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[13 Jun 2005|03:31pm]
Whilst driving down the Del Prado returning home, I saw two paramedic vehicles parked in front of Payless Shoes.

As I craned my neck to see what the reason for their prescence was, I saw two paramedics huddle around...something.

As we got closer, I saw what it was.

An old man, sitting on the curb.

All he did was trip, or twist his ankle. He couldn't walk.

And he looked like he had seen a ghost.

And you know what?

5 passerbys stopped to ask him if he needed help, if he was going to be okay.

I wish the world had more people like that.
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[12 Jun 2005|04:39pm]
I signed Matt's yearbook today.

And cried.
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[11 Jun 2005|06:57pm]
Oh man.

Two weeks.


That's all I have left. Two measly weeks.

And then I will never see 80% of you ever again.

After this whole year of joking. Playing around. Having serious talks. Having funny talks. Fighting. Disagreeing.

Being friends.

I'll never see them again.

...It really gets to you.

It's depressing.

What will I have to remember you all by? A lousy yearbook picture and a little note to me in it?

That's all I have to remember you by. For the rest of my life.

Oh yeah.

And all the memories. All the memories of me and you. You and me. Us.

All the good times, all the bad times. All of them.

And you know what? That still just isn't enough.

Not for me, anyway.

I wish I could wake up and it would be the beginning of the year again.

I would have the whole year back, to do things differently. To make changes.

But...I don't think I want to make any changes.

Shit happened. But, now, in the end, it all turned out well.

Matt and I are still good friends.
Kristin and I are on good speaking terms again.
CeCe and I have gotten over our numerous little stupid fights over...random stuff.
Brennan and I have become good friends.
I no longer dislike Erik Perry.
I've developed friendships with numerous people this year that I can't even remember all the names.

And all of you have affected me more than you'll ever know.

Really. You have.

And I'll miss you. I'll miss you all...so much.

Because, for this summer, what will I have to do?

There will be no more school days, where I can piss and moan about getting up early, but have it be justified by having a good time playing cards in the morning with Adam Chomey.

No more mornings when I go out to Parent Dropoff in the morning and talk to Mark Bennett.

No more school days when I can talk to all my friends.

No more lunch times when I can talk to everyone.

No more Afternoon dismissals when I can spend a few minutes hectically finding someone to talk to about some issue or another.

No more Parent Pickup afternoons, when I can have intelligent conversations with Kristin.

None of that ever again.

Until next year. But what fun will it be?

This is all in vain. Even ounce of my sadness over this. Because, howveer hard I try, however harD I hope, however harD I wish.

None of it will ever be the same.

Sure, I'll have a good time.

Sure, I'll make friends.

But none of them will be as special as all of you have been.

I love you guys. I really do. I love you all.

And I wish this year didn;t have to end...I wish it so hard.

But I can't turn back time. I can't make this year repeat itself.

To each and every one of you, I remember every minute of every day we spent together...

I'm so glad you all came into my lives. I'm so glad that I had the opportunity to live this life, so I could meet you all. So I could have the pleasure of becoming your friend.

It makes me so happy to know that you have cared about me.

And if you haven't, then, just know that I cared about you.

No matter who you are.

I cared...and always will. And I just wish it didn't have to end this soon. But it must.

So....I'll bid you all a wonderful farewell on the last day.

When you all go on to bigger and better things.

Just don't forget me. Please, don't.

Because I know I won't forget you.
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[09 Jun 2005|04:45am]
Ooooh man...

IoA today...

I'm tired.

Did you know that?

No? Ah well.

Learning is good.

Meh...Matt, why the hell did you call me last night?

And, um....-yawn- that's about it.

See you all there this morning.

Through the yawns, the moans, the wet hair, and the stretching.

I'll see you there.

I think.
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I <3 SOAD [07 Jun 2005|01:39am]
[ mood | Ahr blarh blarh lahr! ]


SNL had SOAD on playing BYOB tonight. (Lots of abbreviations, huh?)

Serj now has long hair and a nice little goatee with no stache.

Daron now has long hair...and bad teeth.

Shavo still has his cool little banded-beard-thingy.

And John is still...John.

But anyway.

Dudes and dudettes, new System CD on the 17th. Kickass. I'm getting it then.

I just got done listening to all of their self titled album, Toxicity, Steal this Album!, and then Legend of Zelda, Cigaro, and BYOB.

Man, I love them.


Shut up, I know I'm lame.

In other news, IoA on Tuesday. Mebbe buses will show up this time...

Mah mommeh is chaperoning, and we're doing activity first. Fun fun fun.

Oh, and according to Brennan, Wilkinson now knows about all of our LJs.

I'm still deciding on whether to believe it or not.

But, if it is true...

Hi Ms. Wilkinson!

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[29 May 2005|10:33am]
Very few of you have any idea of how FUCKING pissed I am right now.

The bus company LIED, those assholes.

At least I'm home now and I can get SOME sleep.
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[29 May 2005|04:39am]
It's 4:39 in the damn morning. I just woke up ten minutes ago.

I. Am so tired. I can't type.

I gotta go take a shower now.

And then other stuff, and off to TMS at 5:45 in the effing morning.

Later guys. See you there.
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[27 May 2005|08:24pm]
I almost got hit by a car today.

I was walking up to Staples and this guy was pulling out of his parking spot and fucking didn't see my right behind him. SO I almost get hit by the bumper so I hit the back of his SUV and he stops. And then I yelled nice job buddy and he honked at me. Hee hee.

We went to Staples to get Page Protectors. We got 2 sharpies, a stapler, printer ink, and page protectors. >.
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[25 May 2005|08:05pm]


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[24 May 2005|09:33pm]
How to make a Derekus

1 part mercy

1 part crazyiness

5 parts empathy
Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Serve with a slice of lovability and a pinch of salt. Yum!

<form method="POST" ^______^;; I love you all.
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[24 May 2005|05:15pm]
Saw was the best movie EVER.

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[23 May 2005|10:54pm]

You know.

I was talking to some people about how next year everyone will be gone.

What do they tell me?

Yeag, you'll be Matt's fill in next year.

I feel like a little kid who doesn't know what the fuck he's doing.

A helpless child wandering the streets looking for guidance. For help. For SOMETHING.

And finds nothing.

So they cling on to whatever they find that doesn't shoo them away.


Also, since when did Matt become the Godly standard to abide by?

I'm talking to Adam Chomey, and he's like "Oh, I got new picks, they're (Something they're made out of)."

And I was like Yeah they look like they aren't good.

And he's like Oh well Matt uses them so yeah are they still not good?

And I'm talking to people about whatever. And somehow Matt will come up.

Oh Matt wears that so yeah I'm cool cuz he wears it and so do I.

Yeah Matt wears converse and they're so high so shut up high tops aren't dumb.

Stuff like that.


I feel like I'm no one.

Nothing but a copy of something else.

A worthless duplicate.

A nothing.

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[23 May 2005|01:00pm]

Derek Glenn Brockway's Aliases

Your movie star name: Crackers Glenn

Your fashion designer name is Derek Paris

Your socialite name is Deke New Orleans

Your fly girl / guy name is D Bro

Your detective name is Bird

Your barfly name is Crackers Grand Marnier

Your soap opera name is Glenn Morningside Drive

Your rock star name is Tootsie Rolls Plane

Your star wars name is Dergol Bro

Your punk rock band name is The Sad Piece Of Poo

In other news, I'm kind of cored...

I want to make something on Photoshop, but I've made everything I can think of using SOAD, including this LJ background and my desktop....and I just realized that I made 2 of my icons too.

God I rock.

And uh....I have hypothermia, thanks guys who soaked me with water. [/SARCASM][/JOKE]
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[22 May 2005|09:15pm]
Dude, my old friend Jon called me today.

Kick ass.

But yeah..you don't care.
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Good times at tennis. [19 May 2005|06:28pm]
-Looks at burst blister on thumb- Ow.

Oh my God! News break, screw tennis. Joseph Ratzinger, now Benedict the Sixteenth, from Germany, is the new Pope! At 78 he has served as a close ally to John Paul II. Well, now we have a new Pope. Very good. Oldest Pope in 275 years. Part of Nazi Germany, he left the German army and was held in a US POW camp at one time. He stands for no abortion, no homosexuality, no remarriage, and no artificial birth control. He also stands for human rights and peace making without violence.

It just showed on TV. There's a Pope. Yay!

Anyway, TMS guys AND girls beat Diplomat 5-0. Kenton and I won our match 5-0.

So TMS guys are now 2-0, with a game score of 9-1. Kick ass!

We are doing quite well, if I do say so myself.

Well, I'm going to go now.

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[18 May 2005|07:24pm]
Due to tennis schedule I am on excused leave from all CST Official duties.

Have fun, bitches.
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[18 May 2005|07:22pm]
TMS beats Mariner Middle 4-1.

TMS stands 1-0 in Tennis.

Derek Brockway stands 0-0 in Tennis because freaking Mariner only had 1 doubles team, so I didn't play...except an exhibition.

I got a nifty shirt.

Oh, and I'm so wearing it tomorrow.

To end my post, I would like to let it be known that I am taking excused leave from CST Official duties due to tennis.
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[16 May 2005|11:17am]
Mr Britesighed (10:59:02 AM): Boop.
nothingisforyou (10:59:08 AM): noooooooo
nothingisforyou (10:59:16 AM): the cheese bomb will go offz now!
Mr Britesighed (10:59:28 AM): .....It's A NUCLEAR WASTE DUMP!
nothingisforyou (10:59:40 AM): hahahahaha
nothingisforyou (10:59:47 AM): Oh no X's on their eyes!!
nothingisforyou (10:59:51 AM): *BLAAAAAAAH!!!!*
Mr Britesighed (11:00:08 AM): EAT YOUR FACE OFF!
Mr Britesighed (11:00:13 AM): ARRRRGURGLEFURGLE!
nothingisforyou (11:00:14 AM): nooooez
Mr Britesighed (11:02:00 AM): ...And then the black guy comes.
nothingisforyou (11:02:05 AM): ha
Mr Britesighed (11:02:07 AM): And the the ship is unrooted.
nothingisforyou (11:02:18 AM): and molests and/or murders the girl
Mr Britesighed (11:02:22 AM): Heyh look gun kg sotrage! Hid from fire here!
nothingisforyou (11:02:27 AM): ha
Mr Britesighed (11:02:45 AM): -0489760934756982407.777777777 year old cannon! Let's use it!
nothingisforyou (11:02:52 AM): ha
nothingisforyou (11:02:53 AM): yea
Mr Britesighed (11:02:56 AM): You know, I never knew cannon balls blew up.
nothingisforyou (11:02:58 AM): *bang*
nothingisforyou (11:03:02 AM): well
nothingisforyou (11:03:10 AM): remember when the lady
nothingisforyou (11:03:13 AM): got the fuse things
Mr Britesighed (11:03:22 AM): Oh yeah.
nothingisforyou (11:03:23 AM): you put those in holes in the cannon ball
Mr Britesighed (11:03:27 AM): They packed it with powder.
nothingisforyou (11:03:28 AM): so A: you penetrate
nothingisforyou (11:03:34 AM): then B: it blows up

nothingisforyou (11:03:43 AM): they'll think it won't
nothingisforyou (11:03:45 AM): but it will
Mr Britesighed (11:03:48 AM): Cause and effect!
nothingisforyou (11:03:51 AM): yea
Mr Britesighed (11:04:00 AM): Yay math!
nothingisforyou (11:04:07 AM): ?
nothingisforyou (11:04:09 AM): okay
Mr Britesighed (11:04:16 AM): Or...
Mr Britesighed (11:04:21 AM): Yay reading strategies!
nothingisforyou (11:04:34 AM): hahaha
nothingisforyou (11:04:36 AM): no
nothingisforyou (11:04:36 AM): also
nothingisforyou (11:04:38 AM): *Ms Tracy runs in*
nothingisforyou (11:04:42 AM): Correct Matt
nothingisforyou (11:04:49 AM): Future Problem Solving
nothingisforyou (11:04:53 AM): ...now where did I park.....
Mr Britesighed (11:06:47 AM): Hahaha.
nothingisforyou (11:07:04 AM): lol
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[15 May 2005|05:35pm]
I can't do naything right.

Just when I think I have good friends and such someone goes and hates me for something or another.

Thanks, guys.

I love you too.
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Yeah. [15 May 2005|04:34pm]
[ mood | Ugh. ]

Hmm. Let's see here.

I'm going to the movies tonite. Sahra 7:05. Ryan Toomey Me Mat Klanci Cheyenne Brittany CeCe...and others will be there.

I've made a decision.

I can't wait for this year to be over. Because then I will see how many friends I have that REALLY care about me.

Haha. Care about me. That's a good one.

All these people. they call themselves my friends. But...why? So they can be close to me and then let me down...be close to me then humiliate me? Be close to me so they can make me seem like and feel like the biggest fucking idiot ever?

I guess so.

What the fuck ever.


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[14 May 2005|08:16pm]
Well, at Skyline where my mom works the librarian gave her a Dictionary. SO I took it.

I'm gonna take a notebook and randomly write words in it.

I don't know why.
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[12 May 2005|09:44pm]
[ mood | ...Alone ]

You know what? As I was typing this I check my friends and Brennan posted these lyrics. But guess what? I don't give a shit. I'm doing it anyway. Fuck that.

"I felt for sure last night.
That once we said goodbye.
No one else will know these lonely dreams.
No one else will know that part of me."
How true.

"You'll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?"
HELL if I know. I wish I did. I really wish I did.

"I'm here I'm now I'm ready
Holding on tight
Don't give away the end
The one thing that stays mine."
Hah. Nothing stays mine.

"I won't always love what I'll never have
I won't always live in my regrets"
Hope so.

"What are you hoping for?"
...I don't know. I sure don't. Wish I did. But I don't. I know I need something. Something is missing. But who knows? Not me. That is for sure.

"The one thing that stays mine..."
I want to know what it is. Tell me......please.

But you don't care about me.



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...YES! [12 May 2005|08:01pm]
I made the tennis team.

So...yeah. Go me.

I'm prolly gonna play doubles. Mike Fortini (some dude), Blake, and Shane are doing singles, so I'll play double sunless Mike gets suspended like last year for his grades. Hahaha. If that happens I have a chance of making Singles.

I'll prolly be on doubles with either Tahsin or Feras...or mebbe Dilon.

You don'r care though. So I'm done.
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[09 May 2005|11:12pm]
He was really happy but she wasn't so happy. He thought he was too cool, and she was just silly. He gave her an little hint, but she was too upset to understand. He didn't know what to say, nor did she. He went to kiss her, but she was too embarassed. He was interested and din't understand, and she was very sad. He was confused and she got angry, but he insisted he meant well. She had a loss for words.
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Do you have the time, to listen to me whine? [09 May 2005|08:42pm]
Do you have the time to listen to me whine?
I sure hope so. Because here I go.
I don't do this often, even though I think it. But I guess there's a first for everything..right? .....right?

I was surfing LJ, and I was reading old entries of Matt's LJ. I read them all...up to November 3rd ish. Every single one.

I realized that me and Matt aren't as close as we used to be. I mean we used to talk about a lot of stuff, and now we just speak on a friendly basis, like regular life stuff, not like personal issues like we used to...it's like we've grown apart kind of, without us knowing.

With him always busy with Kara and the Band we don't really talk much...

I was reading all of it...about him and Kara, him and Kristin, me and Kristin, him and Courtney, then him and Kara again...it's kind of depressing, too.

How it used to be. And I wish I could have gone back and done things different. I also wish that school wasn't almost over. Becuase then all these memories will mean nothing.

But I guess that's what I get in the end for having older friends, like I have my whole life. I should learn to realize this stuff. I should learn to realize that your older friends, even though they seem really close, eventually go for their own friends, who they'll go onto high school with, who they can relate to better. And it's not their fault, either. I understand. I just wish...I don't know what I wish.

But I...want to go back to like November, and do things different. I don't really know what...but I want to do something different. Something so that me and Matt would still be such good friends. Something so that me and Kristin weren't so tense around each other.

Something so that I'm not so...depressed.
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[09 May 2005|04:54pm]
...I just got back from Mariner.

I played tennis for like 2 and a half hours.

I did really well. Hopefully I'll play better at the last tryout on Monday.

God it was fun...I need to work on my backhand and volley.

I have a good ground shot though.

Not like any of you care.
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[09 May 2005|01:31am]
Dude. Mesmerize is now preorderable on Amazon, and SOAD released an official track listing! 12 tracks, 10 unheard as of yet. I'll post it later, I'm tired.

I made a cool SOAD pic in Imageready but it only saves as a .psd....:-\ Matt any tips?

I am SO preordering Mesmerize...it will ROCK.
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[08 May 2005|10:01pm]
"First they shackle your feet.
Then they stick you in a line.
Then they beat you like meat.
Infest your mind.
We will infest.
Die like the rest.
People are the problem today we will infest.
Die like the rest.
People are the problem today."


"Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine.
Nothing's alright. Nothing is fine. I'm running and I'm crying...I'm crying...I'm crying.
I can't go on living this way.
Cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort.
Suffocation, no breathing, don't give a FUCK if I cut my arm bleeding."


This is a story of a little boy.

He thought he had everything right in his life. That everything was dandy. Then he realized that nobody liked him for who he really was. That everybody pretended to like him because he was a great tool to use for his smarts and for the materialistic things he had. One day he realized this. He thought of all the people that he thought loved him. And now he knew they didn't. So one day he brought a gun to school. And he didn't ever have to deal with those people ever again. Noone did. And noone could ever use him, either. Ever again.


Things like that happen. Sadly enough, they do. So, be nice to people and don't be an asshole and use them. Love them for who they are, and if you don't love them for that, don't tell them you love them. Or they will be led into a false tunnel of misconception, only to be led out by the truth, and the other side won't be pretty.

Moral? There are some sick people out there who may seem nice but in the end may be really really screwed up inside. And you never know what will set them off. So be nice to people and love them for who they are, and don't lead them down a false path. I am truthful. I love people for who they are, and I don't lie. Do you?


In retrospect, I figure I should edit this for all you dumb people who take things WAAAY out of proportion.

This isn't a suicide note from me or a little thing about wanting to kill people or myself.

This is an entry about how all kids who do stupid things like shooting up schools do it because people lie and talk about them. Noone likes them but people pretend they do. And the point is that you should be kind and not sneaky and cruel.

Be nice for God's sake.
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[06 May 2005|10:05pm]
You never know how rich you are until you know you won't have these riches for long.

"Wherever you go, you know I'll be there. If you should fall, you know I'll be there. I go anywhere, so I'll see you there.

You name the time you know I'll be there. I go anywhere, so I'll see you there. I don't care if you don't mind. I'll be there not far behind. I will dare to keep in mind I'll be there for you.

When there's a truth you know I'll be there. Amongst the lies you know I'll be there. I go anywhere, so I'll see you there.

I'll be there for you.

If you should fall you know I'll be there. To catch a call you know I'll be there. I go anywhere, so I'll see you there.

I don't care, I'll be there for you."

This is how I felt. How I thought it would always be.

Good times, laughter, fun.

Now I realize that it all has to end sometime.

Ah well.

I have two months to make the best of things. To have a good time.

To say goodbye.
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[06 May 2005|09:01pm]
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

I was listening to this song, and I really realized something.

It kind of describes how I'll be at the end of this year.

I think back to today, to any day. How I hang out with all my friends. We laugh together. And I have such a great time, looking forward to the next day. Becasue it's fun. And I realized, none of that will be there next year. None of it.

And you know what else? I'm not going to see any of these people ever again. Sure I'll talk to you, but they will all be so busy with their High School life I will never see them.

All this time spent together, but for what? All these wonderful laughs I have, I love you guys. But...for what? To be seperated after becoming so close, to never see them again?

I guess that's the down side of having older friends.

In two months I'm going to lose all my friends. As they go on to better things with each other I get left behind with no one.

Well, make the best of it while I can, I suppose. Or will that make it hurt even more than it already will?

"It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right. I hope you had the time of your life"
Because I know I sure did.
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[06 May 2005|05:20pm]

Fuck you all.
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[05 Apr 2005|04:47pm]
...Kristin apologized to me today.

What a pleasent surprise.
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[03 Apr 2005|03:57pm]
Hey guys...FireFox is being weird, my LJ is centered and on a gray b/g, so my SOAD thing is partially covered..but I tried it in IE and it was fine...ah well.

BYOB is THE BEST SOAD song to date. Listen to it. Get the lyrics..actually I will post them later.

Here's my desktop. I made a background! It's all the stuff I've made...

Image hosted by Photobucket.com
I use all that stuf...Lol.

Image hosted by Photobucket.com
Ah, listening to the new SOAD single, surfing the best SOAD site ever, and yes, that's right, I use MOZILLA FIREFOX.
It's better than IE..no bugs, faster, more reliable. Get it. Google for "Mozilla FireFox".

Okay I'm gonna go get the BYOB lyrics...Bye.
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[02 Apr 2005|09:31pm]
School on Monday.

I gotta do my math homework.

Why not?

Got straight A's this quarter.

Might as well keep one good thing up.

Waiting for word on Tennis Team and when the next tryout date is.

I hope to God I make the team again.

But whatever.


The following statement is true.
The previous statement is false.
Welcome to my world, bitches.
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[02 Apr 2005|05:50pm]
I got a letter in the mail today.

It said I am invited to a ceremony for taking the SATs and doing well.

Only 1/4 of the 7th graders who took the SATs got invited.

I feel special.
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[02 Apr 2005|02:05am]
The following statement is true.
The previous statement is false.
Welcome to my world, bitches.
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.....Good times. [01 Apr 2005|11:49pm]
Well another day, another entry of quotes you all will SO not get.

Me: Why hello there!
Dollar Store Clerk: Hi there!
Me: How are you doing today?
Clerk: Just dandy, you?
Me: Wonderful!
Clerk: Alright! Ready to check out?
Me: Sure am!
Clerk: Alright!
Brennan: Why hello there!
-Clerk cracks up.-

"Ow, the ball sparked into my eye!"

"I bet he's calling the Pope"

"I can't belive I drank out of that thing...."

Me: ......Did you throw that ball in the gutter on purpose?
CeCe: Well, judging by how I walked directly to the gutter and threw it directly into it without touching the other part of the lane, I'd say yes.

"...Did the machine just fart?"
"..Yes, yes it did."

"Hi, my name is ______! How are you? I'll be sitting next to you during this film!"

"Sorry, it smelled, I moved back a bit."

"Pfft, I think not, these prices are sooo much higher!"

"A surprise for a girl? SEXIST!"

"Hey look an axe....(Axe lights up and makes noise and 30 of them do it) OH MY GOD!!!!!!!"

"...Did our game just turn off? Ah hell throw the damn ball anyway!"

Great day. Oh wait one more.

"Buhweet....I can't say it! It's B-W-E-E-T, but I say buhweet."
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[31 Mar 2005|09:11pm]
I've been updating way too much lately.

I'm waiting for Brennan to tell me if he can come over or not.....

I have two questions.

Is monday a red day or a blue day?

More importantly, do people laugh at me or with me?
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[31 Mar 2005|07:29pm]
I gotta talk to Brennan...
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Terry Schiavo [31 Mar 2005|02:33pm]
Well Terry Schiavo is dead.

After 15 years of artificial living she's gone.

What do you all think about this?

I think it's good she's finally gone from this world.

Everyone portrays her husband as this cruel, heartless man.

But when she first got injured he took her to the best therapy and the best doctors in the world.

Nothing worked.

He loved her and didn't want to see her live like that.

And yes, she WAS in a vegetative state.

Her whole brain was much except the stem, which kept her alive and breathing.

So I say it's wonderful that she's gone to a better place now.

A place she should have been in 10 years ago.

God bless her.
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I'm the boooooox ghoooooost! [31 Mar 2005|02:22pm]
Buh weet.....boo weet....DAMNIT! Boooooooweeeeeeet. ARGH! BWEET!

...Rich bitch.


I'd like to buy a vowel. AEIOUANDSOMETIMESY. 'Pardon me?' AEIOUANDSOMETIMESY.
...There's one of those!

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I'm the blanket monster!! I hide under de blankets and go...BOO!!!!

Eeww....what are they?

Aww, poor man with half a face...

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[31 Mar 2005|01:13am]
New s/n!


Add meh.
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[30 Mar 2005|10:43pm]
It's all better.

And yet I feel like it's not.

I feel like something's not right.

And I think I know what it is.
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[30 Mar 2005|10:02pm]
well your just across the street
looks a mile to my feet
i wanna go to you
funny how i'm nervous still
i've always been the easy kill
i guess i always will

could it be that everything goes round a chance (chance)?
or only one way that it was always meant to be (be).
you kill me always know the perfect thing to say (say).
hey hey, know what i should do, but i just cant walk away.

i can picture your face well
from the bar in my hotel.
i wish id go to you.
i pick up put down the phone like your favorite hemasus song goes.
its just like being alone.

oh god please don't tell me this has been in vain. (vain)
i need answers for what all the waiting ive done means.(means)
you kill me youve got some nerve but i cant face your mistakes.
hey hey, hey hey. i know what i should do but i just cant turn away. away. away.

so go on love, leave all the still hope for escape.
gotta take what ya can these days.
theres so much i had, and so much regret.
i know what you wanna say, i know it but cant help feeling differently.
i loved you, and i should've said it.
but tell me what has it ever meant?
i cant help it baby this is who i am (am).
and i'm sorry but i cant just go turn off how i feel (feel).
you kill me, you build me up but just to watch me break.
hey hey, hey hey. i know what i should do but I just cant walk away...
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[30 Mar 2005|09:47pm]
You know what I've realized, guys?

When you are always happy and never sad, and then for one day you have something bad or sad happen, everyone assumes you are axaggerating or don't know what you are talking about.

Guess that's what you get for keeping emotions inside of you, then deciding to finally show them for once.

And no I am not talking about me and CeCe. Just.....me in general.
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[30 Mar 2005|09:09pm]
Thank you CeCe.

Thank you for making me feel like shit.

Thank you for making feel like I really matter.

Thanks a fucking lot.

I hope you're happy.

For the first time in a very long while, I am truly depressed.

So thank you.
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[30 Mar 2005|07:35pm]
Why is that everyone updates just to say "Oh my life is so hard to cope with it sucks I wanna die.", and then they go to everyone and say "Hey...i just updated my lj..do read it nowz...."

I don't get it.

Does everyone love to have people read about their misfortunes and have sympathy for their thoughts?

You all make no sense.
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[30 Mar 2005|04:38am]

Anyone wanna be my and Brennan's wife?

You too can be Mrs. Brockass.

(This is what being on the phone for 4 hours in the morning does to you)

Apply today!
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[30 Mar 2005|04:31am]
Hail Satan! Rrrrrrr.

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[30 Mar 2005|12:13am]
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Sorry that I'm not always happy every second of every day.
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