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| I'm here ! |
[20 Aug 2008|11:29am] |
I forgot I had a livejournal...
:D
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[11 Jun 2007|09:33pm] |
hi, i'm here :)
who else is still here?
that's what i thought.
addicts.
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[23 Aug 2006|06:49pm] |
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hi guys!!!
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[26 Jul 2006|07:08pm] |
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whoa, hello livejournal!
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[11 Jun 2006|12:17pm] |
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so mark is slowly coming to the realization that he cannot control me anymore and it feels kind of good.
it also feels kind of good when his friends are chilling and talking with me more than they are with him. mrrrhrrhrr.
Anyway, I got messed up last night at the beach and I am thankful that I made it home in one piece because it would have been really uncool if I hadn't.
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| play hard |
[07 Jun 2006|11:50am] |
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umm so Vanessa needs a job and she might get one really soon with mike hogan, the taxman.
Vanessa needs to quit making bad decisions.
Vanessa needs to quit having so many regrets in life.
Vanessa needs for aggravating people to STOP CALLING HER PHONE AND LEAVING VOICEMAIL MESSAGES i.e. her ex-boyfriend.
Lord. Third person is for crazy people. Seinfeld.
He just called and left another fucking voicemail. Um, go away? Now? Kthxbye.
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| stolen stolen again bicyle : summer |
[01 Jun 2006|02:13pm] |
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bicycling
fishing
swinging
basketball playing
tanning
going to the beach
illegal things
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"you look like one of those fat happy kids on the playground!" -britney to david
my life is incomplete
here i am
there you are
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[30 May 2006|10:45am] |
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I almost died two times within the past three days.
The first time, well, lets just say it was sort of my own fault and I do not want to go into detail on this thing.OOOH, how mysterious.
Yeah, anyway, the second time I was driving home from stupidhead's house and I took the off-ramp curve a little too fast, the roads were wet, I lost control of my car, almost hit the guard rail, skidded off the road and was stopped by the mud. My car went flying. I really thought I was going to die. But it's all good. Somebody out there loves me and is looking out for my well being which is good to know.
Falecia had a seizure friday and is in the hospital until today probably. I went to see her yesterday and she is feeling better.
Kevin called me the other day and he is in rehab (only about a week and a half left!). I am so proud of him. He is doing so much better-- his progress is almost unbelievable.
Alright, I think I am done.
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| this shit sucks. |
[04 May 2006|11:30am] |
bitching in here about mindless things that do not matter at all makes me feel guilty now.
kevin is in the hospital in critical condition.
he fell off his motorcycle in front of mark's house. I just thank God that he was wearing his helmet. It turns out that it is mark's neighbor's fault because they left some damn log in the road or something: Lawsuit. So I think I might go to the hospital with mark to see kevin this afternoon, but not sure yet. I really just want him to be alright.
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| fucking girls. |
[01 May 2006|06:16pm] |
So today I found out that one of my old friends told one of my other old friends that we stopped being friends and hanging out and shit because I got mad that the guy I was "talking" to was always hitting on her. Um. Yeah. So far from the truth it's not even funny. He never hit on her from the start, he used to call her my "slutty friend," and yeah. Those among other things. But that's even beside the point. I used to ALWAYS ask her to hang out with me and the guy and she would be like, "No, I don't like him. He's a wigger. bitchbitchbitchbitchbitch." The truth of the matter is, she was probably just angry that she lost her chaeffer. Whatever though, what's done is done. Fuck all the dumb shit. I am not dealing with drama anymore; it's over.
I'm hanging out with flowla and chris tonight, should be fun times.
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| GOOD-BYE, EVERYBODY, I'VE GOT TO GO... |
[26 Apr 2006|11:26am] |
Life Sucks when you're not on drugs.
I am not a pirate.
I am a smarty mcsmartpants apparently despite being halfway retarded.
I need to up my standards again when it comes to that whole relationship department.
I need to up my standards period, actually.
Turning this new page is pleasant and unpleasant at the same time, which is confusing.
I am starting to gain back lost faith in myself which equals a higher self esteem. Good times.
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| I need to start standing up for myself to avoid being walked all over... |
[19 Apr 2006|05:56pm] |
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Okay, so the whole, "I don't want to talk to you anymore I'm going to call you within a few hours and pretend like nothing happened" deal is not working anymore. It wasn't working the first time and now it really isn't working. YOU CANNOT PRETEND LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED AFTER YOU MANIPULATE MY EMOTIONS/MAKE ME FEEL LIKE SHIT.
...Does he expect me to just keep hanging on? It's not like I am an unattractive or otherwise undesirable person, so what is the deal?
Anyways, enough with the bullshit, onto bigger and better news:
I am coming back to Jacksonville APPROXIMATELY May 1st I guess. And I'm sort of really excited to be leaving this shithole town otherwise known as Tallahassee.
So get ready to party. people. party people in the place to BE!
Yesssssss.
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| wal*mart |
[05 Apr 2006|08:40am] |
1. Get 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's carts when they aren't looking.
2. Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute intervals.
3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms.
4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone,
" 'Code 3' in housewares".... and see what happens.
5. Go the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on lay away.
6. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.
7. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you'll invite them in if they'll bring pillows from the bedding department.
8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask,
"Why can't you people just leave me alone?"
9. Look right into the security camera; & use it as a mirror, and pick your nose.
10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he knows where the anti - depressants are.
11. Dart around the store suspiciously loudly humming the "Mission Impossible" theme.
12. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna look" using different size funnels.
13. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through,
say "PICK ME!" "PICK ME!"
14. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal position and scream..
"NO! NO! It's those voices again!!!!"
15. Go into a fitting room and shut the door and wait a while; and then yell, very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in here!
16. Get several bouncy balls and throw them down an aisle shouting "go, pikachu, go!"
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| crazy. |
[02 Apr 2006|07:21pm] |
How do people who have been the best of friends forever just fall apart all of a sudden ?
I don't understand.
-vanessa.
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| kevin |
[31 Mar 2006|09:51am] |
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"Are you spoiled, Vanessa?"
-"Sort of I guess..."
"What about you, are you spoiled, Mark?"
-"No."
"...Is Vanessa spoiling you?"
-[grin/shakes head yes]
:)
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