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| 04:59pm 02/08/2006 |
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music: A Lack of Colour -Death Cab for Cutie
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I've come over all sad suddenly. I have no one to talk to. |
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| Another one bites the dust? |
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| 07:41pm 13/03/2006 |
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music: "Out of time" -Blue (fitting?)
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So unfortunately, people know about these livejournal now. And I fucking hate the internet. Smell you later, kiddos. |
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| Yeah, |
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| 07:05pm 03/03/2006 |
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mood:  chipper music: "Rock Your Body" -Justin Timberlake (that's right)
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I'm sort of a playa. |
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| Sweet jaysus |
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| 10:04pm 21/02/2006 |
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music: Angel Opening Theme
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Way to make me freakishly unhappy! Why can't I ever do anything? I love myself so hardcore though. |
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| 09:31pm 20/02/2006 |
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mood:  irritating music: "Little Know It All" -Sum 41 and Iggy Pop
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Ah man ah man I hate sharing. |
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| 10:34pm 19/02/2006 |
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music: "Punk Rock Song" -Bad Religion
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Aw fuck people always piss me off. Why can't they do and say exactly what I want them to all the time? |
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| Dear Diary |
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| 04:14pm 18/02/2006 |
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mood:  apathetic music: "What a Wonderful World" -Louis Armstrong
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So I've become increasingly paranoid about people finding things out about me through the internet. Thus I can never use this again! |
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| 09:49pm 17/02/2006 |
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I'm so badass, I'm in the club. |
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| Isolatey Isolateo |
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| 10:13pm 14/02/2006 |
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mood:  not well music: "Slide [ver2.0]" -Plastic Tree
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I don't think anyone has ever wanted to kiss me in their entire lives. My friend has a crush on this girl, and I hope she snags her. That would be just too cute. But then I would be all, "My friend has a girlfriend I want a girlfriend" jah? Ho hum, tiddly-um. I don't recall ever being this pathetic. |
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| Whoa no yo |
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| 09:32pm 13/02/2006 |
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music: "Nothing Better" -The Postal Service
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I'm like one of those irritating phobic guys on the television. Why am I always the guy characters, bytheway? |
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| Darling fascist bully-boy, |
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| 12:22pm 10/02/2006 |
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Give me some more money, you bastard.
May the seed of your loins be fruitful in the belly of your woman, Neil. |
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| 09:55am 31/01/2006 |
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music: "Panic On" -Madder Rose
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I value my amygdala. |
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| Animals that mate for life. |
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| 01:34pm 29/01/2006 |
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music: "Switchblades and Infidelity" -Fall Out Boy
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Whales, Canadian geese, swans, gray wolves, Gibbon apes, termites, coyotes, barn owls, beavers, bald eagles, golden eagles, condors, brolga cranes, French angel fish, sandhill cranes, pigeons, prions (a seabird), red-tailed hawks, anglerfish, ospreys, prairie voles, and black vultures.
Only about 3 percent of the 4,000 mammal species are monogamous, and Homo sapiens is not one of them. |
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| I'm a tremendomeatatarian! |
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| 05:00pm 25/01/2006 |
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music: "Méfiant" -Ghost of the Robot
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So I says to Patricia, "Patricia," I says, "There has to be some sort of deep psychological meaning for this." |
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| 09:02pm 23/01/2006 |
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music: "Heart-shaped Box" -Nirvana
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Shite, I am not very good at helping people. What good is having all this joy if I can't do anything with it? I realized today that I am just a basely happy person. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a hopeless attitude. |
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| 06:42pm 22/01/2006 |
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mood:  bored music: "Méfiant" -Ghost of the Robot
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Owww, for a day when I barely left the house, I sure got hurt a lot. I've been stabbed with a fork, smacked my head REALLY BLOODY HARD, and I don't know WHAT I did to my ankle, but it's all mangled and sore. Also my mother is practically dying of a pulled muscle. We're all wrecks. |
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| Oho, that would be a larf! |
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| 03:59pm 19/01/2006 |
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mood:  bored
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Today seems so bland. I don't like what school does to me. It blands me up, and I am not bland. I think it might be fun one day to get dressed up in old-fashioned clothes and go out and walk around pretending to be trapped in the future. |
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