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No. Fuck you. [May. 6th, 2008|08:46 pm]
[Current Mood |numbnumb]

This couldn't have been part of your stupid master fucking plan, god. and if this was, fuck you even fucking more. i've lost all faith that i may have had and i was just riding on the faith of the people that i respect, knowing they couldn't be so fucking stupid and so fucking blind. but now that i can see with my own fucking eyes, i don't want anything to do with you. this is me denouncing you and everything you fucking stand for. i can't believe this could happen. i can't fucking believe you. thus i will not be believing in you either. fuck you and fuck anything and everything i have ever said that drew anyone near you. if this is some sort of test, i fail. i'm done with you. who said we need to be fucking tested to be faithful. that is a load of bullshit and i can''t even believe that i would be so fucked up as to believe any of this fucking bull shit. 
fuck.
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Tears In Heaven. [Sep. 3rd, 2007|12:05 am]
[Current Music |blink 182.]

Is there anyone that knows this song that is really willing to teach it to me?
Don't tell me yes and then not teach me. I really want to learn this song a lot.
I might be kind of a slow  learner, but please, please, please stick with it. 
Thanks.

TEARS IN HEAVEN.
                             --eric clapton
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven
Will it be the same
If I saw you in heaven
I must be strong, and carry on
Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven

Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven
I'll find my way, through night and day
Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven

Time can bring you down
Time can bend your knee
Time can break your heart
Have you begging please
Begging please

Beyond the door
There's peace I'm sure.
And I know there'll be no more...
Tears in heaven

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven
Will it be the same
If I saw you in heaven
I must be strong, and carry on
Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven

Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven
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Baz Luhrmann [Sep. 2nd, 2007|10:46 pm]
[Current Music |mcr]

Wear Sunscreen
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists,
whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own
meandering experience, I will dispense this advice now

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth
oh nevermind,
you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself
and recall in a way you can’t grasp now, how much possibility lay
before you and how fabulous you really looked,
you are not as fat as you imagine
Don’t worry about the future, or worry...
but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra
equation by chewing bubblegum.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things
that never crossed your worried mind
Do one thing everyday that scares you
Sing
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts,
don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss
Don’t waste your time on jealousy
sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind,
the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive
forget the insults
if you succeed in doing this, tell me how...
Keep your old love letters throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life
the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22
what they wanted to do with their lives,
some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,
maybe you won’t,
Maybe you’ll divorce at 40,
Maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary
What ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate
yourself either
Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can, don’t be afraid of it,
or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Brother and sister together we'll make it through
Someday a spirit will take you and guide you there
I know you've been hurtin, but I've been waitin' to be there for you
And I'll be there just helping you out whenever I can
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings, they are the best link to your past
and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you
should hold on.
Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get,
the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard,
Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander,
you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young
prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
Maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it.
Advice is a form of nostalgia,
dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off,
painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen
Brother and sister together we'll make it through
Someday a spirit will take you and guide you there
I know you've been hurtin, but I've been waitin' to be there for you
And I'll be there just helping you out whenever I can
Everybody's free oh yeah

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uhh, karly posted it. 
i need something to keep me busy. 
any suggestions?
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(no subject) [Aug. 30th, 2007|10:26 pm]
i don't know what to do.
i honestly cannot do this.
i'm trying, but i'm not even close to being strong enough.
this hurts so fucking much.
i am so sorry.
i can't be tough.
i want to be there with you.


Rest easy, Matthew Christian Laidley.
August 29, 2007
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honey, take my hand and we can dance the night away. [Mar. 13th, 2007|11:30 pm]
[Current Mood |bouncybouncy]
[Current Music |Jonezetta - Popularity]

Man, oh mannnn.
Today was just fun.

Mattie burned Jonezetta for me. I actually danced today. Granted, noone was home, and the music was loud and I was just moving around like an idiot, but it was still really fun. hahaha. I love Jonezetta.

I've just been in such a great mood. I want to danceeee again. hahahaha. I'm weird. Get over it.




I loooooove it.


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First basketball tourney this weekend. AND we found another gaurd. SWEET. I'm excited. I hope we don't have a game late on Friday, I really want to go to the playy. And I DON'T want to go all sweaty and nasty. =[
AND if we have a game on Saturday, I can't play the drums. GAHH.


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I had a great nap today. I didn't get dinner though, for the second night in a row. Dang ittt!
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(no subject) [Mar. 5th, 2007|12:10 am]
i can't sleep.
i want to go to taste of chaos.
the fucking used!!!



i neeeeed sleep.
whyyyy can't i just sleep???
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day two: death. [Mar. 4th, 2007|11:36 pm]
[Current Mood |accomplishedaccomplished]
[Current Music |incubus - anna molly]

today was even more difficult than yesterday.
but it does feel good after practice knowing that i made it, and i didn't give up.
basketball [and conditioning for it] is not easy. if it WAS easy, then every girl would be out there playing, it's hard because it has to be, to be good. i just feel like i'm getting stronger, and better.
we're in the gym for the rest of the season, but these two days on the courts outside were killer, physically, and killer meaning awesome.
and the fence was locked today at freedon hs so we had to jump it to get to the water fountain...talk about inconvenient.


i posted this on myspace earlier, and then jessica had it...so i'm posting it on here too.
do the dang thing!

Leave your name and:
1. I'll respond with something random I like about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll name something we should do together
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you (well, maybe i'll skip this one..)
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you




tomorrow's going to be shit, i can tell right now.
and the rest of the week.
i hope volleyball starts soon, so i can condition with them, too.
most definitely a good way to get your mind off of things...in a healthy way.
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sickie. [Mar. 4th, 2007|12:29 am]
[Current Mood |draineddrained]
[Current Music |MIDTOWN.]

I had a good time at church today, actually.
I played the guitar and Jessica and Kelsey sang.
I was extremely nervous and I messed up a few times. Okay, quite a few times.
My fingers hurt pretty bad, I haven't played in a long time.


I'm getting sick, too. And you know what, I miss being "sickie" because I really fucking miss Anggie Mariana Rocco. We were so sick one time, every time we laughed, we would go into coughing fits, so we just went to her house and slept. I've been the one that rides her bus home with her when she forgot her keys, and had to climb through her window....twice. Once, it was the kitchen window (which is kinda big, and not so high). The second time, her bathroom window was the only one not locked. I was wearing tight jeans, we both had to pee really bad, the window was high as hell and really small. That was so much fun. I miss her so much.
I miss everyone; including myself. But I can't say that I'm not happy with a few new friends that I've been hanging around with. I just want Anggie back. Now-ish, dammit.


I'm going to be so fucking ripped by the time AAU is over. You think I have strong abs now? Just wait about a week with this new coach. haha.
"QUICKER, FASTER, STRONGER" [repeated while we're running] "IF YOUR BODY CORE IS WEAK, YOU ARE WEAK" [repeated while doing a billion ab work outs] "WE WILL NOT LOSE A REBOUND BECAUSE IT WAS RIPPED FROM OUR HANDS" [repeated while doing a billion puch-ups; on his count]
I'm actually really looking forward to this season. I can throw myself into something that won't kill me. That's not to say I can't have to occasional drink every once in a while though. I'm just going to be a really in-shape alchie.
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oh, and! [Mar. 3rd, 2007|01:37 pm]
I just realized this...I'm usually like, the only [natural] blonde person, or I usually have the lightest hair..everywhere I go. Weird.
Just thought I'd let you into my mind for a quick sec. =]
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man, oh man. [Mar. 3rd, 2007|01:06 pm]
[Current Location |the big comfy computer chair.]
[Current Mood |soresore]
[Current Music |matt's sikalicious mix.]

Basketball practice was pretty much killer today. I almost threw up like 12 times, I threw up a little in my mouth like 4 times. It was really cold, and I didn't know that until I was at practice, outside, in the wind and coldness.
The weather is so freaking weird right now, my body pretty much hates me. And that is not a fun experience.
I need to sleep. Plain and simple.
But it's hard to do when..you can't sleep. BLAHHHH. Sucks.

I'm pretty nervous about tonight, I'm pretty much doing an acoustic set for the music at church tonight. Just me and the singers (Jessica and Kelsey). I mean, I've been practicing the songs all this week...but I'm not really that good at the guitar...I mean, I can play the guitar, but I'm not a guitarist...if that makes sense.
Oh well. It'll be fine. I hope they have Cheez-It PARTY MIX. That's basically my most favorite snack ever. =]

I jacked this from Krista's page:



One more reason Dunkin' Donuts is better than Starbucks: we would have been kicked out for obnoxiousness at Starbucks..but not at DD!
Oh, and, I'm pretty sure Russell's and Richie's neighbor didn't crash into a DD a while back. =]
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