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[03 Mar 2005|05:27pm]
Now that I've weeded out the ones who had me on their list to have me there go a head and add me on tokyoskylight
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[27 Feb 2005|11:21am]
This journal will be deleted in 5 days. Maybe less.
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[25 Feb 2005|11:15pm]
I'm gonna move my journal tomorrow. Add the usr edit never mind. You'll have to find me now :(
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Eh [24 Feb 2005|11:28pm]
[ mood | tired ]

I dunno anymore. I just honestly don’t know. I’m finding out each and everyday how much I do loath my job. I loath the thought of looking at sick fat fucks rolling around in mobile carts asking for me to help them fill out their film packages because their tank of oxygen does not permit them to move five inches from it to fill out a simple name and address slip. I hate the thought of pompous fat bloated women with fat fingers smiling at me with their crooked teeth as yellow as a cat’s urine. I hate how people make the board assumption that I’ll be more than happy to check out their fifty plus one items for one packet of film. I hate how people make the broad assumption that I have a single once of what they are talking about when they don’t give me 100% specific information. Then, of course they have the audacity to yell at my manger about what a moron I am. Who’s the moron, myself or you, you fat hunk of flabby flesh? Who’s the one who’s going to sit there and yell about a twenty year old who didn’t get your reprints right when you didn’t specify crop where necessary. Or, because you clearly stated you wanted 3a when of course the negative was 2a. In the world of processing 3a = negative number 4! It does not = 3. So don’t bitch at me because you don’t understand something that simple. Further more don’t bitch to me about how you can’t understand something so simple as mark the red and you mark the green. Hell, I even said ROJO! Of course we are there to help you, but we can’t help you when we’re clearly helping someone else at the moment. Oh, and then you hand me a 100 dollar bill. You can afford it. No one pays anyone in 100 dollar bills anymore. ATM machines only hand out twenties. That’s it. Where the fuck are you getting these high bills from. There has to be some sort of illegal activity for you, a dirty fucking Mexican to get that kind of money. I’m sorry it’s so fucking hard for people to understand where it states in huge bright colors the prices. We aren’t there to take advantage of you when the prices are there clearly stated. It’s kind of hard to miss, it’s just amazing how fucking stupid some people are. We get dozens of people that come in daily.

I’m getting this all off my chest because I go in to work tomorrow and I rather deal with it knowing that I’ve told off everyone who comes into my work and complains. Because chances are I’m fucked when my boss finds out everything that has happened while she was gone for a week. But it really doesn’t matter because I hate that fucking job anyways.

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[17 Feb 2005|09:37pm]
[ mood | happy ]

+ layout update :D.
People may like the other one because it was "classy" clean, nice elegant. I like this one more cause its more me :D. I might change it in a couple of weeks though. I liked it more last night XD;

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[15 Feb 2005|12:21pm]
I'm so friggin blessed;

I found out today that my parents are going to pay off my car loan. :). Probabbly not till march, heck maybe even april. But still wow they're awesome :).
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omgwtfbbq! [14 Feb 2005|11:00pm]
Hey everyone,
I'm finally selling something on ebay! Check it out.

http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=4968408184 It's a home made hemp necklace. I'm going to be selling some books and other items.

Com'on people it's only 10 bucks! rotf, maybe if I sold my under-drawers people would buy those :D. Anyways, happy bidding, AND BID NOW! rotf. :)
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uselss post. [13 Feb 2005|10:40pm]

add me <3
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Don't bitch at me. [11 Feb 2005|10:53pm]
[ mood | pissy ]

Truly I don’t care.
I’m spoiled, I’m spoiled rotten. And honestly, I don’t care. I don’t care what people think or say about me. I don’t care that some people can’t even get a car and my parents got me one. I don’t care that people can’t afford gas and my parents gave me a gas card; heck I have probably one for each major station. I don’t care that people think that I’m a fat lazy fuck who doesn’t give a shit about anything other than him self. I don’t care that my parents think they give me too much and they keep on giving me more. So, why is it that people seem to care even more? A lot of the people I know in real life seem to just get so mad at me because I’m already looking for a new car? Yes, I did just get a 2004 Mitsubishi lancer January 10th 2005. And already I’m looking at new BMW’s. Heck, I already know January of 2006 I’m getting a new BMW X5.

So if I don’t care, why do they care so much? I mean, if this is how I want to live my life don’t deny it. Just don’t care; don’t make comments. My new philosophy on life is whatever. Yesterday I spent around 200 bucks on CD’s alone. ALONE! Let’s not mention how much I spent at Disneyland. Okay, and I have an annual passport. If I’m going to not care about who you are, who you date, what you spend your money on please do the same for me. Because in the end it’s mine; including this life. If I want to spend 1,000 dollars on CD’s alone then let me. And why? Because I can. Simply put. It’s my life, don’t in any way shape or form judge me or the way I want to live.

It really irks me that today I spent twenty dollars on a regular plain shirt for Gap. My mother of all people gave me the dirtiest look in the world. She was so upset that I bought one regular shirt for twenty dollars. And when I got home I asked my dad for some money and my mom said we’ll you shouldn’t have spent twenty bucks on a shirt. I mean com’on I wanted at least 8 of the colors they had there and I only bought one. So she needs to really get off it. And to top everything off tomorrow morning we’re gonna take a trip to the mall to buy another regular shirt from banana republic for around 50 bucks. Like Gap is way cheaper than BR.

In two weeks a friend and I are going to go get custom watches made for around 200 dollars. And my mom said okay, whatever. Why is she going to bitch about a twenty dollar shirt when I’m getting a 200 dollar watch made. A WATCH! Goodness. Whatever, I just don’t even want to think about it.

It really irks me that people get on me for spending money. Like I rarely if ever spend money. Okay, well I may spend hundreds of thousands of dollars on CD (like the 200 I spent yesterday on CDs). I can’t help it I love music. So, don’t bitch to me about buying CD’s because it’s the one product that I don’t really give a shit what you think about it. :).

please I’m going to spend money how I want and when I want. So don’t bitch to me about how you can’t afford x product and I get everything I want with a snap of my finger. Everyone is different. I was lucky enough to grow up in a family who never said no to me. I could have anything I wanted from any high end fashion designer at the snap of my finger. I could have the Gucci sunglasses I wanted or the Louis Vuitton bag I want. I don’t go off spending that much. The other day I have the opportunity to buy a pair of Gucci sunglasses but I didn’t. I bought a pretzel and just shopped around at Downtown Disney.

So it’s not like I’m going off spending thousands of dollars so I wish everyone would just get off my spending habits.

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Woah [09 Feb 2005|11:52pm]
[ mood | okay ]

You know, I always sit here thinking about how shitty my life is; I haven’t written anything that thought provoking as of late. So, I’m going to write something to give you a better idea of who I am, what I stand for.

Oddly enough, I’m a very spiritual person, I believe in the teaching of the Buddha, and I believe that I was born under the full moon and Venus for a reason. Love. Love rushes though my veins, and for some odd reason people always come to me for love advice. Even though I give them pretty shit answers; they always come back. I can always tell when someone is in love with someone, or how someone feels about someone else. Though, I’m finding one thing out as of recent. Where is the love? Simply put, what has happen to our society that we now must as a last resource look towards the internet for love. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I myself has searched trough the personals just so I can laugh my fat Mexican ass off at all the losers who say I’m really a nice guy. Well of course you’re a nice guy, because if you weren’t chances are you’d probably have a boyfriend or girlfriend already. It doesn’t seem to work out between the good and the bad ones. And so, instead of letting fate lead the way to love, we must go out in search of. Have we all become so desperate for love? My parents didn’t have the internet back in 1976, nor did my grandparents, nor did their grandparents. Why did they seem to find their soul mate with out the aid of a computer? Our world is now more then ever becoming a digital existence. And at the cost of what? Our humanity? Is it so hard to go outside, and walk around looking for a potential lover, mistress, ect.? Look at pretty woman, Richard Gear found love in a prostitute. Love is everywhere. Even in sleazy hookers who don’t want to be kissed on the lips.

I’m a strong firm believer that I don’t have to waste ten-eighty percent of my life searching for the perfect match online. Because, I know that by some divine force I’ll be found. True happiness comes from knowing that someone generally truly loves you. Loves you so much that they’d be giving up their life for you; do something incredibly stupid. As in taking that first step to admitting their true feelings in their heart, on the street, with out having swapped information over a cold-heartless computer screen. Thinking that this is too good to be true and growing affections over a period of time. There is this story about a man, a man who found a book with this perfect delicate handwriting written in the index or some space on the book; he was obsessed with this handwriting. Over a period of time he found out where the woman lived, and wrote her a letter and to his surprise she wrote him back. He was called to war, and over a period of months/years the sailor and the woman got to know each other. He asked for a photograph so he could see what she looked like but she replied that if he truly loved her looks didn’t matter. After he was done serving his country the man and the women were finally going to meet. He asked what you will be wearing; she said you’ll know it’s me when you see a rose in my lapel. When he got to wherever they were supposed to meet, he saw this gorgeous woman in a green dress who had immaculate eyes, with soft cheery red lips, everything a guy would want in a woman, but to his discontent she had no red-rose in her lapel. Behind the lady in the green dress was a fat stump of a woman in her forties to fifties, with thick ankles a fat nose and a disgruntled look on her face. And to his sorrow she was wearing a red-rose in his lapel. As this woman in a green dress passed him by she said to him “going my way sailor?” His heart was torn in two places, this one lady with thick ankles was someone who he felt he gotten to know and love over the months. But this other lady in a green dress was what he thought to be his perfect match. But being a true gentleman he proceeded to the woman with the thick ankles and said, you must be Ms. So-n-so, pleased to meet you. The lady with the thick ankles said I don’t know who you’re talking to son, but the lady in the green dress said that if you were to approach me that she’ll be waiting at this location for you. Needless to say they met and ended up being wed.

That was one of the best stories I’ve heard, and sadly I have no idea what it’s called. Nor do I remember the details. I’ll try to get more information next time I’m talking with my teacher. It’s sad that no one has that merit anymore. It’s sad that we can’t all find the one who is willing to sacrifice their own ideas of what beauty is just for the sake of true love. I know it’s really a lame idea. I know it’s sailor-moon-esque. But for me it’s the truth.

I still don’t understand why so many people feel the need to go out and scour the internet for love. Looking though cities, states, continents across the globe looking for love. It’s amazing to me that people don’t really take the time to just walk around their local mall for goodness sake, just trying to find someone who may actually have the same mutual feeling as they do. I don’t believe that you have to search for love, that it’d just happen. I know the above story doesn’t really demonstrate that, but, look at it from the woman’s point of view. Yes, I do admit that this man had to do a search for a woman, but that shows he was dedicated on one person. But it depends on your appetite for love. If you feel that you have to have love in your life then go out and fight the good fight. But for goodness sake, you’re getting on one of the worst places to find love. The internet is full of lies, and hate. How can you trust what is in someone’s heart though a device that emits a few watts of light? How can you see this persons expression when they look deep into your eyes and hold you tight. You can’t. Love isn’t something that is to be forced, it’s something that should accidentally happen. I for one believe that people put too much emphasis on being and feeling loved. Though, I think many of us are forgetting what Dorothy had learned in the Wizard of Oz. Love is right in your backyard and you don’t have to fly across into a different galaxy to find it. (yes, many people may go wait she found out where home is [home is where the heart is, and Dorothy did learn a lot if you just analyze the movie])

I’m one of the largest advocates for love. I believe in love more then anyone else you’ll ever meet. I believe that someday something incredible will happen for me that will take my breath away and leave me that way for the rest of my life. I know in my heart that I don’t have to go out onto yahoos! Personals and look up someone to love me because I’m only twenty years old. My life isn’t over. I feel sorry for those who go online and go looking for things that should be looking for them. I truly honestly feel sorry for them because I feel that they have given up hope with in themselves. They’ve given up the hope that something great will happen to them. They have lost the ability to dream about things they feel are impossible.

Truly, this is going to piss off a lot and feel free to take me off you LJ friends list because of this but I believe those who go onto web-personals are those who have the worst self-esteem issues. People say that muscle body builders are the weakest on the inside. I believe it is those who feel there is nothing else they can do in the love department so they have to go out and actively seek out love. They’ve given up on their selves. Someone said that maybe these people aren’t as active or social as other. To be 100% honest, I’m not a social person, I hate talking to people. Most of the people at my job have given up trying to befriend me because I’m one tough cookie to befriend. I don’t like many people. It’s hard for me to make friends because I think I’m better than everyone else. I’m one of the most top anti-social people in the world when it comes to reality. But I’ve yet to give up on myself that I feel the need to be weak and give up on believing that someday it will happen to me.

But maybe it’s because I’m content with my life; maybe it’s because I don’t feel like I need love. But if I did need love at one point, I’d actively search for in; not on the internet though, I’d search for it in real life. An accident mishap at the library, gym, or a museum. I think that if I wanted to fall in love I’d never think of using the internet as a tool for love. Because, you can talk to a person online for weeks, months years; how would you know that they aren’t talking to four other people. How do you know what they truly feel. Because of a survey they’ve filled out on eHarmony.com? I doubt that is what is real.

Personally, I always will believe in love, I will always believe in myself. I’m sick of seeing people all around me giving up at the thought of love. I’m sick of people going on the internet and jacking off to what someone says about how much they are in love with him/her. How do you know it’s true because you watched each other on cam? I don’t know but casual meetings offline don’t cut it for me. I want to know that, that love is real. That the love I feel is mutual I want to be able to hold my lover in my hands the next day and look into his/her eyes and know that forever is there. I don’t believe love can be found on the internet at all. Because there is always going to be an alternative motive behind everything. Do you think for one moment that a super hot guy/girl IMed you out of the blue to see how nice of a day you were having? I doubt it. Our world is saturated with sex, and drugs. I highly-doubt that if you do find love it’s true genuine love.

But, I guess I’m an old-fashioned type of person. I was raised by a mother and father, and I was taught by their life.

You know when my mother first met my father she thought he was the ugliest man who ever walked this earth. My dad won over my moms heart thirty some odd years later they are still in love. Do you think for one moment that he feel in love with her because she liked the same bands, and the brief bio she wrote was a perfect match for him? I doubt it; how can you sit there and say that you’ve found love at the end of the day when you don’t even know the persons real name. Full real name, birth date, favorite color, dreams and hopes? You really because in an average, normal conversation online it’s all about, sex and picture trading.

If that is your vision of real love then by all means.

But whatever it’s your life not mine. I hope that in everyone’s ventures in life they do find that person who makes their heart beat faster and takes their breath away. I know sometimes when I think about Nate my heart beats faster and I can breathe anymore. By the way, have you ever heard any songs written about Mshoplips10923 recently? Think about it. Are you really that desperate? Have you really given up all hope on yourself? I know I haven’t. I will never give up in dreaming that it will happen for me. I think that we all just need to drink some vitamin milk-shakes and become stronger.

I think that’s what a lot of people lack. Is the strength to believe in themselves. Especially people over the internet, most of the people I meet online are queer boys who aren’t strong enough. They all play the chase and don’t ever go after what they want for fear of rejection. A lot of them portray the bad-boy, who can do anything or whatever they want. But that is their online alter-ego. They only pretend to be something else online, but when it comes to real life they are just as scared as a cockroach. Running from the light just like everyone else. Honestly, when it comes down to it I’m running scared like everyone else (though when it comes to speaking my mind IRL like cussing out bosses or anything else to that nature believe me I have. I’m not afraid to speak my mind) but when it comes to love at this point I’m as scared as a newborn kitten. I don’t let myself go as much as I’d like to but that’s because my future depends on it (if you knew what kind of family I come from and what’s at stake then you’d realize why I choose not to). But that my reason, that’s why I stray away from love right now because I have people who if they were to find out about my life I’d fear for my life. Honestly. If I came from any other family I wouldn’t care, I’d be living my happy little life with a smile on my face. But I can’t.

So that’s why I write all this out. Everyone has the chance and opportunity to love who and what they want. Don’t let anything stop you (unless of course you are kind of in the same situation that I’m in). I want everyone to realize that they are good enough to have what they want. And that they are strong enough to get what they want.

[to be continued]

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Read me today! [07 Feb 2005|11:17pm]


I found out today I hate doing logos; I need a graphic artist to do logos for me. I will pay you 50-100$ American to work for me on this next project. 1/2 of this logo is already done. It's not very hard at all. If you are intersted give me a call @ 626-674-1460 and leave a message about the job if you're interested! Do not call me because you are bored call me under any circumstances other than that reason and I will block your number simple as that.
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Hmmm [07 Feb 2005|11:53am]
[ mood | okay ]

Life as I know it,
I don’t know where it’s all going from here. I talked to some guy named Joey last night, and another guy named JC has been calling me. I feel so wrong talking to them over the phone. It’s weird, when I talk to Christina I feel like its right, I feel good. It feels like two best friends the way it should feel.

I get weirded out when I’m around guys, but when I’m around girls I feel so much better. Talking on the phone with Joey made me realize this.

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Fudge [05 Feb 2005|11:06pm]
Don't get paid till thursday.
Wont have money till thursday.

I'm what they call "el fucked-do" lol. Sucks on me. Anyways, I'm bored anyone wanna hit me up on the cell? I'm looking at you baby. PINK! lmfao.
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You can right ohhhh [03 Feb 2005|09:41pm]
[ mood | geeky ]

get rightCollapse )

new picture rock on nukka.

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Okay. [02 Feb 2005|09:09pm]
[ mood | happy ]

Like wow-oh-my-gosh!! Life is like so totally cool, okay thanks! Whatever!

[Boring shit]
Haha, my life seems to be so great right now, I have a great car, some okay friends and a life that is going in the right direction. I guess since I’ve dropped my environmental bio class I feel a burden lifted from my shoulders. It feels great to just be happy for once, content. Today my friend and I spent the better of two hours just eating and laughing it up. I wish I’d of brought my cam so I could have taken pictures of everything. Let’s start from the, beginning. Today, I showed up two freaking hours late for work. Oops, tee-hee. I honestly don’t care; I have two jobs lined up behind this one. Anyways, so I worked which was a really slow day; I really didn’t do too much.

I didn’t see Nate. The one part of my day that makes me feel so good on the inside. The thing that pushes that extra big smile on my face and causes my stomach to turn into thousands of knots. Just thinking of him makes me feel good all over; I dunno. Sometimes you can fall so deeply infatuated with someone and never tell them. I’m gonna start dropping huge hints to let him know I’m already his.

So, after my day at work, I called up my friend so we can hit up a burger joint. Unfortunately, she was already going to a Chinese restaurant with our other friend. So, I just headed on my merry way home. She gave me a call back and wanted to know if I wanted to go. Now, she already knows I hate, Chinese food. But, our other friend wanted me to go; so I decided why the hell not. So, we went and I met up with them there. I got some chow-mein (sp?) I dunno I didn’t like it but my friend got this really good platter of lemon chicken. It was soo good. I tried a little bit of everything it was great. What is really great, is that I look asian so the people there we trying to talk to me. I dunno, lol. So, anyways, I tried a bit of everything using my chopsticks while my friend who is 50% Korean and looks Korean was using a fork; we laughed about that because I was eating my rice with chopsticks. Haha, what can I say I’m talented. So, we all just ate and drank and were merry.

So I kept bugging my friend to go get some ice cream, I already knew what I wanted. I wanted a mint and chip, chocolate sauce with brownie bits in it. But then I saw the strawberry ice-cream it was over. I ended up getting a strawberry ice-cream love it, with strawberries, and white chocolate bits in it. Half way though I got really sick because I was so full. But, I finished it :D. We sat there for an hour just talking about how much customers suck ass. We hung out there until about eight and just laughed about everything in the world. It was so chilled.

On the way home I drove in two different styles. One really chillaxxed style, just smoothly going with Telepopmusik just blasting. The other vibe I gave off was when I had Lasgo blasting; and I revved up my engine to anyone I came across. Of course I smoked them when I threw it into 2 (not stick automatic you go faster when you go into 3 2 1) so I drove like a maniac. It was great, just having the windows down and the sunroof down.
[/boring shit]

I’m listening to Hilary Duff’s I Am; even though Hil is really lame this song is so great. It makes you realize how great you are. I like music that gives off an empowerment vibe. I get into so many moods; but the mood that I really love being in. Is when I feel like a strong man. When I feel so confident in everything that is me. I feel like the world is bowing down to my feet right now. Knowing that I’m really strong is just the cup of tea everyone needs every once and again. It doesn’t matter if I’m not some big famous actor. It doesn’t matter what anyone thinks about me. Because, as long as I have me and I know who I am; and who my friends are then everything is a-okay. I need to remind myself that everyday. These lyrics are so true to no matter who you are: “Sometimes I’m not sure who I am, but I am special I am beautiful I am wonderful, and powerful, unstoppable sometimes I’m miserable sometimes I’m pitiful but that’s so typical of all the things I am.” I think I should play this song every morning before I wake up. Even though it’s really gay, it’s just encompasses everything that is real. There is no, other way to say it other than I am powerful, unstoppable. It’s just so great knowing that you can be, or do anything you want.

There is this huge fire in me right now that is making me feel so damned good about myself. Knowing that, everything in my life is falling into place.

I don’t think many people really take the time out of the day anymore to say that they are special, and wonderful. I know I’m one of those pesky pessimists who always talks down on myself; I’m always ten times harder than anyone else would ever be on me. Though sometimes I feel great; and I feel so strong and I love it when I’m in this kind of mood. Because, for that one moment in time you are this huge ball of fire that just wants to combust into this huge flame so the whole world can see it. Ah, I feel so damned good.

I’m gonna go bask in the happy.

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w00t [29 Jan 2005|10:33pm]
[ mood | happy ]

Because I can.

pick a band or singer and take chunks of the band or singer to describe youCollapse )

There are just too many lyrics. I had a really really hard time choosing the right lyrics for each place because there are so many parts that I like from her songs. But, oh well c'est la vie :). I didn't even focus on her first album which is my favorite of both.

Everytime I hear 1,000 miles I want to cry so hard, and for long because it makes me think of the past, and how much I miss living in that time frame. I think if there is a song to represent me as a person, until the day I die, it would be "A Thousand Miles" it makes me so happy, it makes me believe in me. The perfect day, would involve, me and who ever I'm with, out at the beach, hanging out, and then it would end, with a kiss, and A Thousand Miles playing on the radio. That would be the end of a perfect, night. I love that song so much. IMHO it's the best song ever written for hopeless romatics. Even people who hate that song, have to admit that it's really well written.

I don't know maybe I'm a nut case, but I love this song with every ounce of my being. It makes me so friggin happy. I just hope whoever falls in love with me, realizes that this is my love. Passion. And I hope s/he knows to truly win over my heart, they'll have to play this song with when we experience our first kiss :).

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w00t. [26 Jan 2005|11:20pm]
[ mood | happy ]

I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more, no less. Ask me anything you want. Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this, allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.

stolen: rose_petal_tea

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Woah [24 Jan 2005|10:43pm]
[ mood | okay ]

Dramatic life style is what I live. So much shit has been happening. It's just weird how everyone thinks their life is one big fucking mistake. Everyone is fucking up their life in one way or another. My parents kicked my sister out of the house. My sisiter gave up her child to the father and is sucidal. I'm still addicted to blow. I think about getting high before anything else. And I wanna drown out all the sanity with my insane thoughts of self mutulation, starvation, thorwing up, popping pills, and death.

People you think your life is fucked up? My dad is 40, he may not live past this feb. He may die when he goes into surgery for a spinal chord injury. He might survive if he looses weight. He hasn't started and wont stop eating. My mom is over dramatic and also may die sooner than expected because she doesn't watch how she drives and drives irratically. She get's into car accidents every other week. My sister is thinking about killing herself and letting her child rott away in a house of ignorence. While I'm here living at home, twenty years old and don't have any friends to rely on. I smoke cigaretts slowly killing myself, and snorting blow when I get the chance. I'm really all alone in this world. People can say they care. But truth of the matter is when I die do you think people will do anything other than comment on my journal saying where are you? Nope, they won't. That's as far as they will go. It's sad but it's the truth. Life is a short thread that is eaily broken.

Oh well that's life :). C'est la vie.

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Don't want me? [23 Jan 2005|12:15pm]
[ mood | happy ]


I don't like doing friends cuts because you know it's just not my thing anymore. So, here we go. I know I don't comment on a lot of peoples journals. I try to comment at least once a month, but I work, and go to school, so by the end of the day I read my friends page on my LJ and then hit the hay. So, this is what I'm going to do.

Don't want me on your friends list anymore?
Then take me off. No questions. I rather not be on your friends list if you feel that I'm not making that great of an effort of being a "lj buddy." I wont get butt hurt, or anything just please remove me and I'll be more then happy to do the same. Or if you've read my LJ and you just honestly don't give a shit about my life or what I have to say or my long winded entry's just remove me. I'm not asking those who don't comment on my journal to comment, hey, as long as I have one of the three -ing's commenting I'm fine. I just don't want to be on someones list who doesn't want me there. That's all :)

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Sunlight. [22 Jan 2005|11:20am]
[ mood | tired ]

...revamping entire journal :/ BBS.

[edit] @ 12:00A.M. PST:
It took me the better of seven maybe more hours to get this layout up and done. Why did it take so long when I had the code up from the last layout. You'd think I'd be happy knowing that people who use IE could see my layouts and say hey that's a nice looking layout. But something has always been in the back of my mind eating away at me. What about those who don't use IE. What would they say? Well, of course people like beliael and let's not forget ecatalina who use Mozilla firefox to view websites were the first to say how my LJ doesn't work in that "browser." Well, guess what ladies, it finally does. Muw-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa. After hours of recoding, looking over codes, it finally works. Now, you can say NOTHING! Other than ugly color scheme XD; It's about time, now I can finally be happy with a layout, though this layout does have a few things I've still yet to modify it looks fine for now.

It may seem like nothing, hey it may seem like one of my most bland layouts to date, but, remember I had to keep it simple that way I could figure out what was making it work in IE but not making it work in firefox, once I got there I figured that my code had to be recoded by, not me but someone else. I took peoples codes, and re-did it to semi-my-own-code. I also had to finally learn what the heck a z-index did to webpages XD; and now I know. It kind of irks me that everything was so easy, and it took me the better of the day to realize that I just had to change a few knobs and reapply my older coding to it. But ehh, as long as it worked out in the end.

I'm feel much better knowing that the code works fine in both IE and Firefox, it's like a relife a lot of people don't understand what I'm talking about but I guess if you're one of those people you'll understand :). Anyways, I'm gonna go brush my teeth and go to bed XD;

BTW the layout features Vanessa Carlton: C'est La Vie, if you couldn't already figure that out.

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