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I need a cigarette.

I had a dream that the government formed a militia that was supposed to kill people (but I can't remember why) and that everyone came to hide at my house except for you! ):

Even in my dreams I'm worrying about you.

I really really really want to learn how to play more than three chords on my guitar.

Last night was good, then great, then bad, then good again.

I have a few fish-eye pictures I'd like to post but my scanner is broken.
):

I'm so excited because Oscar bought tickets for us to see Brand New/Manchester Orchestra on Thursday night! Hooray, I finally get to see Brand New. I'm too excited to talk about it!

Also, Alex messaged me and said that he received my letter and liked the envelope. He said that he even wrote me back when he got it! (:

Today is just such a good day.

I'm at GCC and I have an hour until Rock History class so I'm going to the Student Union for coffee and a sandwich.

I need a fix cause I'm going down.

It isn't the same but I can be different, I promise.

All in all, I've come to decide that everything that's happened in the past two years were all learning experiences that I should come to appreciate at some point. But part of me can't help but to notice the meaninglessness of certain events in life. It's just, can you really find something to learn when people fuck you over, besides don't let it happen again?

I was going through some older posts and I discovered this. I don't remember posting it. I'm not sure how I feel about this.

I wish I hadn't looked through my old entries. All I read were words from when things were good, when we were happy, and from when my life had a purpose.


I've never been so alone.

Livejournal, I'm sorry for sounding like a whiny bitch all the time, but things really aren't okay right now.

All I've ever wanted in my entire life is to be loved by somebody.

I was out until six in the morning today, slept for three hours, and then woke up at nine. Then I ate a special pizza (courtesy of Oscar) and Marlenne and I slept for an hour in my room, then I went to work.

Ahhhh tired.

Who would like to buy me these?



And these?



Pleaaaaase.

(:

This morning I made a bagel and some coffee and enjoyed the lovely weather with Bruce. He tried to drink my coffee and eat my bagel. Sometimes I wonder if all pit bulls share his never-ending appetite.

Last night in Rock History we listened to some music from Pet Sounds by the Beach Boys which was rather enjoyable. I'm fascinated by that album.

Hey, who would rather stay home and sleep rather than go to work today?
Me.

And now, some pictures.

( Paul is a dead man, miss him, miss him )


Good morning.

Also, I spent ten minutes looking for my Toms while I was getting ready for work only to discover that there is raspberry sherbet on the left one! ): I think it's time for new ones.

I need to live here.

Stinky and I just had an hour long conversation about Bruce assasinating the president. But then I remembered the Patriot Act and now I'm sort of freaked out.

http://www.paulisdeadhoax.com/

I came across this website and I found it really really interesting. I've always wondered where the Paul is Dead theory came from and there seems to be a ton of references to it on most of the Beatles albums. It's worth the time to read the clues.

things i need:

-to lose 30 lbs
-a clean room
-to finish my response paper for Philosophy
-English paper
-pay day
-film prints
-a working car ):
-a typewriter
-more time to write to-do lists

I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me

I'm waiting for Marlenne to come over and I must say, it's been a pleasant morning so far. I'm enjoying today a lot and I thought I'd let you know.

You wrap your arms around
A feeling that surrounds
Like a liquid peppermint
Just taste the drinks that she served

And this feeling shivers down your spine
Love comes in colors I can't deny
All that matters is love, love, your love

You're sleeping in your bed
Just rest your weary head
Maybe you shouldn't care
Throw away those dreams and dare

And I wonder if it matters to me
Love comes in colors I can't deny
All that shimmers is love, love, your love
Your love
Your love