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Sunday, October 31, 2004
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I love Halloween.
This weekend has rocked my face off. And I still haven't even gone to the Yellowcard concert, which shall also rock my face off. I fucking love the Homestead. |
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Bloodie Bonnie screamed @ 10:22 AM | top |
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Thursday, October 28, 2004
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I talked to Heather today. I really miss her. No matter how different we are, or how much space is between us, we are always best friends. I don't know what I would do without her. I wish I could be there for her more...I really worry about her.
I love you babe, I always will. I'm so lucky to have you as a friend. |
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Bloodie Bonnie screamed @ 7:05 PM | top |
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Wednesday, October 27, 2004
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Somehow there is a ballance in my life that I've never had before. I'm not used to things being so good. I'm not used to having so much fun. I love it. I have achieved the tao of Amber.
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Bloodie Bonnie screamed @ 12:57 PM | top |
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Sunday, October 24, 2004
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I must have died at some point. There's no way this is my life. Amber is never this happy. Amber is never this social.
I guess Jenna was right, all this drama that was supposed to happen in high school is finally happening now because I had no life in high school. But its good, I actually like college now. Life is good. |
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Bloodie Bonnie screamed @ 1:45 PM | top |
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Thursday, October 21, 2004
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Once again, my Postcolonial Lit Class...
"To feel that waking is another dream that dreams of not dreaming and that the death we fear in our bones is the death that every night we call a dream". - The Art of Poetry Jorge Louis Borges |
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Bloodie Bonnie screamed @ 12:40 PM | top |
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Sunday, October 17, 2004
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Since when did my life get so interesting?
So last night was terriably fun. At first I was kinda bumed about going to homecomming because a) mike was supposed to come, but he couldn't and b) apparently Ian was in town this weekend and NO ONE TOLD ME so I couldn't see him. But I went to Mandy's and got whored up anyway and got in the mood to dance. So we traipsed over to Slayter and ate some free food and loitered around until we found the dance floor. I love dancing even though I'm terriable. While there, I met this really nice guy, Adam. Eventually we were dancing to every song together. At one point we went downstairs and talked for a while. There was a live band playing jazz and swing and such, so we danced there too. What sealed the deal for me was when he got them to play "Wonderful World". I seriously love Louis Armstrong. It was too great. After that we went to Ash and later he walked me home. It was a very nice evening. It seems like my life is getting more interesting with every weekend. At this rate by the new year I will either be queen of the world or dead. |
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Wednesday, October 13, 2004
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Yesterday was a crappy day with a good ending. All day I was feeling shitty, physically as well as mentally. But turns out things aren't as bad as I thought they were. I guess I just take things too seriously or something. After a looooong talk with mandy, I feel much better. Even though nothing has really happened, and I still have to deal with some stuff, just by talking with her I feel like I'll be able to handle it and things really aren't as bad as I thought.
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Bloodie Bonnie screamed @ 9:57 AM | top |
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Tuesday, October 12, 2004
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My Fucking Sentiments EXACTLY.
Coin Operated Boy - The Dresden Dolls coin operated boy sitting on the shelf he is just a toy but i turn him on and he comes to life automatic joy that is why i want a coin operated boy made of plastic and elastic he is rugged and long-lasting who could ever ever ask for more love without complications galore many shapes and weights to choose from i will never leave my bedroom i will never cry at night again wrap my arms around him and pretend.... coin operated boy all the other real ones that i destroy cannot hold a candle to my new boy and i'll never let him go and i'll never be alone not with my coin operated boy...... this bridge was written to make you feel smittener with my sad picture of girl getting bitterer can you extract me from my plastic fantasy i didnt think so but im still convinceable will you persist even after i bet you a billion dollars that i'll never love you will you persist even after i kiss you goodbye for the last time will you keep on trying to prove it?i'm dying to lose it... i want it i want youi want a coin operated boy. and if i had a star to wish on for my life i cant imagine any flesh and blood could be his match i can even take him in the bath coin operated boy he may not be real experienced with girls but i know he feels like a boy should feel isnt that the point that is why i want a coin operated boy with his pretty coin operated voice saying that he loves me that hes thinking of me straight and to the point that is why i want a coin operated boy. |
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Sunday, October 10, 2004
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Tracy. Flogging Molly. Vodka. Toys R Us. Partying. Moshing. Mass mayhem.
Best weekend ever. Period. *maybe we should talk?* |
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Bloodie Bonnie screamed @ 10:18 PM | top |
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Thursday, October 07, 2004
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Bloom - One True Thing
As my life has run its course, and my words have lost their soul. Sighing heavy with remorse, for the things I put on hold. And when my name is carved in stone, and when my thoughts are not my own, and when my children leave my home, and then I’m all alone! All the rights that have gone wrong, will engrave me on this earth. I will sing a thousand songs, just to know that I’ve been heard. And as my days turn into nights, I’ll lose my grip and lose my sight. And when I’m looking towards the light, I’ll know I’ve fought my fight! I will go, but will not be forgotten. All these sins and nothing’s been sinking in! As my life is flashing by, not a chance to close my eyes! Closer closer closing...down. And when my friends all move away, my hair will fall and turn to gray. And when I’m lost without a home, and then I’m all alone! All alone. Alone. When I am old. Run out of time when I die. |
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Wednesday, October 06, 2004
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Aaaaahhhhh!!! This weekend is gonna be killer!
3 days till Tracy and Flogging Molly and much festivites!! can't hold on much longer! WHY ISN'T TODAY SATURDAY?!?!?! |
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Bloodie Bonnie screamed @ 4:22 PM | top |
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Sunday, October 03, 2004
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Another good weekend. yay.
Friday - Irish goodness, and a movie in Hebrew. Saturday - We Got a Couch!!! Our room gained 20 points in "kick ass". You should come see it, really. ps - thanks to John for helping us girlies move it around. Saturday night I hung out with mandy and had a dance party at the doobie. good times babe! Tomorrow is sunday, and that involves lots of studying, and in particular working on my print project. So I will be in the Art building just about all day. Come visit me and bring me gifts. Oh yeh, This comming weekend is gonna be crazy! Tracy is comming!!! I CAN'T WAIT! (you can sleep on OUR COUCH!) We're gonna see Flogging Molly! And my parents are comming (not exactly thrilled that they'll be here that exact weekend, but I'll be glad to see em.) Seriously, the thought of the weekend is the only thing that's gonna keep me going all week. Tracy is my girl! |
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