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Uh huh it's been just a little wail sense I have stared into this blank white space, thinking of ways to fill it up with my pointless life... what could I possibly say in here... I think I got something
Last night I ate nacho's making last night the fifth night in a row that I have eaten nachos. I found that morning star farms pepper jack cheese added to pre-existing nacho's is not only superb but adds just the right amount of spice needed to complete the full nacho eating experience.
I cut my bangs like an ass today and I look retarded, fair enough.
I hope everyone is well...read a book.
p.s. I promise an elaborate entry is coming soon
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I think I died there for a little while, I don't know. I think maybe I should release myself from this state of hibernation.
As for my last entry, the confusion is still with me. But, let's just say I'm working with it. Still confused in the sense of prizes are to be rewarded, but yeah I haven’t figured those out yet. It's working somehow, slowly but surely. Never underestimate the power of being a fuck up. Ha, sorry. It just sounded good.
On another note, I have come to realize that my journal is not like most peoples. Instead about what I do everyday it’s just about how I feel. Does this mean I have failed my live journal? Maybe it’s because I never do anything, but write and sleep it seems. These truly are the drama years. I don’t know just so much is going on. If I may quote something from my dear friend kaytes journal form like 2000 years ago “everyone is finding someone to love... and here I am loving no one and no one loving me in return”.. But as of now kayte is mad at me or something (there something that happened rather then how I feel) haha. I have also noticed that I have become a mute to the social groups that I use to be known so well in. fuck fuck fuck, got a head ache and I never get those. Oh well, ill stop before this starts to really drag on.
I think maybe now I'm going to go and sleep or something.
im hating this more then you think
I always thought you were crazy
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Why must I procrastinate? One, with being able to update, in a decent manner. Two, with attempting to write more with Tj. Which, I don't exactly see happening anytime soon. Well. Whatever, you get the point. And three, things I'm not ready for people to get their latest gossip on.
Let's see what I could possibly say here. Maybe that, right now, I'm in a total state of confusion. I know I get confused a lot, but not like this. Only when...never mind. You know, I shouldn't even think the things that I do, because, well, I'm a fuck up. Maybe there's hope in this world for Daniel Aplin; fuck up of the century. I'm sure a lot of people love hearing that statement roll from my lips. There's no chance in hell, so why do I feel like there is? I think it's pretty safe to say that some things never change; good things, and then the horrible things do. Well, at least on my part those horrible things have definitely changed for the better. I think maybe one person may get this right away. Let's just say, it's more of a response, than anything else. Maybe it gets the message across, at least I think, maybe hope it does.
Through my mind you wander.
Spell to bind forever.
Pain and ease together.
Love can pull us under.
Well, how's that for cryptic? Yeah, I tried the best I could. Some things, they just wanna blurt themselves out. Others, well, I think they have a place somewhere, and will remain there until they're ready to be let out. Haha, damn. I'm on a roll with this cryptic ness.
I think maybe tomorrow I'll skip
School. Hide out; hibernate in my house after this entry. Unless I got my message across to anyone. In that case, things might be a little different. Just...a little.
P.S.... im thinking this entry is not directed to anyone... ust confussed about life as a whole
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I think I need to update, and I swear an elaborate entry will come later
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[17 Jan 2005|08:38pm] |
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I feel like I've been forced to get one of these; what harm could it do? Actually, there's probably nothing I could say here that all you little stalkers out there don't already know.
The name's Daniel, but oops you already knew that one. If you call me an emo kid, I'll probably cry or something. Yes, i do enjoy emo music but whatever
I don’t know how to treat this “live journal” scene. Im more of a myspace person but im trying my best.
Really. im starting a little acoustic project with my buddy Tj... Nothing to big but having a singer would be nice. Hope you’re not too disappointed that I won’t be able to grace you with my beautiful voice... Right...right now we are known as “star straight ahead” and if you heard the shit on pure volume, just erase it from your memory because it’s erased from are set.
Please do tell me what you think of me having a journal because im not to into it and ill probley stop putting entry’s in if no one really cares.. And please don't hassle me about what happened between Kayleigh and I. We were best friends, some stupid drama happened, and Im an asshole. I suck at things like that, especially with amazing people like Kayleigh. Hopefully we will be friend’s someware down the road. But now that I think about it, im starting to put together some pieces in my head making me more confessed then ever.
What else is there to say about myself? I'm nice...and I also have 100 percent sarcasm, don't be offended. I swear I'm nice when I want to be. Oh yes, I'm also a lazy chainsmoker in need of someone who cares.
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