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| 09:46pm 27/06/2007 |
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After a long absence from Livejournal, I return with some news...
Spring Awakening (Won Tony's this year with good reason) makes me happy inside...
oh yes
it does!
~sigh~
Oh, I suppose an update on my life is usually sought from this site, right?
I am on my way to getting my prereqs for nursing done (finished anatomy and am now in summer classs physiology) I know more about the human body then I ever thought I would...
Microbiology will be a hard waste of time, seeing as how nurses don't really use that in their profession (aside from what we go over in anatomy and phsyio anyway)... but yeah... RN program within a year or so... YAY!
Many new friends +
Bad news this morn...
Parents might loose their house... the first house they have ever owned (we were renters) and this was their dream... much sadness, and me mucho want to cryo. I don't know what this means for me living wise or school wise, we shall see... I think they will be renting a house in west Sac
Well... so much more... but I don't really think anyone reads this shit anymore anyways lol... later |
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| 12:57pm 24/05/2006 |
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I don't believe in anything
especially magic |
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| TRYING to be positive |
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| 01:37am 22/04/2006 |
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So I told a few people today that a moth ate a hole through my favorite shirt, I got a red light ticket the other night (thinking the STROBELIGHT FLASHES were my death) and my brakes went out ... $$$$$ ... and I am broke... oh... and then tonight.... just now on my way home....
YUP.... DANNY LUCK...
RED
LIGHT
STROBE
LIGHT FLASH
Can't wait to get my tickets in the mail! WOOT WOOT! |
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| 01:15am 17/04/2006 |
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stringed thoughts slide through worm holes in my conscienceness
Memories, hopes, and fears all the forwarning of emptiness
Nothing tangible in this wonderland, with no white rabbit to follow
instead a chessire cat leads me into a vaulted room
where Goggled humans inspect me through machines,
but come to no conclusions on how I came to be
shackled in the straight jacket of my own confusion
I slam myself against the wall and fall to the ground,
but cushoned surfaces provide no one any pain
and so I simply lie upon the floor and wish for something real
I do not wish to endure existance, but death cannot set me free
and when I look into another's eyes, its only pain in me
Within the mirror I search for something that makes since,
but what I see does not reveal what I feel inside,
image is nothing to believe |
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| 01:54pm 28/03/2006 |
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So I have neglected my journal... forgive me fans!
Nothing much to update... except I moved. And I live in Plumas Lake now.
10 min before Yuba and 30 min from Natomas (part of Sac)
OH . . . JOY! So now you all have reasons to drive your asses out here to the middle of nowhere! Good for you! I expect you immediately.
Mimi's Cafe... oh how I will miss telling off my general manager and the other managers high-fiving me for it the next day! And my family! Oh, how I will miss you all.. though I don't think any of you has livejournal... so I will most likely have to repost this shit on myspace.
Gothic people think too much. Danny thinks too much. No wonder I love Monday nights at Deathguild in San Francisco with the crew! Okay, so tall, dark boys dressed in black dancing like they're in some sort of vampire trance doesn't hurt, but what the hell...
In other news, MORE friends are convinced I'm bi... Cat and Carey will be buying a prostitute for me to prove this... Don't they understand? The Vagina is the most horrific nightmare I have. My friend is convinced gay men are gay because we looked back directly after birth and saw the vagina at is most monstrous state possible... I am inclined to believe he may have figured it out.
Jessica, Andrew, Joe, Valerie... Come pick me up whenever you go see Cheri in Galt... I am going to miss you soooo much. And take care of my mansion in Sims 2...
Go see V for Vendetta before its too late! NOW! GO! |
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| HOSTEL . . . made me pee . . . in my pants |
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| 12:40am 08/01/2006 |
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Stupid and oversexed
BUT
the scary parts made me pee
girls on either side of me had boyfriends
I had myself
they grabbed their boyfriends
I grabbed my face
I cry
I walk to van alone turning to afore mentioned girls saying "You will find me in the newspaper tommorrow... dead!"
I get in car... I turn on happy music...
I blast happy music
THE END
"In the begining, the universe was created.
This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely reguarded as a bad move." -- Restaurant at the End of the Universe |
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| 11:50am 27/12/2005 |
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mood:  devious
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I am a virgin slut...
that is all... |
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| Dec 9 is almost upon us... |
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| 07:43pm 26/11/2005 |
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And I think Edwards is having a midnight showing of Narnia.... (Brendan maybe... who the hell knows?) ANYWAY... WHO'S GOING!? WOO HOO!
Azlan fucking rocks my ever loving eyesockets! |
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| Happy Turkay Day! (and now on to the important part...) |
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| 07:46pm 24/11/2005 |
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I
LOVE
R.E.N.T.!
WOO HOO! and I NEED to see it LIVE.. with ALL the songs... I wanted the sex song and they didn't have it :(
oh, and I can drink now... hurray?
Anyway...
in other news... no more personal shit will be shared, however a few references here and there are okay ;)
"I'm tired, cynical, and broken but wiser"
-- Straylight Run |
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| LA LA LA LA! |
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| 05:24pm 10/11/2005 |
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| Your Birthdate: November 20 | 
You are a virtual roller coaster of emotions, and most people enjoy the ride.
Your mood tends to set the tone of the room, and when you're happy, this is a good thing.
When you get in a dark mood, watch out - it's very hard to get you out of it.
It's sometimes hard for you to cheer up, and your gloom can be contagious.
Your strength: Your warm heart
Your weakness: Trouble controlling your emotions
Your power color: Black
Your power symbol: Musical note
Your power month: February |
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| 10:48am 16/10/2005 |
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 | | The Slow Dancer
Deliberate Gentle Love Dreamer (DGLDm)
Steady, reliable, and cradling him tenderly. Take a deep breath, and let it out real easy...you are The Slow Dancer.
Your focus is love, not sex, and for your age, you have average experience. But you're a great, thoughtful guy, and your love life improves every year. There's also a powerful elimination process working in your favor: most Playboy types get stuck raising unwanted kids before you even begin settling down. The men left over will be hot and yours. Your ideal man is someone intimate, intelligent, and very supportive.
Your exact opposite:
The Hornivore
Random Brutal Sex Master
| While you're not exactly the life of the party, you do thrive in small groups of smart people. Your circle of friends is extra tight and it's HIGHLY likely they're just like you. You appreciate symmetry in relationships.
ALWAYS AVOID: The False Messiah
CONSIDER: The Gentleman or The Slow Dancer |
Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating.
My profile name: Starvvatcher |
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| 10:01pm 12/10/2005 |
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Thoughts turn fuzzy blue
Faces fade
One by one
the light of my friends goes out
And here I stand in my mind's eye
Only there is nothing here
An unfamiliar figure looks through my eyes in the mirror
How did I get here?
And why did I let another get close to me again.
I was right all along.
My life's lesson learned.
Fuck off
I don't need you.
I don't need any of you... |
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| 10:17pm 09/10/2005 |
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"Awake, yet never truly alive, I seek
valuation beyond reality"
Life is unfullfilling for you, and you aren't very
fond of it. What you like is your own
imaginative world, which can be your daydreams,
stories you write or anything similar. You
always prefer that before the actual life. To
people you come off as quite lonesome, and you
may wish you had more friends, but you are more
of a hoper than someone who takes action. That
is how you remain lonely. Or maybe you just
don't find anyone who you can relate to. Inside
you feel empty, like you are missing something
important that you can't quite put a finger on
what it is. Somehow you wish to be swept away
from the normality and led into something
extraordinary. This has yet to happen, and you
keep on feeling dissapointed with the little
that life has to offer. At least you continue
to express yourself through
art/writing/poems/daydreaming.
What is Your Phrase? [for darker people]
brought to you by Quizilla |
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| A revelation, if I may... |
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| 05:59pm 05/10/2005 |
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I want to get away
from here, from friends, from family, from you, from vacaville, from Solano, from California, from U.S., from myself
I want to get away
I want to be on my own. I want to sit alone in a gondela in Venice. I want to explore the crypts of Egypt alone. I want to hike through the wildnerness in New Zeland alone. I want to find myself. I want to completely know and come to terms with all that I am by my own standards. And the only way I can do that is to get away from all I let form me and find my own true self.
but that won't/can't happen...
so bring on full time jobs and isolation. |
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| Loathing wisdom... |
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| 11:55am 28/08/2005 |
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my views are changing -- subtley, but powerfully -- I'm realizing things... mostly that I was right all along (about many things)... funny, I hate when I'm right, cuz its usually about things I wish weren't so... |
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| 11:42pm 21/08/2005 |
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feelings under the surface swarm and circle just below wake,
with the lyric of a song, a look in someone's face, a passage of a book;
I find a surge of emotion will break through long enough to feel it but go unnamed.
Mostly I just feel the physical things:
The constant nausea,
frequent bouts of dizziness,
loss (or sudden oncommings) of apetite.
Keeping Danny at bay is somewhat hard, but manageable...
I feel comfortable in this skin.
Interesting to hear my name on other's lips now,
"Dax"
I have taken well to it.
School starts tommorrow, along with moving issues...
I am thankfull of the tasks to keep me busy.
I only wish there was someway to lighten the uneasiness I give those that knew Danny.
I do not wish any harm, but smiling and conversation seem worthless to me.
Already I have noticed that a certain, chilling air seems to radiate off me.
Others seem to question whether to be insulted, sorry, or just frightened by my presence. |
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| 03:06pm 20/08/2005 |
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woke up numb
im starting to lose myself
bye all |
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| 03:07pm 19/08/2005 |
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mood:  wait for it... wait for it.. music: Madagascar - I like to move it move it!
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So I broke, So I was stupid...
When one can't be put back together,
its time to start from scratch and build a new persona
So here I am |
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| "Ashes ashes/ We all fall down" |
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| 12:24pm 19/08/2005 |
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I lay broken on the floor into a million tiny jagged pieces,
I was not pushed, there was no enemy
except myself
I threw myself
I pulled the trigger
now the pieces don't fit back together |
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