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Friends of Sortof
| under the fog fog fog | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:50pm |
| by illneverbgoodenuf | |
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Listening to: yeah yeah yeahs-y control
like this: 
except longer. ________________________________________ sometimes i tire of the monotony of my life. i wish i had my lisence. i would never be home. eh, come january/february, i'm never ever going to be home. and what it really comes down to... is that i have to get away from this city someday. and i know i won't. ah well, living in F-Town as it slowly declines can be a party, i suppose. i can go back and drink with the homeless people that live behind my house in the woods, it will be a blast. i need to stop complaining. someone smack me, please, or tell me why i am so apathetic today? on a more cheerful note, i found the muse cd, it was in my brother's room. and this summer i most likely get to see glamis castle, which is quite beautiful and quite haunted. it is in scotland, and the setting for shakespeare's macbeth. i have no spirit for thanksgiving, thanksgiving can kiss my ass. truthfully...its been making me gag this year. or maybe something is rotting in the kitchen. all i know is that when i was eating breakfast and the parade was on, barney was singing, and something smelled weird, and i had to leave the room because i almost puked, though whether from over-comercialized holidays, barney singing, or the rancid smell in my kitchen, i do not know. so here i sit, putting off cleaning up the house, listening to the same song over, and over, and over again. goodbye, i'm off to take a shower. :) |
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| 189 hit(s) | (6 comments) | start a revolution |
| dont keep ur hormons and penis's inside your mind at all t | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:50pm |
| by skibuny | |
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Feeling: irreverent
i might be a fool. and fatally yours. Dont keep your hormones and ur penis inside your mind at all times or anything like that..i mean thats just crazy talk. god for bid u actually have to fucking think. im happy..trust me. o yeah..and my foot fucking hurts..a lot. and i hate it. fuck. |
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| 281 hit(s) | (3 comments) | cleanse my ora |
| 2009, what what? | January 2nd, 2009 @ 2:08am |
| by drmswrthlvng14 | |
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it's weird, but awesome that it's over. i've just discovered this break that all i want to do with my life is travel. i mean, why can't i just pick up another life somewhere else.. like tropical or mountainy, or not missouri. but i want to live in missouri so i can always come home to this. i've missed catching up, talking about the cruise and how our drunk asses actually survived on that trip.. and how we need to do it again... probably now. i had a lot more to say. and now my mind went blank. fuck it. grandma is kinda losing it.. i think my aunt is making a bigger deal out of it than it is, but she is almost 90 for god's sake. give her a break. and i think the altitude messed her up quite a bit.. das ok. i have so many things i want to do and not enough time to finish them. i haven't had time to practice.. but i know i'll pick it back up when i get back to school... is that bad?? i know it is, but oh well. i just feel really guilty because i failed, so i should probably be getting my ass in motion. hmm. tommorrow.. that's what i keep saying. blah. |
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| 62 hit(s) | (2 comments) | love love love |
| day 3 | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:50pm |
| by lostsecrets | |
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Listening to: crossfade-cold
Today has been very busy. the Vonderbanks keep us seeing lots of things, we have a full schedule ahead of us for the next few days that we are staying at their house. We got lost and couldn't find the nearest Autobahn and we drove around for hours looking for it. When we found it, I was a bit scared, because everyone drove so fast. The Autobahn does have speed limits most of the time, up to 130 km/h but there are still the parts where there is no speed limit at all. When the speed limit was 130 km/h, Dad was going about 120 or 125 km/h in the slow lane and people were zooming past us like we were parked! There is grafiti all over everything here, but it isnt too annoying or disturbing. Some of it is so colorful, it is beautiful in an art kind of way. Most of it is in English, surprisingly. Tons of cusswords, even more names/initials, and a few that actually have a message, like "no war" and then one with a girl's name signed with "for my love.." We finally found our way to Neun Kirchen, which is when we got lost again. We asked a woman for her help, but she said that she had only lived there a short time and did not know all of the road names. After another hour or so of driving around in the village, we found Christina's house. They were all on the deck waving to us (Barbara, Wilfried, Christina, Christian, Verena [Velena? I can't tell by how they pronounce it], and Jan). Barbara is Christina's mother, Wilfried is her father, Christian is her long term boyfriend, Verena is her younger sister, and Jan is her younger brother. He is between me and Brett's age, or at least that is what Mom said. Here is a description of their house: (it was a lot bigger than I thought it would be, because houses are generally smaller than here with the higher tax rate and all) it is very modern, with all hardwood floors and glass doors. Christina has a ton of hamsters! She insists that I sleep in her bed while she sleeps on the couch. Jan's room is next to hers, with the parents' room on that side also. On the main floor there is the high tech kitchen that is very modern, the foyer, Verena's room, a sun room, the dining room, and a large living room. The basement is finished and has the bathroom that my family will use. The garden is larger than most I have seen so far, with most of the yards being quite small. There is a terrace that connects to the living room, with a set of table and chairs. Mom, Dad, Wilfried, and Barbara had bier on it tonight, while Christina and I drank French cider, which is alcoholic but tastes wonderful--But I'll get to that later. The garden is filled with ponds and flowers and vegetables. I tried blueberries from the garden, they are delicious. Paths wind through the garden and bees so full of nectar they fly around slowly and lazily are all around. It is like the secret garden, and Wilfried grew all of it. 
(this is a small portion of the Vonderbanks' garden) Today when we got to their house they served lasagna and salad, and then we went out to the terace while Mom gave them our gifts to them. After that we discussed what we would do that day, and the Vonderbanks decided that they would take us to a nearby town called Siegburg, where there is an Abbey of St. Michael on top of a hill. We had seen this town from a distance on the drive to Neun Kirchen, and Brett thought the Abbey was a castle, which I found quite amusing. The abbey was very very old, Mom remembers it saying somewhere that it was built in 1050, but I'm not really sure; its pretty old, whenever it was built. Monks still live there. The climb up the hill was horrible, especially because it was so hot outside. We made it up the hill and then walked up the tiny spiral staircase hundreds of steps until we arrived at the top. We went out on the balcony and took pictures of Siegburg, then climbed carefully down the stairs and the hill into the town. We got icecream, but I was still full from the lasagna so I didn't get any. Mom got some that looked like spaghetti, with strawberry syrup as the sauce and grated white chocolate to look like parmesan. While we ate, someone in the town square was playing a didgeridoo. We looked for this pottery shop that was famous, but when we found it, it had already closed so we went back to their house. After the drinks on the terrace, we decided to get ready for bed (none of us are used to the time zone yet), which is why I am in Christina's room right now writing this. _______________________________ i read about this weird song, it reminds me of the ring...somewhere around 100 people have commited suicide after listening to it, or used the lyrics or the sheet music as a suicide note. its called gloomy sunday. i listened to it, it is quite haunting and depressing. there is something about it that is weird. the one i listened to was a version by sarah mclachlan, and it was especially chilling compared to the weird opera versions that i heard otherwise. |
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| 151 hit(s) | (1 comments) | enchant me |
| JUST RIGHT | November 21st, 2008 @ 3:48pm |
| by whatcomesnext | |
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Feeling: addicted
I got president i met nathans parents i spent every night with nathan and had way fun my sisters are behind me i did my first initiation i got 100 on my presentation and now im at truman! yay and i get to gohom tomorrow or the next day. everything is just right |
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| 120 hit(s) | (0 comments) | no comments needed |
| Another sell out band | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:51pm |
| by rshsthoughts | |
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Love love love love love love Woo! You were everything I wanted You were everything a girl could be Then you left me brokenhearted Now you don't mean a thing to me All I wanted was your Love love love love love love Hate is a strong word But I really really really don't like you Now that it's over I don't even know what I liked about you Brought you around And you just brought me down Hate is a strong word But I really really really don't like you I really don't like you Thought that everything was perfect (Perfect) Isn't that how it's supposed to be? Thought you thought that I was worth it Now I think a little differently All I wanted was your Love love love love love love Hate is a strong word But I really really really don't like you (I really don't like you) Now that it's over I don't even know what I liked about you (Liked about you) Brought you around And you just brought me down Hate is a strong word But I really really really don't like you Now that it's over you can't hurt me Now that it's over you can't bring me down Oh... oh... oh... oh oh oh Oh... oh... oh... oh oh oh All I wanted was your Love love love love love love Hey! Hate is a strong word But I really really really don't like you (I really don't like you) Now that it's over I don't even know what I liked about you (Liked about you) Brought you around And you just brought me down (Hey!) Hate is a strong word But I really really really don't like you Oh... oh... oh... oh oh oh I really don't like you Oh... oh... oh... oh oh oh I really don't like you Oh... oh... oh... oh oh oh I really don't like you Oh... oh... oh... oh oh oh |
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| 241 hit(s) | (0 comments) | now your thoughts |
| March 2nd, 2006 @ 12:00am | |
| by justfriends | |
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| 112 hit(s) | (1 comments) | post me biatch |
| i wish that i had jesses girl | January 9th, 2009 @ 5:04am |
| by morningat12 | |
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good night. seriously. it sucked i wasnt able to go in the pit but i was on the little ledge with my man friend and it was nice! woo. i took this in the morning. i thought it would be cool to have a picture of the first 21 and up stamp i ever got, plus a nice hand graffiti by k-ray from the greatest night ever :)  |
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| 2 hit(s) | (0 comments) | herrow. |
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