingers thread the eye
As strong palms lift me up to the sky
And when the going gets rough
When this sunny love becomes a storm
We'll use this work of art we've created
To keep us safely warm
Big love and happiness to all! <3 :)
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Little mister limp dick is up to his old tricks, and he thought he'd call me just one last time...
Apr. 18th, 2006 | 07:53 pm
mood:
spirals...
music: Aimee Mann: You're with stupid now
I'll start with fourth period, since nothing too insteresting happened before then. Me and Kimi decided to ditch class and hang out in the barn. It was my very first real ditching experience, and it was nice, though I can't let myself make a habit of it. Kimi and I just really couldn't stand one more day of listening to Mr. Bickle's srawny redneck ass, going on about how to slaughter pigs and cows na dwhich breeds make the best meat yadda yadda.... I hate that asshole for trying to make me watch him castrate a pig and telling me to suck it up when I was crying. He should get punched in the face. I really wish Ms. Fogg could come back.
Then I went on an extremely kick ass bike ride after school. About seven of us went up Kerby Mainline road and up a powerline road, through the limestones, and down behind the school. There were some pretty tough hills, but the views were pretty nice. Not the nicest....but very nice. I also seem to be havign no trouble whatsoever anymore with keeping up. I was actually one of the first ones back. I got so muddy tho....adn I almost got in liek five wrecks coming down really fast on the rocks and ruts. I love downhilling...it's so fun. And I probably go a lot faster than I should downhill...but one of these days when I'm not so lucky and I do get hurt really bad, I might slow down a little.
By the time I was done my face was completely covered in mud speckles. My mom had to get something in Shop Smart so I was sitting in the car, half dead and muddy, when Mikhail and Tony popped up out of nowhere to say hi. That was cool cuz Tony has been gone and I haven't said hi to him in forever. And Mikhail I haven't seen for a while too.
Then, on the way home I saw Ken walking down the road. I made my mom stop and turn around so I could say hi. I haven't seen him in over a year. He was carrying video games tho, and was taller than ever, so I don't think much has changed since I last saw him.lol
That's about it for now. I heart tie-dye.
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Every song has a you. A you the singer sings to.
Apr. 17th, 2006 | 07:51 pm
mood:
awesome
music: Beck: Something Missing
I can't even begin to express my love for music, and playing music, and writing music, and listening to music. Music is truly, my one and only passion. Music is my joy and sadness and anger and jealousy and greed. Music is my life. ♥
I'm watching a TV show about a dildo factory. It's hilarious cuz these peopel are talking all seriously about the technical side of dildos and other sex toys. It's pretty much fucking hilarious.
"When i need to wipe my face
I use the back of my hand
And i like to take up space
Just because i can
And i use my dress
To wipe up my drink
I care less and less
What people think
And you are so lame
You always dissapoint me
It's kind of like our running joke
But it's really not funny
And i just want you to live up to
The image of you i create
I see you and i'm so unsatisfied
I see you and i dilate
So i'll walk the plank
And i'll jump with a smile
If i'm gonna go down
I'm gonna do it with style
And you won't see me surrender
You won't hear me confess
'cuz you've left me with nothing
But i've worked with less
When i say you sucked my brain out
The english translation
Is i am in love with you
And it is no fun
But i don't use words like love
'cuz works like that don't matter
But don't look so offended
You know, you should be flattered
And i wake up in the night
In some big hotel bed
And my hands grope for the light
And my hands grope for my head
The world is my oyster
The road is my home
And i know that i'm better
Off alone"
-Ani Difranco
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Don't think cause I'm easy, I'm naive...
Apr. 15th, 2006 | 05:57 pm
mood:
artistic
music: Bjork: I miss you
I noticed that I take most of my most basic posessions for granted. I was just looking around my room earlier and I realized that all of that crap in there is mine! It's not a bad thing....It's just crazy that it was always just there before, but never of any importance. Today I sat and looked aroudn my room and noticed that every little thing in there was mine, and was being kept for some seperate, significant reason. Everything has some sort of memory atached to it....like its own little story. But anyways....I'm glad, cuz now I can enjoy being in my own room just a little bit more.
I went to grants pass today to shop for my birthday. I was supposed to go to my bike race, but I didn't feel very good. I'm kinda sick-ish. Anyways, I got the following for my birthday:
I ♥ Bullet charts!! ...so oranized*sigh* |:nP
I love Ani Difranco's lyrics so much. They're so bold...and almost even shocking at times. Especially when you hear the way she sings the words. She's definitely one of my biggest idols. Her lyrics are so complex, and I actually enjoy reading them.
Ani Difranco: Untouchable Face
think i'm going for a walk now
i feel a little unsteady
i don't want nobody to follow me
'cept maybe you
i could make you happy you know
if you weren't already
i could do a lot of things
and i do
tell you the truth i prefer
the worst of you
too bad you had to have a better half
she's not really my type
but i think you two are forever
and i hate to say it but
you're perfect together
so fuck you
and your untouchable face
and fuck you
for existing in the first place
and who am i
that i should be vying for your touch
and who am i
i bet you can't even tell me that much
two-thirty in the morning
and my gas tank will be empty soon
neon sign on the horizon
rubbing elbows with the moon
a safe haven of sleepless
where the deep fryer's always on
radio is counting down
the top 20 country songs
and out on the porch the fly strip is
waving like a flag in the wind
y'know, i don't look forward
to seeing you again soon
you'll look like a photograph of yourself
taken from far far away
and i won't know what to do
and i won't know what to say
except fuck you
and your untouchable face
and fuck you
for existing in the first place
and who am i
that i should be vying for your touch
and who am i
i bet you can't even tell me that much
two-thirty in the morning
and my gas tank will be empty soon
neon sign on the horizon
rubbing elbows with the moon
a safe haven of sleepless
where the deep fryer's always on
radio is counting down
the top 20 country songs
and out on the porch the fly strip is
waving like a flag in the wind
y'know, i don't look forward
to seeing you again soon
you'll look like a photograph of yourself
taken from far far away
and i won't know what to do
and i won't know what to say
Chorus
see you and i'm so perplexed
what was i thinking
what will i think of next
where can i hide
in the back room there's a lamp
that hangs over the pool table
and when the fan is on it swings
gently side to side
there's a changing constellation
of balls as we are playing
i see orion and say nothing
the only thing i can think of saying
Chorus
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purple kush is tehe bizzon man!
Apr. 14th, 2006 | 08:42 pm
mood:
achy
music: Eve 6: Burn
Today I just spent at home...I'm starting to feel sick-ish ....which sucks cuz I have a race tomorrow. Hopefully I feel better by morning.
I just watched the saddest movie ever! It was brokeback mountain. So kinky...yet so sad. I cried. And got a little turned on. Okay sorry.....it's just theyre both so f-ing hot. It was sadder than it was hot tho. Very very sad.
You know what I think would be really fun to do that I promised myself I would do one day? Hop a freight train. I dotn care where....just sleeping in a box car....watching everythign go by. I bet you would see a lot of things people don't usually see. Cuz you know trains don't always go by the roads....especailly in the mountains. I bet it would be an amazing experience.
***
Just hide it in the closet
Hope it goes away
Lock up all my demons
To face another day
You can have your cancer
Just keep it far away from me
I'm not another dirty dancer
to play with as you please
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Why am I so afraid of change?
Apr. 8th, 2006 | 07:53 pm
mood:
peacefully mending
music: red hot chile peppers: under the bridge
I absolutely love Takilma and all the awesome hippies.
I need to start planning my birthday...since it's coming up next month. I think I want to camp out in the redwoods....either that or just go there for the day, then come back to my house and get wasted. I don't know who I'm inviting yet....or what day it will be, but I can't wait. Since I'm going to be fifteen...I'm starting to learn how to drive. We only have two stick-shift cars....so I guess that's what I'll be learning on.
My dad as most of you know is still in nursing school....and I have the most fascinating story to tell whoever is reading this about that. He's recently been learning to work with severely mentally and physically disabled children that have to live in hospitals. Out of all 58 children at the place he will be working, only one can talk. All the others have made up there own ways of communicating. Soem can use sign language, and soem can only grunt or shreik. Most of them com with a little handbook saying what they want when they do a certain thing. My dad said one girl can only nod yes or no....so in order to figure out what she wants you kindof have to play 21 questions with her. After a couple days he gets to choose one to work with for a period of time. He said that some of them are so deformed they just lay on the floor in wierd contorted positions with their eyes rolled back in their heads. He said in teh part of teh hospital where they live, all teh rooms are painted bright colors and there are toys adn books adn other entertaining things everywhere. He said they also throw parties all the time and even have prom dances for them. I think it's so sweet. And the families can come to picnics and barbecues they have for the kids all teh time. I think my dad might be even considering doing this full time when he gets out of school. I think it's so sweet, it almost makes me want to cry.lol
"Brains over Cleavage" .....I wish more teenagers believed in that. I guess I should be saying "brains over penis" as well...seeing that girls can be just as shallow. I think it's a nice little three word saying..