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2003 was an intense year for me.
acting like i could type ebonics:
"mmm mmm mmm. So I talked to these gurrls last night.. nuh uh, yeah huh girrrl. and dey was sooome fiiiiiiine ass shorties [no pun intended]. So first i was hollerin at this white gurl. nu uh, yeah huh. but she's got flava.. i mean.. she puts the thrilla in manilla. So anyways, we went to this resuraunt then we bizzounced out to this other hot mami's house. dayyyyyuuum. i was about to say "uh. yeah... yeah yeah check it... yo. Do you like mac n cheese? ... 'ea'ea... because your kraft get my noodle goin!" hahahah. Sorry, i cant do this anymore. "
Halloween 2003
m so... drunken. I hung out with justin and alex and tiffanie, then we went tttttttttttttttto teffanys house and had candy and then alex took money and bought a bottle of alcohol and then a few. wewent to school and on the track and drank and i had so much fun. me and justin peeed together. !! well... now we're going to finish the kosher alcohol with cokes,,, and ghlasses./
my first and last show makeout session:
(and yes, it really did happen like this)
October 2003
the night before...
myself, justin, rose, daniel (her boy), Stephanie, and bob went to the Andew W K show... with yellow card. I was hoping Andrew W K would be NOT LAST, but they were. we left before they got on. Anyways.. there was this band there, story of the year, and they played really good makeout music. Yellowcard was alright, i wasn't really listening, i was "moshing". it wasn't even a real pit, i got one fucking bruise. I got to skank around abit... they had a decent circle pit.. but before and after that it was shit. anyways. i met this girl, mary, and she was really pretty, i didn't know what to say to her so i looked at her shirt and it said "i <3 Girls" and i smiled REALLY big and said hey, i like your shirt. she smiled and said 'cool, me too'. i put out my hand for hers to shake and introduced myself as kristin and heard her say mary. i smiled, she winked, i kissed her hand lightly. she giggled and looked to the band and i continued moshing. I ended up seeing her later on on the outskirts of the pit and i smiled. i guess she saw me becase she waved me over. I walked she signaled me to come closer and she kissed me. it was breif, but a kiss. i looked at her in complete shock.. my face 2 inches away from hers, grabbed her hand and walked over to the wall... i asked her if she dreamed in color, she smiled put her arms around my neck and said tonight i do, and i kissed her. and it was soooooo fucking hot.
being whiney about girls:
something on my mind... and i can't say what it is because it would sound really mean and insensitive... because it is. It has to do with a girl that broke my heart a while ago and then hated me for no fucking reason, SHE didnt even know why. she made my life satans underpants for a months. all i can really say is...
KARMA'S A FUCKING BITCH.
my first guitar:
:sigh: besides that and the whole parent issue... and grounding issue, i am extremely happy i got my SILVERTONE. :-D Life is good. i spent 13hours on it straight. its soooo beautiful. i should have got an uglier guitar because holding her i look buttfugly compared to her. i need a name for her though. any suggestions??? hmm??? maybe if i post it like this:
first time i got caught smoking:
My mother, the saint she is, caught me smoking today so she kept me from band. OOO big deal. well i won't do good durring the parent show, that's all. she gave me this 45 minute long lecture on how cigarettes are bad and how being gay is bad, and how i'll burn in eternal flame and brimstone. that kinda sucks coming from your mom. She thinks i'm really fucking up my life.
my father, the anal sphincter. I gave A a call last night to return hers and she was talking to someone so she said she'd call me back. Well.. she did and my father got on saying to get off and A was saying how i should say stuff like how she want to kill herself and all, she has no idea how many time's i've used that excuse. well i didn't think it was fair because my brothers were on the computer so i went into his office and told him and he said "well your brothers are doing this" and pulled out my pack of cigarettes. fucking hell.
an average day inthe life:
Scoot (as i so lovingly call him) and i did in fact find something to do. We picked up matt, got slurpees, chilled in the Food Lion parking lot talking about disney movies and such, went back to matts house, listened to his totally gangster rap, me and matt jammed a bit, then scott had to go pick up amber so we went to wendys laughing all the way (ho ho ho) about soiled upholsty and martha stewart, then he dropped me off home and here i am!
I don't feel like doing anything today exept painting blogging and guitar strumming. I want my mom to leave the house. Just for her to leave, that's all, and today will be fine. It feels like the only thing that's going my way is the way my root beer tastes
I was a dumb kid:
i'm wishing one day i'll meet a girl that will make me want to slit my wrists everytime she cried so that the salty drops would seep into my circulation... okay i know that's kinda freaky but that's how i think.
stephony apologized to justin and now their friends. my thoughts: i think (solely based on her past) that she is chock full of shit and that she just ran out of people that will stand and let her talk shit about them with HER DAD. but if she is indeed sencere and truely genuinely sorry, i will tolerate her, but ONLY after she proves herself. and that is the doubted outcome.
"I swallowed your cum and you won't let me sleep on your couch?"
if i had a girl...
if i had a warped tour ticket and she didn't i'd give it away in order to spend the day with her.
i'd call her every night and sing her a new song everytime i did.
i'd wait for her to kiss me our first kiss
i'd hold her hand every chance we got
i'd take her out and buy her slurpees
So I put up this away message:
"If I ever had the chance to meet Franka Potente I'd ask her: So, how does it feel to be an independant, intellecual, incredibly charasmatic and talented actress from your humble beginings in germany to hollywood? How is that transition? Would you like to talk about this over dinner?
...or more likely something like this:
If you were a library book, I would totally check you out.8-)"
and i got an unexpected response (SNs are kept private):
.franka potente is the shit
.i know who that is she is a wonderful actress
.word. she is very very very hot.
.*orgasm*
.haha me too! damn kid...
. FUCK! lola's the shizzle fo rizzle!
.mmmmmmmm
.god i'd hump her in a holy second.[inside joke]
I didn't know so many people knew about her.
Chyeah. she puts the yum in daaaayum
i wish i were a phantom.. no ghost no farie.just a frikin phantom.
My pointsetta, Rudy, almost died. I neglected it on the week was allowed out.It withered away to a few red leaves. I looked at it and realized what i've done. I've done exactly to it to what i've done to my life. I've been focusing on the things that can live without me the most and leaving the things that need me to die. Well Rudy is in the the sun getting plenty of sunlight and water, and i'm doing some major reconsidering of my priorities.
kick ass. so i get online and justins on. guess the fuck what... im ungrounded. lets get trashed. i didnt use those words but thats what i was thinking. so we go to see LOTR 3 with his bro and aunt... that didnt work. So we went to walmart and i spent most of my 20 in less than 24 hours of recieving it.. on macaroooooonie n cheese, a pint of ice cream, and tuna helper. we didnt even eat the tuna helper.
So after that we go to Mike's job, a tattoo shop in hampton. i finnally got my 2 week cigarette break (trying to quit) and then i go inside. There she is. "D". wowee. So i'm standing behind the counter pretending to look at photographs of tattoos and hopeing sooo bad that shes gay. babooom. its fate, she is. mike was working on her tat. (which was completely and utterly beautiful by the way) And I stared like there was no tomarrow. I knew I wasnt going to talk to her (or holler as justin and steph were saying), I didn't really want to. She was just visually intriguing.
A tattooed, lesbian, middle school teacher. i think thats #1 on bizzare combinations op people that i've met.
my best friend justin:
i <3 justin. i take him to local hxc shows.
he takes me to fashion shows.
hahaha.
me -bikini julius: omg you are so fucking right
justin -Ditzy JuJu Bean: fo sho
Ditzy JuJu Bean: im tired of dealing with this shit
bikini julius: me to!
bikini julius: lets not
bikini julius: lets just let it go and never think of it again
Ditzy JuJu Bean: lets move to hawaii and be tiki stand girls!
acting like i could type ebonics:
"mmm mmm mmm. So I talked to these gurrls last night.. nuh uh, yeah huh girrrl. and dey was sooome fiiiiiiine ass shorties [no pun intended]. So first i was hollerin at this white gurl. nu uh, yeah huh. but she's got flava.. i mean.. she puts the thrilla in manilla. So anyways, we went to this resuraunt then we bizzounced out to this other hot mami's house. dayyyyyuuum. i was about to say "uh. yeah... yeah yeah check it... yo. Do you like mac n cheese? ... 'ea'ea... because your kraft get my noodle goin!" hahahah. Sorry, i cant do this anymore. "
Halloween 2003
m so... drunken. I hung out with justin and alex and tiffanie, then we went tttttttttttttttto teffanys house and had candy and then alex took money and bought a bottle of alcohol and then a few. wewent to school and on the track and drank and i had so much fun. me and justin peeed together. !! well... now we're going to finish the kosher alcohol with cokes,,, and ghlasses./
my first and last show makeout session:
(and yes, it really did happen like this)
October 2003
the night before...
myself, justin, rose, daniel (her boy), Stephanie, and bob went to the Andew W K show... with yellow card. I was hoping Andrew W K would be NOT LAST, but they were. we left before they got on. Anyways.. there was this band there, story of the year, and they played really good makeout music. Yellowcard was alright, i wasn't really listening, i was "moshing". it wasn't even a real pit, i got one fucking bruise. I got to skank around abit... they had a decent circle pit.. but before and after that it was shit. anyways. i met this girl, mary, and she was really pretty, i didn't know what to say to her so i looked at her shirt and it said "i <3 Girls" and i smiled REALLY big and said hey, i like your shirt. she smiled and said 'cool, me too'. i put out my hand for hers to shake and introduced myself as kristin and heard her say mary. i smiled, she winked, i kissed her hand lightly. she giggled and looked to the band and i continued moshing. I ended up seeing her later on on the outskirts of the pit and i smiled. i guess she saw me becase she waved me over. I walked she signaled me to come closer and she kissed me. it was breif, but a kiss. i looked at her in complete shock.. my face 2 inches away from hers, grabbed her hand and walked over to the wall... i asked her if she dreamed in color, she smiled put her arms around my neck and said tonight i do, and i kissed her. and it was soooooo fucking hot.
being whiney about girls:
something on my mind... and i can't say what it is because it would sound really mean and insensitive... because it is. It has to do with a girl that broke my heart a while ago and then hated me for no fucking reason, SHE didnt even know why. she made my life satans underpants for a months. all i can really say is...
KARMA'S A FUCKING BITCH.
my first guitar:
:sigh: besides that and the whole parent issue... and grounding issue, i am extremely happy i got my SILVERTONE. :-D Life is good. i spent 13hours on it straight. its soooo beautiful. i should have got an uglier guitar because holding her i look buttfugly compared to her. i need a name for her though. any suggestions??? hmm??? maybe if i post it like this:
first time i got caught smoking:
My mother, the saint she is, caught me smoking today so she kept me from band. OOO big deal. well i won't do good durring the parent show, that's all. she gave me this 45 minute long lecture on how cigarettes are bad and how being gay is bad, and how i'll burn in eternal flame and brimstone. that kinda sucks coming from your mom. She thinks i'm really fucking up my life.
my father, the anal sphincter. I gave A a call last night to return hers and she was talking to someone so she said she'd call me back. Well.. she did and my father got on saying to get off and A was saying how i should say stuff like how she want to kill herself and all, she has no idea how many time's i've used that excuse. well i didn't think it was fair because my brothers were on the computer so i went into his office and told him and he said "well your brothers are doing this" and pulled out my pack of cigarettes. fucking hell.
an average day inthe life:
Scoot (as i so lovingly call him) and i did in fact find something to do. We picked up matt, got slurpees, chilled in the Food Lion parking lot talking about disney movies and such, went back to matts house, listened to his totally gangster rap, me and matt jammed a bit, then scott had to go pick up amber so we went to wendys laughing all the way (ho ho ho) about soiled upholsty and martha stewart, then he dropped me off home and here i am!
I don't feel like doing anything today exept painting blogging and guitar strumming. I want my mom to leave the house. Just for her to leave, that's all, and today will be fine. It feels like the only thing that's going my way is the way my root beer tastes
I was a dumb kid:
i'm wishing one day i'll meet a girl that will make me want to slit my wrists everytime she cried so that the salty drops would seep into my circulation... okay i know that's kinda freaky but that's how i think.
stephony apologized to justin and now their friends. my thoughts: i think (solely based on her past) that she is chock full of shit and that she just ran out of people that will stand and let her talk shit about them with HER DAD. but if she is indeed sencere and truely genuinely sorry, i will tolerate her, but ONLY after she proves herself. and that is the doubted outcome.
"I swallowed your cum and you won't let me sleep on your couch?"
if i had a girl...
if i had a warped tour ticket and she didn't i'd give it away in order to spend the day with her.
i'd call her every night and sing her a new song everytime i did.
i'd wait for her to kiss me our first kiss
i'd hold her hand every chance we got
i'd take her out and buy her slurpees
So I put up this away message:
"If I ever had the chance to meet Franka Potente I'd ask her: So, how does it feel to be an independant, intellecual, incredibly charasmatic and talented actress from your humble beginings in germany to hollywood? How is that transition? Would you like to talk about this over dinner?
...or more likely something like this:
If you were a library book, I would totally check you out.8-)"
and i got an unexpected response (SNs are kept private):
.franka potente is the shit
.i know who that is she is a wonderful actress
.word. she is very very very hot.
.*orgasm*
.haha me too! damn kid...
. FUCK! lola's the shizzle fo rizzle!
.mmmmmmmm
.god i'd hump her in a holy second.[inside joke]
I didn't know so many people knew about her.
Chyeah. she puts the yum in daaaayum
i wish i were a phantom.. no ghost no farie.just a frikin phantom.
My pointsetta, Rudy, almost died. I neglected it on the week was allowed out.It withered away to a few red leaves. I looked at it and realized what i've done. I've done exactly to it to what i've done to my life. I've been focusing on the things that can live without me the most and leaving the things that need me to die. Well Rudy is in the the sun getting plenty of sunlight and water, and i'm doing some major reconsidering of my priorities.
kick ass. so i get online and justins on. guess the fuck what... im ungrounded. lets get trashed. i didnt use those words but thats what i was thinking. so we go to see LOTR 3 with his bro and aunt... that didnt work. So we went to walmart and i spent most of my 20 in less than 24 hours of recieving it.. on macaroooooonie n cheese, a pint of ice cream, and tuna helper. we didnt even eat the tuna helper.
So after that we go to Mike's job, a tattoo shop in hampton. i finnally got my 2 week cigarette break (trying to quit) and then i go inside. There she is. "D". wowee. So i'm standing behind the counter pretending to look at photographs of tattoos and hopeing sooo bad that shes gay. babooom. its fate, she is. mike was working on her tat. (which was completely and utterly beautiful by the way) And I stared like there was no tomarrow. I knew I wasnt going to talk to her (or holler as justin and steph were saying), I didn't really want to. She was just visually intriguing.
A tattooed, lesbian, middle school teacher. i think thats #1 on bizzare combinations op people that i've met.
my best friend justin:
i <3 justin. i take him to local hxc shows.
he takes me to fashion shows.
hahaha.
me -bikini julius: omg you are so fucking right
justin -Ditzy JuJu Bean: fo sho
Ditzy JuJu Bean: im tired of dealing with this shit
bikini julius: me to!
bikini julius: lets not
bikini julius: lets just let it go and never think of it again
Ditzy JuJu Bean: lets move to hawaii and be tiki stand girls!