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Wednesday, March 27th, 2002
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ryan is deathly sick and i hope he doesn't get me sick. I mean i dont' want him to be sick, but mono really wouldn't work out for me right now.
groves...you're a beautiful mermaid.
hehe, i just thought i'd tell you that because i'm talking to you right now and i figured a public acknowledgement of how lovely you are would be appropriate right now AND i know that you would never write mean comments on ANYONE'S JOURNALS. (hint hint)
hey booms. i was just thinking about how i always forgot what your name was for awhile so i always referred to you as "red". i'd say, "hey, red is a good time." or "did ya see red dance at winterfest? great." hehe.
this is a silly journal.
SPRING BREAK!
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Tuesday, March 26th, 2002
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Tuesday, March 19th, 2002
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Whit- Yea i'm well aware of the MANY memories that my mother will so carelessly throw away. to make it worse...she wants to move to white lake. hello. white lake is worse than commerce.
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my mom told me she was selling the house. and my brother was really irritating today. and i made my mom cry. because i am a "nasty daugther" and i hate myself more and more every second that i stare at her closed door.
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Tuesday, February 26th, 2002
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o dear. i fear i have become utterly boring. people dont' wanna hang out with foukes... cuz she's boring.
(not even her boyfriend. oy.)
hmm. sad.
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Monday, February 18th, 2002
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I looked at the stars tonight, and realized how sad it is, that they don't really twinkle.
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Saturday, February 16th, 2002
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yea yea yea!! ann arbor!! weeeeeeeee! me and bre went to visit the campus yesterday with donelle. i'm so excited!! i'm going to live in a shitty dorm with shitty food and no security and bums asking me for money
AND I'LL LOVE IT! yea. :)
and you will all visit me.
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Thursday, February 14th, 2002
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so drunk people aren't as fun if you aren't drunk. its just so much funnier when you're in the same state of mind. o well. i still like all of you.
blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
here's what needs to happen: it needs to start snowing really hard so that i can go out in my backyard right now at 1:22 am and lay in my underwear and bra so that i will freeze. and i will feel absolutely nothing after about 25 minutes. maybe i'll even get my newly dyed hair wet so that it will freeze in chunks. then it will happen. an amazing peace will come over me, i will be enlightened, and i will no longer live in a state of restlessness. i will walk to a new beat and everything will be perfect. i will be carefree because the snow has cleansed me.
and if that doesn't happen i'll just die of hypothermia.
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Tuesday, February 12th, 2002
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arhaks;fjqiwoeru a i need to get out of here i need to go to college right now grrraaaah
um, would someone like to tell me when the SUMMER PARTY will be taking place?
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Thursday, February 7th, 2002
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i feel like a sponge. i keep taking in everyone's troubles, pain... whatever you want to call it and absorbing it in my mind. i play and replay everything i hear and then i get really sick i lie in my bed at night for hours thinking of all of these...things...and people... i can't even watch 20/20 because i have these awful dreams about these terrible people. or mislead people. whatever they are to you. i don't understand why everyone has to be going through all of these things i don't understand why everyone has to be just...so unhappy and no one asked me to care and i wish i didn't but i do...and i'm sick and i don't think i'm going to read livejournal anymore because it upsets me.
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Tuesday, February 5th, 2002
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owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. my back hurts!!!! please someone bring me pain killers to school tomorrow. or a dr. pepper because yes. i will be there at 8:45 tomorrow :( While i'm on the subject of bitching... i don't want to talk at the photo curriculum fair. would a certain lindsey yeo like to take my place? :)
i ate a lot of food today. goodness. cheesecake. mmmmmm.
if anyone would like to call me right now that'd be a good time.
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Friday, February 1st, 2002
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I had the best snow day :) Woke up, took a shower...found out no school went back to bed :) Then me and bre went to ryan's house ate food tried to hit the rail failed made a snow fort instead had a big snowball fight with ryan, brother and friend lost horribly ate food went boarding until 10:30 hung out in the park just hit the small jumps next to the kicker hehe. really tired went home ate food.
ahhhhh.
i love snow days.
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Sunday, January 27th, 2002
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If you make my friend cry one more time i swear i will beat you to a bloody pulp.
I am not joking.
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Thursday, January 24th, 2002
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i love all you guys :) you're nice. chels vial: i miss gym as well...ok, not actually the class, but our good times and our non-participating-ness. that was good. linds groves: you are a dink and have cute pants that you wore today that i want. i love groves. skot: you are weird. but i like you. yeo: i love it yeo. hilde: we had fun tonite and "you are creative." bre: remember how we're friends and i love you? yea.
thank you for your nice comments.
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Tuesday, January 22nd, 2002
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my hair is too fuzzy. my lips are too big. my nose is too round. my fingers are too long.
someone told me i looked "different"
i don't know what they meant by that, but i wish they'd shut up.
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Sunday, January 13th, 2002
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yea junior class :) i had fun at the dance. and i wore fake eyelashes. and megan said i looked like i came off the corner of woodward. and i danced a lot. and i had lots of girls come to my house. and they all ate bagels while i went to work. yea :) fun.
hey but you know what's not cool? is when someone you know who really likes to dance only stands with "the boyfriend" and won't hardly acknowledge any of her friends because "the boyfriend" might not like that and just stands like a trophy while "the boyfriend" wraps his protective arms around all of her and then she tells you she's coming to your house but she's just gonna hang out with "the boyfriend" for a little while, don't forget to call her at 12 and when you call she has turned off her cell and you know it's cuz she's with "the boyfriend".
fuck the boyfriend.
o. and i hate the person who keeps commenting on meg's lj. they're mean.
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Sunday, January 6th, 2002
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me and bre snowboarding until 2 and we found todd there and then ryan came it was so fun. and we made a jump. and i hit it. and i landed. and no one laughed. :)
*Amy Steigmeyer. Please tell me you slept all day yesterday or else I will be very angry at you.*
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Saturday, January 5th, 2002
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i'm done i'm done i'm done I'M DONE!!! yea :) i'm so happy i did all that.... it didn't turn out so bad i'm a little disappointed with one piece, but that's ok because I'M DONE!!!!!!
yeo, i really like your photos. like i was thinking about them a minute ago and was like "wow...yeo is so good " :) so its ok that you were at the school for god awful amounts of time because YOUR DONE!!
hmm...see ya guys tomorrow :)
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Thursday, January 3rd, 2002
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hmmm...let's think about this. i am making a portfolio- wait change that. i am THROWING TOGETHER a portfolio, in order to... what? try to get a scholarship to an art school....? yea... i'm not going to art school. so why... maybe cuz i was threatened repeatedly by hinds... o yea. that's why. BUT I'M TIRED AND I WAS AT THE SCHOOL TILL 8.
i wanna go snowboarding... i'm better this year :)
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