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just to state the obvious [04 Dec 2008|06:38pm]
its fucking cold
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The way i see it #267 [09 Oct 2008|02:50pm]
Music can lift us out of depression or move us to tears – it is a remedy, a tonic, orange juice for the ear. But for many of my neurological patients, music is even more – it can provide access, even when no medication can, to movement, to speech, to life. For them, music is not a luxury, but a necessity.
-- Oliver Sacks
Neurologist and author of The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat and Musicophilia: Tales of Music and the Brain.


dont you love starbucks?
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[04 May 2008|11:46am]
hmm...tomorrow should prove to be interesting.
friday is senior tunnel! w00t!
thats pretty fucking snazzy if i do say so myself.
then the week after finals...wow...i really cant believe its basically over.
i mean seriously.
but it looks like the rest of the year is gonna be pretty awesome
=]
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[28 Mar 2008|06:47pm]
this has been an interesting day....
school was pretty boring.
i really have no motivation to go anymore, i mean seriously.
just hand me the damn diploma already.
went to marks feed store with abby and chilled. had halarious conversations with her.
chilled in the parking lot and was proceeded to be glared at..well abby was glared at and its lke wtf? what did she do to you all?
leave her alone. seriously.
first show is tonight...and idk what to think of it.
i mean yeah i should feel sad that its my last performance but i really dont.
bowie was right when we discussed this last year.
"everyone one has changed amanda, why should i miss someone who i dont even know anymore.."
ugh. i hate melodramatics.
more to come kids.
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[07 Mar 2008|01:58pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

Dear Life,

Hello,

you suck.
give me a break,
and weather, you need to lay off as well.
so stop snowing.

much distaste,
me.

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[01 Mar 2008|11:43am]
[ mood | stressed ]

this is probably one of the worst weekends i have ever had the privalige to experience.
i mean seriously, can i just get a fucking break!

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[23 Feb 2008|11:00pm]
god damn being sick
my lungs feel as if they are made of concrete at the moment which is always fun when it comes to breathing.
i'll be lucky to make it to school monday.
fuckin a man, i mean seriously.
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[06 Feb 2008|10:49pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]

"move; show me what you can do, when you step into the circle and shake like we do"

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give me a long kiss goodnight... [25 Jan 2008|08:55pm]
[ mood | nostalgic ]

this is hard...
i really want this, but its hard. i miss him, even though i know i get to see him more than most ppl who have long distance relationships...its still hard.
and the fact i care for him so much scares me...


&&everything will be alright....

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[16 Jan 2008|05:16pm]
[ mood | excited ]

UK here i come, fuck yeah man.
=]

go class of 2012!

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[11 Jan 2008|06:52pm]
[ mood | gloomy ]

...i didnt get in....


&&drew is gone this weekend and i cant talk to him...


can this get any worse?
-sigh-

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[09 Jan 2008|09:59pm]
fuck senior service speeches
RAWR!!!!
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[23 Dec 2007|01:23am]
[ mood | cheerful ]

so drew just left...=[
i miss my baby...ughh....
xmas break has been ok so far. reason i say OK instead of fantabulous is for the sense i feel i will jinx it if i do....
abby is up to something, and i really want an update damnit!
call me if you read this you crazy red head!!!!


im happy, and i want it to stay that way.
=]
hope all is well w/ you guys.
miss you all.
<3s

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all i want for christmas.... [20 Dec 2007|06:14pm]
[ mood | content ]
[ music | dragula ]

he makes me smile...
and feel all fuzzy inside...

i like it.
=]

is you....

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[16 Dec 2007|10:06am]
"he didnt unbutton your blouse to see a better view of your heart, oh yeah, but i cant blame you for trying..."
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[10 Dec 2007|05:55pm]
[ mood | calm ]

January:
...soffees....


why god...


February:
so last night bowie picks me up and we go out to Cafe 360 to meet up w/ the brandon and the matt.

March:
sooo...apparently from what im hearing...im getting to work this huge ass spot light in the audience during the performance...


April:
soo apparently we're going to have shitty weather over SB...

awsome.


May:
im really starting to detest myspace

June:
...im not sure if i want this anymore...


July:
i have learned somethings from being wide awake at one in the morning.


August:
...
why does everyone want me to date "it" boy...
seriously?


September:
all of this is getting too cliche for me...
&&this cant be happening...
seriously.


October:
christian: None of us get out alive.

November:
"and you were once this sweet, caring, innocent girl....." - M.R. 11/2


December:
fxck midterms

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its really not your fault...... [02 Nov 2007|09:14pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]
[ music | say this sooner - the almost ]

"and you were once this sweet, caring, innocent girl....." - M.R. 11/2

i used to be...
but i've changed.
though you may think i still act the same, i really dont.
i have my gaurd up more....especially around you.
im sorry. i just..i dont trust you.



but no one cares to talk about it....

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When someone said count your blessings now [25 Oct 2007|06:51pm]
[ mood | cold ]

i dont understand...
what the hell is going on....

this is the year from hell for relationships and friendships....

=/


For they're long gone

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they knew better [24 Oct 2007|01:57pm]
[ mood | distressed ]

there's no drug potent enough for all this...

still they said forever

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[08 Oct 2007|10:12pm]
[ music | cold - evans blue ]

christian: None of us get out alive. Now you can huddle in a group and face it one day at a time, or you could be grateful that when your body rubs against someone else's, it explodes with enough pleasure that you can forget, even for a minute, that you're only a walking pile of ashes.








"now...we're so cold, and you're not mine"

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