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Friday, 9 July 2004
DASHBOARD!!!!
Ok, so I am super, uber, WICKED EXCITED because on Thursday, July 15th, I get to go see Dashboard Confessional with Greg! *swoons*
We met because of Dashboard, we named a stuffed dog after a DC song (Dog's name is Ender cuz it's a collie and looks like Lassie and the song is "Ender Will Save Us All" and like Lassie saved ppl so we named the dog Ender), and NOW we get to see DC together. *happy sigh*
And my Greg is writing me a book of poetry. I'm so excited it's so sweet of him. No one has ever even thought of doing something like that for me before. I <3 that boy. Much much loves.
Anyway, I have to get going. I need to go dance around and listen to DC.

Posted by poetry/shatteredlife at 12:09 PM EDT
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Wednesday, 16 June 2004
Wow, I need to update more.
I just put in a whole extra page of poetry on the main site, including a comeback poem in response the the one a certain ex-friend of mine wrote about me in the school literary magazine, SideTrax. All sorts of drama will most likely ensue if she finds it, but oh fucking well. There's what, 1 day left of actual school before exams? I know I could end up with like, both Honors Spanish classes and Honors English IV with her next year, but BIG FUCKIN DEAL.
I seriously didn't have a continuing problem with her until this issue of the mag came out. I'll share it later.
For now..
I HAVE TO GO!!!!!!

Posted by poetry/shatteredlife at 1:28 PM EDT
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Friday, 28 May 2004
Grrr
A certain person sitting 5 feet behind me and to the right is pissing me off.

Greg's coming tomorrow at like noon. I miss him.
Gah.

Posted by poetry/shatteredlife at 10:16 PM EDT
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Tuesday, 25 May 2004
Countdowns
2 days till my interview at Swiss Cleaners.
3 days till Gregory <3.
31 days until my birthday.
That's about all I feel like posting.
Count-ups
16 days since I've been kissed.
8 days since I've played ddr. I'm gunna lose so bad.

Posted by poetry/shatteredlife at 4:41 PM EDT
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Monday, 24 May 2004
So Completely Mortified!!
Holy crap. During Chemistry, I went to go to the bathroom at 1015 when Taylor and I usually go. The girl's bathroom was locked so I went over to the boy's bathroom and asked Taylor if anyone was in there because I wanted to check my hair and whatnot. Well I go in, I'm checking my hair, and I said something like "Wouldn't it be funny if someone were to walk in right now?" And as I said that, the door opened. Now I had two choices, I could stand there, or I could try to hide in a stall. lol
I couldn't move.. lol This kid walks in and looks confused as hell. I start mumbling like "I just wanted to check my hair, no mirror in the girl's bathroom" as I back slowly out and run. lol
Eh gads.. That was embarassing...

Posted by poetry/shatteredlife at 12:58 PM EDT
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Sunday, 23 May 2004
Boredom
So i'm bored, lonely, and kinda sleepy.
Greg's being a poo head, though he says he's not.
5 days.. hurray.. *sigh* I wish I didn't miss him like crazy. But I do, and it's bad.
We were talking about sleeping together, sleep not anything dirty, and it just made me feel more lonely.
I miss his arms around me.

Posted by poetry/shatteredlife at 3:47 PM EDT
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Saturday, 22 May 2004
sex sex sex
all this sex talk is making me so desperately horny...

Posted by poetry/shatteredlife at 11:40 PM EDT
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Thursday, 20 May 2004
WHEE
Greg's coming in a week!!
I MISS HIM!!!!

Posted by poetry/shatteredlife at 9:47 PM EDT
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Wednesday, 19 May 2004
Carnations for Kchan
So since Kchan doesn't know that this site exists, I can safely say in here what the blob is doing to cheer her up.
This year, our school is doing a sale of carnations for your favorite departing senior. They're $1 each, and I'm trying to get every blob member to buy her at least one. I bought her 6, Taylor bought her 4, Jen L bought her 2, and Dan bought her 1. There are several other interested blob members though, so besides the fact that we're all broke, the only problem might be keeping it a secret long enough for her to get this huge boquet of flowers in homeroom. I actually don't even know when they're delivering them, but it'll be great to see Kchan with tons of carnations.
So that's my good deed of the week, since it's been taking up a good deal of my time at school talking to blob members trying to convince everyone that Kchan deserves mad amounts of flowers. And even my family is pitching in: Mom donated her last $2 to the flower fund, Dad chucked in $1, and Matt gave me $3. I'm gunna come up with a way to get her some more, because so far she has 13 flowers, and I don't like odd numbers. My goal is that she get at least 2 dozen.
Wish me luck and GIVE ME MONEY!!!

Posted by poetry/shatteredlife at 1:20 PM EDT
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Monday, 17 May 2004
WHEEE
I'm still hyper from my conversation with Greggy yesterday about.. well... adding various other people to our not so sex life. Should be fun. lol.
I can't wait to see him. Two weeks seems so far away. He's starting to really like me, to get attached to me. He thinks it's bad because he thinks we're going to have a bad end; I told him to stop being so pessimistic. lol
I dunno what's going to happen in the future, but I always want him to be a part of it, even as friends; unless of course he marries Crystal in which case "BUH BYE." lol
No fair--Mr. Elliotts 4th block Chem class is outside in the courtyard, but we didn't get to go outside during 2nd!!! *growl*
Anyway, I don't care cuz it's nice in here. I'm gunna go check Greg's tagboard to see if he's noticed that I'm done working.

Posted by poetry/shatteredlife at 1:19 PM EDT
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