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(not the original) Crack City Rocker
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Wow.
Its been a while, huh?
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[24 Feb 2006|11:22am] |
What a goofball he is.
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[17 Jan 2006|01:20pm] |
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In Flames: Evil in a Closet |
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This has been a very enjoyable suspension. Thank you, Mr. Donalee.
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[11 Oct 2005|10:22pm] |
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I'm so proud of myself.
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[27 Sep 2005|09:24pm] |
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So I decided to clean out my bag today.
4 lighters
1 dead cell phone
1 pair of keys
1 bowtie from prom
1 pair of headphone
1 DCT
1 chapstick
1 Magnum XL
I could be set for life with a bag packed like this.
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[17 Sep 2005|01:00pm] |
King Philip had another fire this morning while all the little 4th graders were picking up their instruments.
But, unfortunately, it was a small electrical fire. Damn. Better luck next time, right?
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[18 Aug 2005|10:30pm] |
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I had a shitty day again. I'm so fed up with the car. Every time I even think about driving it, something esle breaks. Or it gets broken into. Or the breakline decides to not work. But, it's worth it.
But, the day got alot alot alot better when I saw Bobby and Dan (and.. Steve?). Admit it, you're all jealous.
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[11 Aug 2005|11:30pm] |
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I've been with the Weight Watcher's program for 4 weeks now. And today, like every Thursday, was my weigh-in. I've lost 3.85 pounds just this week. So what's the total so far? 16.25 pounds. HOLY SHIT! I know it's not a whole hell of a lot. But I'm still pretty fucking proud of myself. AND on top of that, today, someone asked if I lost weight! I shrugged it off with a quiet "Yeah, kinda". But, inside, I was absolutley glowing with happiness.
I know everyone's probably thinking "Nicole? Care about what she looks like?" Yeah, I do. I mean I've been called a "fat ugly cunt" before. And I know I'm a cunt. But, one, I'm not that ugly. And, two, why be fat?
I've been getting more so fit as well. I jog close to 3 miles a day, even in the heat. And when I lose a bit more weight, I;'m gonna start kick boxing. So, yes, I'll still be able to kick your ass.
Sorry, I had to get this out somewhere :o).
I'm going to Michigan tomorrow for a couple of days with Kevin. If anyone needs anything, my cell is on.
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[07 Aug 2005|05:34pm] |
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Wow. Raves are quite the experience. They're a bit different than what I'm use to. But, nothing wrong with a little variety.
I'm off to Michigan with the boy on Friday. Haha, what a time I'm sure it'll be.
When I come back I am getting two more lip piercings. Maybe my tatoo?
One last thing: If you were a guy turning 18, would you rather go to a strip club or have a personal stripper?
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[01 Aug 2005|01:03am] |
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You know what I got for our anniversary?
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fleas.
But, to make it not text-only (figured it was getting a little bit boring, I'll add some pictures. Creative, I know) Don't bother looking at them if you do not like partial male nudity. I like it, hence why pictures were taken.
( Read more... )
I really need to start summer reading. But I get wicked discouraged when I look at the books. Fuck school.
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[16 Jul 2005|08:16pm] |
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I'm sick of doing shows in Rhode Island. I have nothing against Rhode Island or it's inhabitants. But, when we put all our effort, time, and money into a show, just to get boo'ed off before we even start with "GO HOME, BOSTON!" It kinda pisses me off. I can understand the tension between RI and Mass, but GET THE FUCK OVER IT. It is not my problem that FSU [or any "gang" affiliation for that matter] is kicking the shit outta your kids. I understand it's not the moral thing to do just to prove you're "Boston Hardcore", but not everyone from Mass is an asshole. And while I'm on the topic of gangs, what's the fucking point to them? Oh yeah, I forgot. Beating the pulp out of a college student when he's outnumbered 10 to 1 is wicked tough. GROW THE FUCK UP. Instead of destroying human life, go do something with yourself. Read a book. Become educated and not ignorant and better the world. But anyways, what's my point? It's all fucking music. Whether it be from Mass, Texas, Asia or Afghanistan. Even if it's shitty music, just appreciate it for what it is. There are plenty of bands out there that do put a good amount of work into what and I'm pretty positive it's not to just be kicked off a stage.
On a different note, I got a new septum ring :o). But, I swallowed my 9th lip ring. I just can't win.
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[28 Jun 2005|11:12am] |
Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me?
Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas?
Why death is easier than living?
You can be almost anything
When you're on your fucking knees.
Not today,
Not my son,
Not my family,
Not while walking is still honest,
And you haven't given up on me.
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[22 Jun 2005|10:07am] |
So I got my SAT scores back...
Is a 1740 good?
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[25 May 2005|03:44pm] |
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What? I'm a senior? When the hell did this happen? Where did the last three years go? Jesus, time fucking flies.
This sinking in for anyone else?
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[21 May 2005|03:01pm] |
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I will admit, there's nothing better than driving in a '79 Camaro with your three best friends.
I wish every night was like that.
As soon as I get out of school, I want to go on an adventure. Give me places to go. Someone already suggested upstate New York, which doesn't sound bad at all.
Also, suggest random songs to listen to. After viewing some of Conor's music choices, I've decided a little bit of change wouldn't be too bad at all.
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[09 May 2005|07:56pm] |
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I don't know where to start. I don't know where to pickup again. Did my life actually momentarily pause? Did it keep going and I'm just not moving? Did I move too fast? Or not fast enough? I don't even know anymore. If I get my mind off of it for a little while, it just comes back to haunt me. Haha, and here I was thinking I was pregnant (which, is actually physically impossible).
I had so many questions to ask them. Could it have been prevented? Was it something I did or didn't do? I know nothing they would have said could have made me feel better in the least. The bright side is that it isn't as bad as it could possibly get. Should I take comfort in that? I'm not taking comfort in all too much of anything.
I haven't told him. I haven't told much of anyone. One person. I don't wanna tell everyone else, because I'm not looking for a pity trip. Actually, that's the last thing I want right now. I can't even tell myself. I wrote it down on a piece of paper 3 times. Man, reality fucking sucks.
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[05 May 2005|06:02pm] |
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HOLY FUCKING SHIT:
(Telephone ringing)
Me: "Hello?"
Shane: "I'm coming home in two weeks." (He's going to college in Illinois)
Me: "Really? Why?"
Shane: "Because we're recording. In two weeks."
Me: "..."
Shane: "No joke, a full length, just us, all expenses are paid."
Me: "..."
Holy shit. We're recording. FINALLY RECORDING!
I'm speechless. So. Fucking. Speechless.
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[12 Apr 2005|03:42pm] |
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He's almost smiling. :o)
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[07 Feb 2005|09:21pm] |
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I had a conference with the school today. I've never felt so sick in my life. I thought my body was going to crawl inside itself. They said if I get expelled, I am not allowed to attend any public school in Mass. Private schools cost 25-30,000 a year. I'd hafta label myself a dropout and get my G.E.D.
I know it's hypocritical to say, but I have no idea why someone would wanna fuck up another person's life this much. I know I've fucked with other people, but not this much.
And if she brings it to court as an assault charge, I face a year and a half in juvenile detention.
I sat in the middle of my room for 3 and half hours today. Staring at the wall. Seriously contemplating if my pulse wasn't imaginary or not.
All because of one person's lie? I don't get it. I'll never get it.
I go back tomorrow for a meeting with her, Mendes, and Levine. I'll know tomorrow the definite decision.
Oh and the word "anything" usually means exactly that. That doesn't mean that when something this important comes along, you back down at the last minute for whatever reason. But, again, cowardice or the inability it committ may also be something I may never understand.
Well kids, wish me luck, say a prayer, do whatever you gotta do.
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