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Going back...FINALLY! [03 Jan 2004|08:16am]
[ mood | ecstatic ]

Going back today. In approximately 10 hours! YAY!

I'm so excited to see everyone. The only person I won't see tonight is Amy. I'll see her tomorrow. I'm going to try to rearrange our room so it'll be done when she gets back. So who am I going to see tonight?

1. Fran. OMG! I am SO excited to see him. I mean, I know I saw him about a week ago, but still... I really missed him.
2. Russ. Damn, I missed that crazy kid. I definitely missed my best friend.
3. Ryan. Wow, he and I have gotten close during these breaks, because we're all each other has. It'll be nice to see him again.
4. Sharon. I'm definitely glad she and I got so close, and I got to go to her house and everything over break. It was fun. I can't wait to see her.
5. Brandon. Ryan's friend, but he's so great. He's one of us.
6. Jake-e-poo. He almost made me cry last night, but out of happiness. I can't wait to smoke with him again.

Wow, I really did miss everyone. Well I'm going to go.

[sealed the deal]

[03 Dec 2003|03:10pm]
Zest. Desire. Excitement.
Take the Color Personality Test here.

[23 kisses sealed the deal]

So effin bored [28 Nov 2003|07:04pm]
[ mood | content ]

Wow, I'm bored. I am SO READY to go back.

Tomorrow Mom and I are going shopping. Yay! I'm going to get my Santa hat and mistletoe! Hehe! The guys are going to be so surprised! Hopefully I won't fail my classes this semester. I need to work really hard to get my journals done before the end of the semester. Grrrrrr.


Well, I'm going to go.

[sealed the deal]

Like WHOA! [28 Nov 2003|01:39pm]
[ mood | excited ]

Wow, I am so freakin excited! I called Amy last night, and we talked for like three hours or something. Thank gawd I was using my night and weekend minutes. Anyway, we decided we were going to throw a Christmas party. We're going shopping this Sunday when we get back. Also, we're going to decorate and wrap the presents we buy on Sunday. We decided we're going to buy for the following people: Russ, Fran, Drew, Ryan, Sunny, Justin, Mongo, Sharon and Jake.

1] Russ. Well, I was thinking of buying him condoms as a gag gift of sorts, but I'm thinking that I might get him something more meaningful. I don't know what to get him though. So, I'll be thinking about that.
2] Fran. I have tons of things written down that I can get Fran. Well, I'm definitely getting him those Stiga ping-pong balls. And then other things I have written down are the following: a shirt, Balderdash, the Flaming Lips CD or a stuffed black dog.
3] Amy. I have no friggin idea what to get Amy for Christmas. No clue. I'll probably end up getting her girly stuff.
4] Mong. Amy and I are getting Mongo a bunch of blank CDs, so he can burn them for his car.
5] Jake. We just decided to buy Jake cigarettes.
6] Ryan. We're going to try to find Ryan a Lord of the Rings figurine, because he's like obsessed with the movies, and he's read the books too.
7] Sharon. We're going to get Sharon a fairy statuette, because she likes fairies and whatnot.
8] Sunny. We have no clue as to what we should get Sunny.
9] Justin. Again, no clue. But we were thinking of a book called How to Talk to Girls.
10] Drew. And Amy's just going on her own to buy Drew something.

But yeah, Amy and I are stealing Christmas decorations from our houses. I'm going to the Dollar Store today and buy myself a Santa hat and, if all possible, a Santa sack. I'm going to be the resident Santa Clause. Haha! Oh, and no Christmas party would be complete without a little mistletoe. I'm bringing a bunch of mugs from home to make hot chocolate for everyone. Amy and I are going to burn Christmas CDs. And my mom said I could take the fiber optic tree we have. We're making the party invitation only, so Amy's making invitations and we're going to have them put in everyone's mail box on Wednesday. We thought a nice party before finals week would be nice.

So, yeah, I'm so effin excited! I absolutely cannot wait! BLAH!

Well, I'm going to go now. Later, all.

[sealed the deal]

Happy Thanksgiving [27 Nov 2003|11:15am]
[ mood | calm ]

Well, it's officially Thanksgiving. I hope everyone's is a good one.

I should be getting ready, but I have horrible cramps at the moment. Not that any of you wanted to know that, but I do. And my foot's asleep.

I know after Thanksgiving is over, I'm going to want to go back already. I'm going back on Sunday after church and dinner.

[sealed the deal]

::sigh:: [26 Nov 2003|09:38pm]
[ mood | tired but happy ]

Well, I'm home. Yay.

I've had a great past couple of days. We left UPJ at around 4:30. Well, it was 4:30 until we packed all our shit in the car. We got to my house. We stayed there for about a half hour and I soon realized that Fran and Russ were completely taken with my dogs and cat. They fell in love with them. Anyway...

We got to Fran's house, and then Fran and I went to his sister's powder puff football game. Then, we went back to the house and his mom ordered us a pizza. We talked with his mom, dad and sisters for awhile then Fran and I went downstairs and watched a movie. Then, towards the end of the movie, Russ came over. Then, Fran's brother Andy came home. Andy's a really nice guy. We all sat around and talked. Then, Andy said he was going to bed. Fran, Russ and I decided we were going to go joyriding. Then we tried to figure out where we were going to sleep. Andy said he'd sleep downstairs on the couch and then Fran and I could have the bunk beds upstairs and Russ would sleep on the floor. Then Andy said he and Russ could sleep in the bunk beds upstairs and then Fran and I could sleep in the bed downstairs. When he said that, I just gave him this look. I mean, Andy knows that Fran and I have already slept together. But I didn't think it was a good idea. So, Andy went to bed, and the three of us went joyriding. We decided to go to Chalky's, this pool hall. Fran called his best friend Brendan on my cell phone, and he met us there. Brendan was really nice and cute. I wouldn't have thought he and Fran were friends. So we played pool for like an hour or so. Then we went to Eat n' Park. After we ate, we went back to Fran's house. Brendan showed us this video he made for Fran for Christmas last year. It was really cute. It was funny, because all night Brendan kept calling Fran Francis. He kept saying, "Hey Francis, hey Francis!" So, after Brendan left, Fran, Russ and I went to bed. Then, in the morning, we headed to my place. My mom made us this really great dinner with an awesome strawberry cheesecake pie. Then we watched D3, because Fran never saw it and ate some pumpkin roll. Then they left probably around 9:30. I miss them already.

Finally, some picturesCollapse )

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[23 Nov 2003|01:45pm]
So, yeah, I can totally tell it's going to be a bad day.

Fran is asleep still. He's snoring. It's actually kind of cute.

But he's not feeling well at all, and he has lots of math homework to do today. I am not in for a good time today. Grrrrrrrrrrrr.


Well, not that I've pointed that out, I'm going to go.

[sealed the deal]

Another beautiful day at UPJ [21 Nov 2003|11:55am]
Well, so, here's the plan for Thanksgiving. I'm either going to Pittsburgh on Tuesday and then Fran and Russ are coming to Altoona on Wednesday or vice-versa. So, yeah, I'm REALLY excited. I don't know what the hell the three of us are going to do.

So, yeah, everyone at home, I will either be home on Tuesday or Wednesday, and my boys will be with me. Let me know if you want to see me during break!

I love you all!

[sealed the deal]

[19 Nov 2003|06:55pm]

the United Nations!

Most people think you're ineffective, but you are trying to
completely save the world from itself, so there's always going to be a long
way to go.  You're always the one trying to get friends to talk to each
other, enemies to talk to each other, anyone who can to just talk instead of
beating each other about the head and torso.  Sometimes it works and sometimes
it doesn't, and you get very schizophrenic as a result.  But your heart
is in the right place, and sometimes also in New York.

Take the Country
at the Blue Pyramid

[sealed the deal]

So... [16 Nov 2003|12:21pm]
Well, I'm feeling a lot better today. Or so I think. I can't really tell. I just woke up not long ago. I'm going to brunch with Fran, Russ and Mongo at one. I still have to dry my hair, get dressed and do my makeup.

Anyway, I just thought I'd let all of you know that care that I'm still alive.

Hopefully, I'll actually be able to eat today. Yesterday, I was too afraid to eat too much, because I was afraid I was going to puke. YUCK!


Well, I guess I better go get ready, so I can wake up the retards.

Later, all!

[sealed the deal]

Another night... [09 Nov 2003|02:48am]
Blah. Can't sleep again.

Even though I'm tired as fuck.

I can't wait to go back tomorrow. I can't wait to see my boys.

AGH! I miss the following:

1. Fran. DUH! Of course I miss him. I think I'll make him spend Sunday night with me. YAY! I can't wait to kiss him again.
2. Russ. I never thought I'd be able to have a guy best friend that is as close to me as Russ is. I definitely miss him.
3. Amy. Even though she has a tendency to subconciously hit on Fran sometimes, she and I have gotten close, and I miss her.
4. Sunni. I miss him. I can't believe he took us all out to Eat n' Park. On him. He bought like six Breakfast Smiles.
5. Justin. I miss smelling his hair.
6. Jakey Poo. I miss smoking with him at like four in the morning.
7. EB, Weeb and with a Y. I miss those crazy bitches. Especially with a Y.
8. Sharon. My new favorite person. I miss talking to her.
9. B Rizzle, Dan and the rest of the Hickory Porch Monkeys. Wow, do I miss them.
10. Dave, Ryan and the rest of the Hemlock Porch Monkeys (even though they're not called Porch Monkeys). I miss smoking with them.
11. Isaac. I miss seeing him with his guitar in the early morning sunlight. That was so cinematical.

BLAH. Need. To. Go. Back.

Ok, I'm going to go try to sleep now.

[sealed the deal]

Wow [07 Nov 2003|10:23pm]
Stolen from Erin...damn this motherfucker was LONGCollapse )

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[03 Nov 2003|01:02am]

Your Sexual Power Animal is a Firefly!

Flirty, fun, and friendly.

Like a firefly you are all about the dance.

You've been accused of liking foreplay as much as sex!

You don't have a strobe show to lure partners,

But your act does the job quite well.

What's Your Sexual Power Animal?

More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva

[2 kisses sealed the deal]

tiredmuse, you bitch! [31 Oct 2003|08:16am]
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Go trick-or-treating! Username:
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[2 kisses sealed the deal]

Another night slips away [31 Oct 2003|08:06am]
[ mood | thirsty ]

My darling and beautiful boyfriend spent the night again. And I had to sleep on the outside of the bed. Uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable. Oh well. He kind of woke up in the middle of the night and started singing You and I Both by Jason Mraz, which, in turn, woke me up. Then, he threw his one leg over top of mine and started humping it. He stopped and kind of laughed at himself. He said, "I love you, pup." That's what he calls me. Pup. Although he says it in this really cutesy voice, and it comes out sounding like Pip. Anyway, he leaned down and kissed me, and we went back to sleep.

How cute, right?

The other day--Wednesday, I believe it was--I came out of my poetry class to find him standing there, holding one of the school newspapers and just giving me this look. I smiled uncontrollably and said, "What are you doing here?" He folded up the paper and said, "To see you." Then he kissed me on the forehead.

Believe it or not, we didn't get into any little tiffs at all yesterday. Kelsy came in my room last night, looking for either Russ or Fran. She wanted to go to this haunted house thing, and she was looking for people to go with her. Russ couldn't go, because he had a lot of reading for English to do. I didn't want to go. I hate haunted houses. (Especially after that little episode with Britt and Jeff last year.) So, Fran decided he wanted to go.

Fran: Are you coming?
Me: No.
Fran: Why not?
Me: I don't want to.
Fran: Well, I'm going.
Me: I know. Go.
Fran: I feel bad leaving you here. You should be going with me.
Me: You're not "leaving" me here. Go. Have fun.
Fran: Okay.

At this point, he gives me a kiss and before he pulls away, I whisper:

If she hits on you in that dark house, her ass is mine.

He just laughed and said, "Okay Mama." (The "Mama" thing is a whole other story, by the way.)

So, we got our outfits for tonight. Fran looks pretty pimped. If he can somehow fix his wig, he should look like John Lennon. I am so Yoko Ono with that shirt I got today. We look cute together. Hopefully, Amy will be able to wear my one black dress, and she's going as a cat. Russ is going as a hick.

Fran and I need cigarettes for tonight. John and Yoko smoked. Possibly drinking tonight. Not a lot, or else I'll be puking my Yoko guts everywhere. Just a little to get me buzzed. I smoked the night before last with Jake. It was pretty sweet. I didn't cry. I was just in a really good/dancing mood. Fran was kind of upset. He doesn't like it when I get high, because I act retarded, and ask him if he's mad at me and bawl like a two-year-old.

My mom's coming up to see me today. I miss her. I'm going home next weekend. I'd love to take all my friends up here with me, but there'd be nothing to do. Mom told me before that I could take Russ and Fran home with me some weekend, and they could stay at our house. I can only imagine how my dad would feel about that. I'm sure my dad is pretty hesitant at the fact that the main people I hang out with consist of two guys, one of which is my boyfriend.

Speaking of boyfriend, he's still sleeping. I won't be able to go to sleep until he leaves around nine. Then, I'm eating lunch at one with Russ, Fran and Amy. Then, I'm free the rest of the day. I might take a nap later. Last night around seven, Russ, Fran and I all took naps. Russ was sleeping in my bed. Fran was sleeping in Amy's bed. And I was sleeping on the floor, and it was my fucking room. Oh well.

Well, I guess I'll go try to go back to sleep before nine. It's like eight now.

[sealed the deal]

Grrrrrrrrrrr [25 Oct 2003|12:43am]
So, the anniversary came and went. It's technically over now. Woo-FUCKING-hoo. So, maybe I should have actually planned something, but I didn't know what the fuck to do. Everyone is still here. We haven't really had any alone time. I know I sound like a whiny girlfriend, and I admit, right now, I am. But whatever.


[1 kiss sealed the deal]

[14 Oct 2003|10:53am]
Season = Winter
You're Most Like The Season Winter ...

You're often depicted as the cold, distant season.
But you're incredibly intelligent, mature and
Independant. You have an air of power around
you - and that can sometimes scare people off.
You're complex, and get hurt easily - so you
rarely let people in if you can help it. You
can be somewhat of a loner, but just as easily
you could be the leader of many. You Tend to be
negative, and hard to relate to, but you give
off a relaxed image despite being insecure -
and secretly many people long to be like you,
not knowing how deep the Winter season really

Well done... You're the most inspirational of
seasons :)

?? Which Season Are You ??
brought to you by Quizilla

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Another night, another day [13 Oct 2003|12:10pm]
I'm on Russ's computer at the moment. Fran and I spent the night here. Fran left at around nine this morning. I'm still here. I'm not going back to my room until the bitch leaves. I don't think Amanda is a bitch. But I think she's just really influenced by Lindsay and vice-versa. They get each other to hate me. But I don't really give a fuck. I might go to Student Housing today and ask if there are any rooms vacant. I don't care whom I have to live with. Anything would be better than this shit. I haven't talked to Angela or Amy. I might go to housing today and ask them if it's possible to re-triple. Amy says she doesn't think so. I guess I'll wait to talk to Amy and Angela to see how they feel about it first.

So, I'm talking to Amy about it now. I hope Angela is ok with it, because I seriously cannot take living with Lindsay anymore. It sucks ass.

But I just called the Housing thing and it said that as long as everyone involved is ok with it, it'd be cool.


[1 kiss sealed the deal]

[23 Sep 2003|11:05am]
Well, we're about ready to head out to lunch. I'm not really feelin this song. Let me change it. Ah, that's better. Fisher. Anyway...

I still can't believe I gave Fran that poem. But if he says anything, especially about that line, I'll say I overdramatized. It's poetry for gawd's sake. Open for interpretation.

I bombed a test this morning. In every sense of the word. It was horrible.

[sealed the deal]

[22 Sep 2003|07:56pm]
Yesterday’s Lovers
She remembers their names, no matter how
unimportant. Stupid names. Stupid
mistakes. With one exception.

Drunk on passion
and juice, she collapses into Number One’s
loose arms. He smiles his goofy smile down
at her wasted state, knows he’s going to have his way.
She doesn’t care. She just wants a place to
lie down, even if he’s on top of her.
The room is dim, not his own. Her calves
ache. These shoes have got to go.
Lust fills the air, no room for feeling. Her feet
slide across the brown, shaggy carpet.
Her head hits the top bunk, as she slips in between
the covers. Buttons unbutton. Zippers unzip.
He bites her ear, makes noise. Not the best,
but definitely better than the red-haired kid.
Unfamiliar faces congratulate her on her
conquest, no matter how small. And small it was.

Sober as a judge, she follows Number Two.
His hand grazes her back, gesturing her into the room.
Words of peace and liberation float from his mouth in alcoholic waves.
His azure eyes burn, and she knows she couldn’t say no if she wanted to.
And she doesn’t.
Her hand’s lost in his hair as he asks too many questions.
What do you want me to do? “Anything” is the correct
answer. He’s got a degree in charming women and serving
BS on silver platters. His voice sails through her ear and
trickles down her spine in tiny beads of perspiration.
He whispers of sultry summers, waves crashing.
His wave pulls her out to sea, and she feels like she’s
drowning, floating beneath the surface.
She reaches the surface, screaming and biting.
She’s almost sure the whole town can hear.

After Number Two, she’s spent and steps outside
for a midnight smoke. Or maybe it’s after midnight.
The lit tip of the “brown acid” lights up the sky.
Her hair is matted somewhat, but charming nonetheless.
The “freshly fucked” look is what it’s called. A look
she’s perfected. The air cools her neck, getting her ready
for her next victim, who’s sitting in the room downstairs.
She stumbles in, looking for a place to lie down.
Number Three stares at her from heavy lidded eyes.
She just wants to sleep. With him, with anyone.
She curls up beside him as conversation ensues around them.
Football stats and beer fill her ears that she almost
doesn’t hear his suggestion. Let’s go upstairs.
She tries to stall, but the urge to sleep wins out.
She crawls the stairs, already humiliated from the mistake
she’s about to make.
The door is locked, the lights dimmed.
She makes sure to stand still as her clothes are
being torn off for the second time that evening.
He has his way, and she plays along,
suddenly an unwilling actress. He marvels
at her “gorgeous” body, a compliment she meets with
rolling eyes. She walks out, and it’s a wasted effort
to keep her head up.

Number Four sits across from her, big brown eyes
piercing her. She can’t help but care about this one.
He’s pure, untainted by false affections, empty actions.
And she’s reluctant to make his first action empty,
even though, deep down, she knows it won’t be.
This time is different. It’s real. She smiles as his lashes
brush her cheek. He cradles her face when he kisses her.
Laughter jumps about the room, mixed with passion and
emotion. She watches him
as he sleeps, and makes her silent confession,
I could fall in love with you.
She herself closes her eyes for the night,
a smile playing on her lips. Her hand lies on his chest,
just to feel his breathing. As she wakes up beside him,
the morning’s never been so radiant.

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