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[30 Oct 2006|01:40am]
[ mood | sleepy ]

(this is emo but I adore this song)

it started with a dedication
"lost in admiration - happy birthday - i'm forever yours - blossom"
faded red inside a tiny book of butterflies
i smiled surprised at how when flickered through
the wings flew by spelled out my name...

six months went by the summer lost
obsessively the letters dropped into my life
the same soft blood smooth flowing hand
"please try to understand - i have to see you - have to feel you -
tell you all the ways i need you - yours forever in love... "

strange attraction spreads it's wings
it varies but the smallest things
you never know how anything will change
strange attraction spreads it's wings
and alters but the smallest things
you never know how anything will fade

the year grew old incessantly she wrote to me
she'd started smoking poetry!
i laughed in recognition of a favourite phrase
she'd pulled me in...
i answered her
a christmas card in sepia
arranging when and where
and how the two of us should meet...

her opening so well prepared
a nervous smile
i couldn't take my eyes from her
she whispered
"can i use some of your lipstick?"
it was perfect so believable
i couldn't help but feel that it was real
and kissing crimson fell into her waiting arms...

strange attraction spreads it's wings
it varies but the smallest things
you never know how anything will change
strange attraction spreads it's wings
and alters but the smallest things
you never know how anything will fade

so alone into the cold new year without another word from her
i wrote to ask if we could maybe meet again before the spring
but weeks went by with no reply until once more my birthday came
and with it my surprise but this time nothing was the same...

"i'm sorry - blame infatuation - blame imagination -
i was sure you'd be the one but i was wrong -
it seems reality destroys our dreams - i won't forget you - blossom"
faded red inside a tiny book of old goodbyes...

strange attraction spreads it's wings
it varies but the smallest things
you never know how anything will change
strange attraction spreads it's wings
and alters but the smallest things
and you never know

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[24 Jun 2006|08:49pm]
We broke up.





I FUCKING HATE THIS.
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[22 Jun 2006|08:40pm]
Love hurts.

Lately it seems like everyone and their mom (and MY mom!) has come to me with relationship problems. I feel like a counselor or something. So, that's the only conclusion I can come to. Love Hurts.

Love makes you vulnerable. It's an excuse to be emotional about something. It also feels good. To laugh and cry and love. But when people are sad about love, it seems like nothing will cheer them up.

I feel like I've run out of good advice :/
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[18 May 2006|12:21am]
[ mood | sweaty and gross. ]

I'm so nosy~ I've been reading through friends-of-friends livejournals for a bit, amusing myself with other people's drama/business. I really shouldn't. I dunno how I got back into livejournal again, anyway. Oh yeah, the phone thing.
It occured to me that most people write in livejournal/myspace as a sort of self-validation. Hell, it feels good to sit around talking about yourself to the oblivion that is the internet, or to any potential hot-guy stalkers you might have. Sure, most of us'll probably never have one of those. But there's always that glimmer of possibility. After all, anything's possible on the internet. Hell, I'd even take hot-girl stalkers. I'm easy like that.

I've said "I"/"me"/"myself" 13 times in this post so far. My motives are blatantly self-validating. And I don't give a flying fuck.

Thank god it's sunny out. Now I just need a car with working A/C.

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[11 May 2006|05:03pm]
I haven't read livejournal in FOREVER, but I just wanted everyone to know I got a new phone number, so don't try to call my old one cause uhh one of my cats was running around and smashed it into the wall and it's completely busted!

New number: 206 354-2002
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[09 Feb 2006|11:14pm]
:)
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[30 Nov 2005|02:33am]
[ mood | crappy ]

I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep tonight. :/

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HP [18 Nov 2005|07:04pm]
OMG HARRY POTTER TONIGHT!!!


*joy*
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*wipes the dust off her liveJOURNAL* [08 Nov 2005|05:00pm]
[ mood | Damn lucky! ]

I got a job teaching piano to little kids for $40/hr.
:D :D



How is everyone doing?
Give me a call sometime. :)

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[20 Sep 2005|10:43pm]
[ mood | blah ]

Don't you hate it when someone asks you a question just for the sake of asking? Just so you'll ask them a question? Or just to be nice? And they don't really care about the answer? I hate that. If you don't care about my response to your question, please don't ask me at all. I would rather not take up your VALUABLE TIME giving you information you don't care to hear.

Thank you and good night.

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[29 Aug 2005|09:54pm]
Woohoo I got a waitress job at The Coho Cafe in Redmond!
http://www.cohocafe.com

Come eat there and I will not give you free food or serve alcohol to minors!
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Caliiii [15 Aug 2005|07:02pm]
Going on vacation tomorrow to Cally-fornication-ya, avec ma famille and michelle and my mom's boyfriend George's family... haha. Should be a fun caravan. and, get this, all EIGHT of us are flying standby. Omg--maybewellallgetonthesameplane! (haha right.) I plan to take loads of pictures and post them all upon my return next week. I'm excited!

Oh and Wednesday is my birthday, but I'll be on vacation. Happy EarlyBirthday to me! 20 years old, that's two decades I've managed to live through so far. Only about 5 more to go! :D
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High School....... [02 Aug 2005|09:02pm]
[ mood | nostalgic ]

Well as many of you probably DON'T know, I'm going to be moving to Bellevue soon, and starting school again at BCC in the fall. Tonight I figured I would start going through my closet to sort my old stuff, and I found two boxes stuffed full of old notes and letters and photographs and memories from high school. Needless to say I became distracted for a bit hehe. It was almost a shock to my system to see and read about the stuff that was going on only a few years ago, and how much has changed... and how little has changed. I felt like I was right back in the swing of it all, like it hasn't already been over a year since the last day of school. So much stuff forgotten already too, but one glance at a note or picture and it all came flooding back. I feel like a different person than I was, but sometimes I think I'm just the same person in different circumstances. Have I grown at ALL since those days of notes under Minugh's nose, drugs at delane's, ali and sarah, skipping school, jazz band trips, crazy emotional angst...? And if I haven't, is that such a bad thing? What is "growth" anyway but experiencing the different phases of life? I think if I was thrown back into the same situations with the same people, I would act almost exactly the same way. And I don't think there's anything wrong with that.
I guess that chapter of my life is officially over now, which I haven't really thought about up until now. I think I spent most of this past year trying to forget everything that happened and move on, and apparently I was really really successful, because all these things, feelings, memories, seem like they occured a lifetime ago. And it really hasn't been that long. It's sad that I may never see or speak to some of my old friends again, not to mention that the relationships I do maintain will most likely never be the same. Although I suppose that is my choice, just like the path that my life goes in is also my choice. Which is a comfort. I still have phone numbers, I still have AIM screen names, all is not lost. And I am moving forward as well, into the unknown, with new faces, excitements and opportunities. But for now, I think I'll reminisce a little longer...

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[20 Jun 2005|10:05pm]
Ugh.
I'm tired of being a girl.
I'm tired of feeling like as a female I have to be a sex object and obtain a certain level of sexiness in order to have any real worth in the world.
I know that sounds like a total exaggeration and a stupid thing to say, but I fucking seriously think that that's how society determines girls' value.
And I know that guys say they feel the same, but I really don't think it's to the same degree. at all.
I don't know. Not that I think I'm ugly or "not good enough" or anything like that. And not that I really care what society thinks of me, because usually I don't. It's just getting to me tonight for some reason. And I'm tired of these subliminal messages. They're EVERYWHERE, and really fucking annoying.
ROAR.
Maybe I'll let myself go and get really fugly just to SHOW THEM WHO'S BOSS.
or I could try to conform more.
sighhhhhh I don't know.
Am I the only one pissed off by all this?
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[14 Jun 2005|08:51pm]
[ mood | pissed off ]

I hate hypocrites. Especially my mom.
All hypocrites should die.

I WANT TO MOVE OUT.

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SAGA DE LE PEUGEOT [09 May 2005|09:50am]
[ mood | anxious ]

So, my old faithful, the PEUGEOT, decided that he hated me about a week ago when the battery died ($167 in repairs) and then the alternator the very next day ($350). Of course, the alternator decided to run out on me RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET, so the Peug just died in traffic. Luckily I was next to a grocery store parking lot, so I pulled in and used the last of my triple A tows to send him off to Eurocar. As I was leaving Eurocar, the repair guy was telling me they found some bad cables that needed to be replaced, but had none in stock. I asked him if it would be safe to drive it like this for now with the cables bad, and he said "Oh trust me, there are other things that are probably much worse with this car than the battery cables."

The next day, the Peugeot wouldn't start.
That was yesterday.
Fucker still won't start.

Technically I should take it in for more repairs, but I'm so tired of pouring money into something that keeps breaking down, I think I'm going to say Au Revoir to my ami de francais, and Konnichiwa to a Toyote or Honda or something that won't cost a fucking fortune to repair, and that won't break down every few days.
Hopefully I'll be able to find something soon, because as of tomorrow I have no way of getting to work. :/

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[28 Apr 2005|03:37pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]

Wow, it's SUCH a beautiful day! I was sitting out with Todd (dog!) for a bit and reading and talking on the phone and the sun was so nice and all the flowers and grass just smelled so good, I'm just in the best mood ever. :)
I strongly suggest this as a method of therapy, if you're in a fairly down mood or something.

So I've been reading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy since the movie is coming out tomorrow and all, and I have to say it's really funny! If you haven't read it, I highly reccommend it. Here's a funny excerpt:

"The Babel fish...feeds on brainwave energy recieved not from its own carrier but from those around it. It absorbs all unconscious mental frequencies from this brainwave energy to nourish itself with..."(etc etc)"...The practical upshot of all this is that if you stick a Babel fish in your ear you can instantly understand anything said to you in any form of language...
"Now it is such a bizarrely improbable coincidence that anything so mind-bogglingly useful could have evolved purely by chance that some thinkers have chosen to see it as a final and clinching proof of the
non-existence of God.
"The argument goes something like this: 'I refuse to prove that I exist', says God, 'for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing.'
" 'But,' says Man, 'the Babel fish is a dead giveaway, isn't it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't. QED.'
" 'Oh dear,' says God, "I hadn't thought of that,' and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic."


haha. I thought that was highly amusing. The rest of the book is very funny too!
Summer is coming, I can feel it! :D AND YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS.
Booty camp>>>FULL THROTTLE.

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[09 Mar 2005|03:24pm]
[ mood | SMALL ASSED ]

DDR IS THE BEST THING THAT HAS HAPPENED TO BOOTY CAMP OMFG.
Team Big Booty is going down, I'm sorry to say.
Oh wait, NO I'M NOT. :D

Evan, I'm sorry I didnt listen to your wise words sooner!

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[08 Mar 2005|02:45pm]
I'm so fucking tired of living with these fucking self centered people. Jim is the BIGGEST ASSHOLE in the world.
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Help me out! [24 Feb 2005|09:47pm]
Please, someone help me out here...
I'm Seeking:
1) Ride to the SEA/TAC airport on March 15th, 2005 at 6 AM (*cringe*)
2) Ride home from the SEA/TAC airport on March 22nd, 2005 at 9:30 PM
Reward: $40 round trip, and **hot sex in the back of the Peugeot. So if you can only drive one way, you get 20 bucks, assuming I can find someone to drive the other way.

thanks! Please respond in the comments or w/e :)


**I am not responsible for providing a sex partner for you. I'll just let you use the Peugeot.
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