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[June 12th, 2008] |
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Today was kind of an important day. Between the hours of 9:00 PM - 10:00 PM on Wednesday, June 11th, 2008, I saw the first firefly of the year.
And it gave me hope for a little. I realize that in a life like this, hope floats. It keeps me afloat.
I'm lucky to be a part of this world and I'm really grateful for the opportunity.
I want to remember that. Among the swings at the Sage playground, a firefly lit his hope.
If I forget this, let my right hand forget what it's supposed to do.
In a few weeks, it'll be 07.26.08. Three whole years. To be honest, it feels like lifetimes ago.
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[July 18th, 2007] |
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chea main |
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am I going?
For once, I dont mind being so lost. I feel like for the first time in a while, I really am not questioning my sanity or happiness. The thought that a hurricane might hit New York any day and wipe out everything I've ever known keeps passing through my mind. It would only suck if I was the only survivor. I keep reading spirtuality books and I feel like I think I know where I'm going. I have a vague idea. The next two weeks are going to be sweeeeeet.
Lets hope.
Lots of television, eating, video games, movies, friends and bullshit.
and hopefully, lots of gym.
I think everything just might be okay. I just realized that my mom might leave around the same time as Harry Potter comes out. I think thats pretty amusing.
Everything is gonna be all right.
Everything is going to be just fine.
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[March 6th, 2007] |
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rejuvenated |
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11.04.88 - 03.04.07 I accept the love abuse that I think I deserve.
03.05.07 I know better than that now.
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| waiting for something better |
[September 27th, 2006] |
this is mostly a bitch entry.
My back hurts like a lot. I'm exhausted.
School sucks hardcore.
The math class is an absolute waste of time.
I'm always sick these days.
Lonely is a state of mind these days.
I try hard to keep my PMA but its hard these days.
I have my music, whenever my iPod's not dead.
My room is a gross mess.
Why is my throat bothering me?
No fair.
The only thing keeping me going are plans for the week
and the fact that I'm getting paid sure doesnt hurt.
I really hope that I get most of my money.
Dreams of painted walls and christmas lights keep me going.
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[August 27th, 2006] |
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Bowl of Oranges - Bright Eyes |
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okay. This entry/post is dedicated to the best person ever. Kristina Koviciny.
Thank you for the layout.
and pretty soon I'm going to make awesome posts, once I learn how to make the pictures happen and whatnot.
and they'll be worth you.
Dawson's Creek marathon on rainy days kick ass.
I'm gonna spend the evening figuring out how awesome Livejournal can be.
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