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[07 May 2005|09:33pm] |
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Hey guys. Heres what kinda happened.
I rebuilt my life. I used you all as a support system when i felt lonely and depressed.
And i thank you for that. You all have always been there when ive been down.
...and i kinda treated you all like crap, neglecting you all.
I better now. Ive got more friends, and im doing fine. Yeah. Im fine.
I dunno. Its just that, i needed to tell you thanks. And youve never seen the real me; i dont think anyone has. But finally, ill let you see the real-at least-outward me.
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[18 Nov 2004|08:06am] |
I am very Grounded.
But my name is Pedro. Which is tha coolest thing ever.
;D
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[15 Nov 2004|08:20am] |
I was grounded.
And still am.
I heart you.
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[30 Sep 2004|09:30pm] |
Hi.
I feel like writing letters.
Give me your adress. Now punk. I dont care if you live in australia. Ill waste all my $$ on express stamps. ;D
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[23 Jul 2004|07:24am] |
A friend on Gaia told me about a special scene on Potter Puppet Pals. O_O;
TO ALL THE POTTER PUPPET PAL FRIENDS:
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-concerning ppp secret scene, while watching "Trouble at Hogwarts", wait until Lord Voldemort casts the avada kedavra spell on snape, then pause the clip and move it forward frame by frame. Near the end of the spell at distinct star will be seen in the green flashy lightening. Click it and you get a cute little butterfly scene,
"Ronicus Explodicus!"
Omfg. THey mean like, the pause buttons. But all you do is like, when Voldy says it, pause and press the right buttons till you see a green star instead of the scribbly stuff. D:
I LURVE POTTAH PALS. D:
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| REALITIVES. O_O; |
[21 Jul 2004|07:27pm] |
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Ha ha. I made myself a new layout like a good . It was much fun, plus i got to look through all the great exploding dog pictures. I love exploding dog. His/her pictures show so much emotion. <3. SO HOW DO YOU LIKE IT, PUNK?
Anyways, its kinda a quick note. All my relitives are here for my daddy's change of command, and they are all eating cookies. So you know where id rather be. (;
Yeah. So for the past day, ive been thinking about how people whine about how they their glasses. Personally, im surprised. I love my glasses. They're so lightweight, and they help me watch TV without it being so blurry. Not to mention road signs. Ditto shop windows. And they're comfortable. And stylish. I look at people complaining about their glasses, and im like, WHAT??!?!? But then again, ive only had these glasses for a year, and other people have had them ALL THEIR LIVES. So i dont really have a say.
Must go. Cookies are calling. (:
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[19 Jul 2004|03:28pm] |
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Today, i went to get signed up at our new schools.
First, we went to Jessy's(my younger sister's) school, and got her enrolled into 4th grade. But for some reason, they made her take a test incase she needs ESL, which is rather confusing because she is fluent in english, and its her first language.
But what really made me feel bad was this little , who looked about three or four years old. She had light hair, and piercing blue eyes. Like, ice cold ones. And i sat in a chair, waiting for my sister to finish her english test. She and her mum walked past me, and I gave the a small smile. The stopped right in front of me, and stared at me like she was discusted. She gave me a mean look, then attempted to slap me. Her mother then relized what her daughter was doing, and quickly pulled her away.
Oh god. I dont know why, but what that did made me feel horrible. It was kind of like she was looking into my soul, and didnt like what she saw. And all i can think of is that mad, ful look on her face, before she took a swing at me. Oh god, and to think all i did was smile.
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Oh my god.
Have you seen (or heard) of Harry and the Potters? They are the . Seriously.They have a website, with music you can listen to for your own listening pleasure. Hold on. Let me find it.....
OK. Back. Its at:
http://www.eskimolabs.com/hp/
They are good in an oldies kinda way. And its all about HP3.
Yeah, well, its 8:30 in the morning, will post later. Im tired, and havent had brekkie. ):
EDIT:
Ha ha. I didnt know i had animation factory!!!! So im bored, and messed with it a little. As you can see, it is a HORRIBLE JOB!!!! Yay for me. (:
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[17 Jul 2004|04:26pm] |
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You guys. Ive changed.
But sometimes, you know, i stare at myself in the mirror. And ask myself, "Why the am i here?!??" and just wonder if theres a perpose to my really lame life. But right now, i guess there isnt. And i cant help wondering if there ever will be. I just stare at myself, like an over-obsessed lunatic, and wait for somthing to happen. And i know, im wasting my life like a fat plod, but i dont know. Im such a horrible person, but at the same time, i want to laugh. Laugh with one of my closest friends, like we used to do. All the time. Somthing ridiculous.
That laughing kept me feeling great for the past year, the past year where I left you guys, and found tons of real life friends waiting for me in the halls, asking me to hang out with them every weekend, inviting me to all their partys. And they liked me for who i was, you know? But i, was a mean, over energised person, and i have a quick temper. But i was also wacky, witty, and funny. But now thats gone, and that personality stuck to me. So now im looking into the mirror, staring myself down again. My parents it when i tell them how i feel. They think im talking back. But i dont care. All they do is freaking yell, and ive learned to ignore it.
Now i keep a mirror in my room, and lock my self up in my room all day. And stare at my self. And wonder what lies ahead of me. What happens after , after i become nothing with out thought and without feeling, till i become dirt. I want to make the most of my life as it is, but it doesnt seem like its going to happen. Ive always had ambitious dreams, of becoming an actress. But thats never going to happen. I was always outgoing, but only beautiful people get to be big. And i dont think ill ever make it.
And i will never find a job that will ever suit the kind of person i am. I give up quickly, get bored of somthing easily. Have you ever wondered what you were going to be when you grew up? I dont know. Not yet, at least. I want to do somthing i love, but i havent found it. Have you ever felt that way?
And i just keep thinking, ill never do anything with my life, as a normal kid. While someone worthwhile is out there, starving, and is on the last strings of his life. And that person probably knows he could make a diffrence, if he was just given the chance. But i took his chance. And i cant do anything about it, because i have no self-confidence. His life is going to waste because of mine, because im taking and eating food that could save his life, food that i dont even need.
I am a waste of space.
Excuse me while i go put a paper bag over my head and crawl into the freezer.
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| Im in Florida. |
[14 Jul 2004|01:52pm] |
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Hey everyone. Yeah, i know i havent been on in 20487395748l years. And thats my fault. I guess i was just too self-centered, right? I mean, forgetting you all, and stuff. Since like, Febuary. But anyways, ive been moving from Singapore to Florida these past two months, and i guess i have no fucking reason to ignore you all. Butanyways. IM SORRY. And stuff. (:
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[22 May 2004|10:27am] |
You guyssssssssss. I need a new layout. Cause like, i am NOT talented at all. Will you please be my messiah? *hug*
PS:
Sorry for the lack of updates...so many exams. ):
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[06 Apr 2004|07:21pm] |
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Today was really tiring.
I got out of bed really early because my mom was yelling at me.
I feel sad, because Sarah and Britney are complete bitches. They told everyone I have an STD, just because I slept with both of their boyfriends on Saturday night.
I'm so hardcore. Me and Buzz went to the mall today, and I stole a whole heap of stuff. I got a Good Charlotte CD, a couple of DVDs and some new boots. Buzz got caught, but he fought his way out, and then we stole some lady's car and smashed it into a phone booth.
Last night I had to shave my entire body. Apparently, the lice that I caught from Amanda's friend are really hard to get rid of. I look quite strange with no hair and eyebrows. I'd post pictures, but my webcam is broken.
I want to tell the world that I'm gay.
I am really annoyed with those assholes at _are_you_hotter_than_us_?, because I am so much cuter than them, and those photos don't do me justice. They can't reject me, so I'm starting my own rating community. Click here to join (the first five applicants are automatically accepted).
Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! I'm so ugly. Don't look at my photos. Please.
I want to say thanks to the world for absolutely fucking nothing! You all suck. I feel so alone, no one ever reads this journal, or even comments to let me know that I'm not suffering alone. It's cold here, and I want to die, but I cannot figure out how many of you to take with me when I go.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, just like my best friend Hilary.
You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you you're a moron.
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with this thought - sharing your life with strangers on the internet is the cheapest form of therapy available. Leave a comment and tell me I'm beautiful.
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[03 Apr 2004|06:14pm] |
Its my party. And i can cry if i wanna.
It's my birthday
No one here day
Very strange day
I think of you day
Go outside day
Sit in the park day
Watch the sky day
What a pathetic day
I dont like this day
it makes me feel too small
I dont like these days
They make me feel so small
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| RPS. |
[01 Apr 2004|04:43pm] |
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I understand that Scissors can beat Paper, and I get how Rock can beat Scissors, but there's no fucking way Paper can beat Rock. Paper is supposed to magically "wrap around" Rock, leaving it immobile? Why the hell cant paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class? I'll tell you why,because paper can't beat anybody. A rock would tear that shit up in about 2 seconds. When I play rock/paper/scissors I always choose rock. Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my already clenched fist and say "Oh shit, I'm sorry, I thought paper would protect you, Asshole."
....I hate rock,paper,scissors. D:
Birthday->THIS SATURDAY (the 3rd.)
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[28 Mar 2004|03:29pm] |
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[23 Mar 2004|09:57pm] |
I am tired.
OH. IM GOING TO HAVE MY PARTY AT LAZERQUEST.
Lazerquest is my love. Kay?!?!? Kay.
Im tired. Its 11 PM. Night.
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[21 Mar 2004|02:27pm] |
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I really need you. Really. Come to my aid. Seriously. Without you, i wouldnt be the person i am today. You know what I want. You know what i need.
.......I need your liver. Or perhaps your spleen.
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Ha. ;D I really love you all that much. You all are just too damn sexy for me.
Oh. And i am getting this really sexy game for my birthday. It looks like this:
Harvest moon is the best game ever. I have FOMT (Friends Of Mineral Town) already. AND I BEAT IT DAMMIT. I love Harvest Moon. It is my life.
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Oh, and did i tell you? My birthday is in less than 14 days. Its on April third. Get ready and stuff. We are going to party till the computer bites.
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[19 Mar 2004|01:08pm] |
I need someone to make me a layout for my new icon journal, needing.
Ha. Please make one for me, peoples. Because you know, if you make one, you totally rock.
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