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Sep. 6th, 2005 @ 01:19 am (no subject)
alright guys, cmon...
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Jul. 12th, 2005 @ 04:15 am (no subject)
"the line between cute and ick is as thin as a motorolla razor phone." -mersh-
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May. 13th, 2005 @ 04:41 pm (no subject)
oh man, i managed to spend almost 80 dollars in canada last night.

it was fun though, i hope u had fun cat!
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Apr. 29th, 2005 @ 12:41 am (no subject)
only 5 more days!!

what does one need when theyre going to florida?

my mom bought me sunscreen, i thought that was cute.
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Apr. 29th, 2005 @ 12:35 am 5 days!!
rastaimpasta17: u wanna get matching tattooz some day
Tal Pol 00: U MEAN WHEN YOUR HERE??!!???

rastaimpasta17: well no, cause its expensive
Tal Pol 00: u have to draw it though
Tal Pol 00: it has to be very creative
rastaimpasta17: but maybe in israel
Tal Pol 00: maybe in israel..
Tal Pol 00: ahhh
rastaimpasta17: hahahahah
Tal Pol 00: get out of my head
rastaimpasta17: and into my car!
Tal Pol 00: lol
Tal Pol 00: ur gay
Tal Pol 00: dude, i'm going insane here from excitement.. i told everyone ur coming
Tal Pol 00: even strange people on the street
rastaimpasta17: hahahah
Tal Pol 00: i go "get ready, my sister is coming"
rastaimpasta17: hahahah i tell people how many days till i leave all the time
Tal Pol 00: we're sad people
rastaimpasta17: true
Tal Pol 00: i'm soooo practicing minesweeper
Tal Pol 00: i still can't get close though
Tal Pol 00: i dont get it
rastaimpasta17: hahahah i havent played in soo long
Tal Pol 00: i think it was rigged that time
Tal Pol 00: well don't practice!
Tal Pol 00: i literally played for 2 hours the other day
rastaimpasta17: wow
Tal Pol 00: ya, i'm awesome
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Apr. 22nd, 2005 @ 12:17 am (no subject)
i dont know whats going on anymore, but this blows.

this line explains it pretty well:
i am finally seeing, that i was the one worth leaving.

i hate this. it happens to me so much. ill meet someone and start spending a lot of time with them, and then something will change and we slowly start seeing less of eachother. i love my closest friends, and i know that there are people that would never let that happen, but it still hurts.

this situation with austin is different, cause he tells me that it was something i said, and did. but he wont tell me what. i feel aweful about this, whether i should or not is irrelevant.

i asked him if i should just stop making an effort to talk to him all together, and he logged offline.

what have i done
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Apr. 13th, 2005 @ 12:52 pm (no subject)
Current Music: postal service
zz DrZaus zz: good good. how are you feeling?
rastaimpasta17: i felt soooo gross this morning
zz DrZaus zz: cuz tom phillips dirty hands were all over you?
zz DrZaus zz: did i say that...
rastaimpasta17: uch ick ahh
rastaimpasta17: he ended up spooning me as i was curled up at the edge of his bed
rastaimpasta17: it must have looked pretty funny to anyone else
zz DrZaus zz: oh jeeze
rastaimpasta17: ya i was sooo ready to pass out
rastaimpasta17: but whenever i started to hed wake me up
rastaimpasta17: wtf

ya so i got drunk off some absinth and tom philips tried to make out with me while i was sleeping.

grossssssss

side note: college is stupid, everyone just come home!
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Apr. 3rd, 2005 @ 03:20 am (no subject)
Current Music: erika badu- bag lady
this journal was intended to be a last resort. a last grasp at a dying friendship. but just like when anything is dying, grasping changes nothing. it was destined to end, i just wish it hadnt ended like this.

i started this "secret journal" in the hopes that i would be able to save a small part of something that was so important to me.

i was so willing to allow our relationship to be nothing more than a secret.

it is funny how one person can change so much. but that person isnt her, its him.
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Mar. 27th, 2005 @ 06:48 pm (no subject)
sweetxsour44: i feel like everyone makes these standards for people whether its intentional or not and when someone doesnt live up to that you get hurt but really i think that there shouldnt be these standards at all
sweetxsour44: that really didnt make all that much since but i think u understod what i meant

ya that made sense chels. ur amazing! mwah!
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Feb. 11th, 2005 @ 02:28 pm I AM GOING TO DIE, im soooooo EXCITED!!!
Current Mood: platinum
Current Music: a bad ass base line and maybe a kazoo ...ya
http://www.bonnaroo.com/2005/

last night while i was in class rob called to see if i wanted to hang out. i called him back after and met him up at his house. from there we went to dennys where he offered to spot me the money for my bonnaroo ticket. so we went back to his house and bought them online. then we watched the bonnaroo 2002 dvd and tom came over. man i cant wait, im soooo excited. deep breaths.

lauren called me frantically cause she had a crazy fight with tim and she was way drunk and crying and talking about wanting to die cause he doesnt love her. it was really sad. i had her come pick me up and we sat in front of her house in her car for hours just talking. it ended up being a good time. we went to tim hortons and she got me an iced cappucino. amazing. i spent the night at laurens watching this indian movie on the indepenent film channel after she went to sleep. it took me so long to finally fall asleep, but i slept well. it was a really sad movie.

i saw scott last night too. at dennys. of course. it was exciting. he called me a hippie for going to bonnaroo.

AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! IM SO EXCITED!!
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Feb. 3rd, 2005 @ 10:02 pm once again....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY U MO'FUCKA!!!

...ur still a little girl though. hehe.
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Feb. 3rd, 2005 @ 09:00 am HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEN!!!!!!!!
yes, thats right. its nine. ugh. ive been up since 6:30. and i will be in class till 2. im on my break and im in the cafe.

gotta get back to class.

peace.
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Jan. 18th, 2005 @ 01:56 pm (no subject)
hello friends.
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