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To all friends who enjoy getting crunk on the weekends, just thought I'd throw out there will be a sobriety check point from 10pm-2am on Northlake today. Have fun
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| Empty Palace |
[29 Jul 2005|12:15pm] |
My SATs were out of date, so I took PBCC's CPT. I need to register, but I'm still debating how much I can handle with work. School is something I feel I definitly need, but its not going to pay my bills.
Its a shitty situation, and I know with school starting that means even less time with Lien.
I guess I'll go drive around, and see what can come of today. Everyones either working or in a shitty mood. So happy its my day off
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| Boogy with the top down |
[29 Jun 2005|01:44am] |
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Don't eat Church's Chicken....just don't. Don't buy a car until the rotors and brake pads are replaced....and the nail is removed out of the ront right tire. It is however nice to finally be able to escape. Just actually leave without begging for a ride.
Hm. Its been a while since I bothered with this site, and seeing how I probably missed all the rescent photos everyones been tossing around, if your reading this, leave me some
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| T-minus five days and counting. |
[15 Apr 2005|10:20am] |
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Anyone else excited to hear that all cell phone numbers were rescently sold to many different telemarking companies, meaning avoiding the house phone durning dinner, doesn't mean you won't shortly be recieving calls on your cell phone, which to all non Metro users, much suck do to the lack on minutes. There is however a way to block these calls....I'll get back to how if anyone is really interested.
Icing on the cake. How about the ever so long delayed process to get an apartment. Ofcourse, answering your clients phone calls would be pretty crazy....but either way, I'm excited none the less.
A new start wouldn't be to bad
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| Viva |
[11 Apr 2005|09:41am] |
Made the mistake of randoming texting people the other night. Note to self, most women tend to be cracky at the weee hour of two in the morning. The day dragged on, various people came by, and later on Kyle and myself managed to rescue Kelsey and her cracked out cat....woop woop, go us.
Another two more days until we know weither or not we got our apartment. Nothings more exciting then being able to smoke in your own house.
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| Living the lyrics |
[19 Mar 2005|03:58pm] |
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I'm stuck in Tampa with no way back besides Grey Hound, if anyone is reading this and would like 3 hours of road head...give me a call
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| New Years Eve came and nothing had changed all the problems just got worse |
[11 Feb 2005|09:44am] |
Live journal use to actually excite me. I liked coming here...writing and just letting it all out. Months ago, Live journal came to an end for me. I didn't have a bed to sleep on let alone a computer.
I've learned alot durning my past 6 months of travel. I've made amazing friends and learned lessons through so many experinces that'd I'd never trade for anything.
Things aren't quite the same anymore. I've reached a point in which I have hundreds of numbers, and yet still no one to call when I'm feeling blue.
Don't take this as a pity entry.
I just wanted to write.
Call it a moment to just wave goodbye to everything and everyone I use to have, and a welcoming to whats coming up
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[07 Feb 2005|12:13pm] |
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After reading that, I now know you know nothing about your brother at all.
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| Cluttered |
[01 Feb 2005|12:57pm] |
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I haven't used this thing in the longest time. I guess I've never really had much time to just sit down and write. I feel somewhat guilty for just sitting here and writing away about how sad I may be, or just some other random other bullshit as others most often write. Life's been hard. I won't lie about that. I believe the last five months have not only matured me, but taught me much about life. Where my friendships stand, and who just stop becoming worth my time.
I'm back at home now...not Woodbine, Altapine, Port St.L.....but the place where I have family. Hm. I'm not sure if I'll stick around for to long. I guess it would be easiest, but then again I've never really done things the easy way. We'll see how this all turns out.
P.S. If anyone see's/talks to Jason Freeman in the nearby future, see if you can have him return all the things he stole from not only me but also my room mates. Nothing shows how much you appreciate someone helping you out for four months more then robbing them and leaving town
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| MALLEMORIES |
[20 Oct 2004|09:37pm] |
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I wish my friends were a household beverage that I could just have when I needed, and put away when I had enough
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| Take My Pain Away |
[19 Oct 2004|11:45pm] |
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I like being able to bang on any random object and listen to myself beat, make something up in my head, just to hear how it sounds. Listening to my music, no matter how gay it is...without someone else deciding its not what they like, so they change it.....every time they're in the car. I like being able to babble on without being asked to shut up, or told how retarded I am. Everyone has needs, wants...call it what you prefer, but the little things are always what matters most, and after a while they add up.
Being an adult. Its just not easy as most think. I left with no help, no money, and I'm trying to not only prove to myself, but others that I can do it. But who am I really kidding. I've got three jobs, gathering nearly 60 hours a week, a class every Monday and Wednesday, and I'm still bumming rides off friends.
In all truth, I've never really felt more alone in my life. I have no realitives, eighty-five percent of my friends are in highschool, and everybody has something else to do. Har-v's been around alot lately, for that I'm greatful, but he's leaving tomorrow....so much for someone to talk to.
Yet again, I come here, pointless. I'd rather be at Melo, but whats the chance of that fucking site working.
The one person that matters most to me, seems to be the one I battle with the most...and that doesn't make sense to me. I refuse to let go, but don't know what to do
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| I'm the cleanest I have ever been |
[19 Oct 2004|01:34am] |
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I read your entry. It saddens me. The way this happened. Our lives, now so seperate. I miss those joy rides, our conversations. I miss before jobs, before apartments.
I read your entries, but the words have never meant much, the real words usually come when I'm there with you. The truth unfolds. Online and the real world....have always been two seperate things for you, which is why I don't talk to you online. I look at the picture, and remember what was, not what is
I read some of your entries, others just seem meaningless. Always the same, sad unhappiness. I enjoyed just talking with you for hours, even if you made me nervous throughout the whole thing. It was an exciting time, for me...and possibly you. I just wish, I could see a smile I knew was real.
So many others, I guess my thoughts don't really count. You all matter, I won't pull that shit and say you don't, but it'd be alot nicer if I knew some of you cared about me as well. Some that have never made time for a call or chat.
Who am I kidding. The one that has an unaccessable journal is the one I don't have to read. Shes the one things, that hasn't left me. And for that, over a year, I thank her
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[24 Sep 2004|01:13am] |
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The one time...that I'd just really like things to work, nothing comes close to working at all.
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| Vroom Vroom |
[19 Sep 2004|11:41pm] |
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I've been quite the popular fella tonight
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| Punch in, Now go punch out |
[17 Sep 2004|07:25pm] |
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I don't need no...education |
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The day started off pretty productive. Andrew came by towards the evening, got to see Hutch, and now I'm home....with not to much to do.
Kenny stopped by. Actually the second I walked out, he pulled up, which was most convient, seeeing how he was nice enough to take me to work. He gave me his number, and who knows...sometime we'll chillax. Kinda weird, from what I was being told, him and many others in Jupiter didn't like me, so I was use to being quiet and keeping out of everyones business...but maybe I was misinformed. Maybe not..?
Work sucks. And yeah....thats defintly a for sure thing. I came in today, thinking I was working 5-10, then being told at 7 that I wasn't suppose to work, that I was actually working tomorrow 5-10, meaning my night is now wasted, and tomorrows is ruined. Yipidy Dipidy. I went by Starbucks, talked with them, and I'm slowly realizing that I may not be able to handle 2/3 jobs, school, and a relationship. One things for sure...the girlfriend is staying, and school...it stays now....I just don't know what to do.
I'd like to just win $1000(or more), its not gonna happen...but it'd definitly help. I'd be able to concentrate on school, and not have to balance between two jobs. FUCK. Everything is so complicated.
I feel as if I'm making the wrong choice, that maybe I shouldn't be in school, because right now....money is really all that matters. It makes my world go round, and school....doesn't.
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[16 Sep 2004|10:37pm] |
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Although I know I'm not exactly loved here, I know I do have afew friends, in which case this pertains to you. To all: My phone died...there was a drive by, and it didn't make it. I know.. I know...its quite sad. I took it to nurse Angela, but even her and the doctor with the bad mouth couldn't do anything...so I was forced to get another. Have no fear....I still have the same number, but everything I had...including anyone's number...is gone. So, if you wanna save me some time, drop dem digits.
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| Cigarettes Suck |
[16 Sep 2004|10:39am] |
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Managing to get home very late, and now waking up five hours later, I'm really not in the mood to be here today. Everyones home....having, or atleast wanting to do something fun, and I'm stuck in a library, full of kids I'll never know, typing away in a live journal that is never read.
My cherry on top to this day, is my mom also happens to be home, which means no car, no fun...and then work 3-10.
I need a car. And I need to decide between Coach, Prints Plus, Starbucks, or Pottery Barn. Any ideas?
**Randomness: I love my girlfriend, and love holding her when shes wearing sweaters...and then her mom giving me crabs, what else could I ask for
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| Better then a break up, worse then a break |
[13 Sep 2004|01:34am] |
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Is it possible, for once to just not have a fucking moment in which I can be happy in my relationship, without someone else fucking it up?
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| A call I'll never get |
[12 Sep 2004|08:08pm] |
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Sometimes it just takes the right song. The words could mean nothing close to what I'm feeling, but it brings me into a mode in which I feel I can really bare it all. I can freely write what I feel, and thats more refreshing then anything.
Well, like so many others this hurricane has caused me to lose power for nearly a week. Something I'm not bitching about, espically after reading Angela's entry, but it did manage to teach me afew things. Between the curfew, days without a phone, friend, or shower.... I went back to thinking and feeling as I use to afew years back, when I wasn't as well known(not as if I truely am now).
I value alot more of what I feel I was taking for granted before. Friendships, my relationship, and even my family.
Theres also alot more I'd like to address, but taking out a paint brush and canvas doesn't exactly paint the picture. All things that I assume will take time. I'm so use to saying what I feel the moment I feel it, that maybe its more of a negative thing these days. It all just takes time
"Thats life. Its hard, sometimes it fucking hurts, but its all we have"
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| Winds ah howling |
[04 Sep 2004|10:10am] |
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Not to much is really going on. Had afew ten second power outs, and since that my mom has had me assemble some oils lamps and such, silly people. So far a piece of our neighbors fence has already fallen down, and whatever was left of our screened patio...is pretty much ripped out.
Still bored, but atleast now theres a reason for it. I'm just organizing pictures and catching up on some essay work.
I miss my girlfriend
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