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[11 Sep 2005|10:25am] |
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You know, I don't understand why people shy away from commenting on deep and depressing journal entries, but yet, they are ever so keen on commenting if it has to do with something incredibly ecstatic. I don't know. It's just something I've picked up on.
Well, this weekend I've been doing homework. Ick. I've had to do stuff online for my computers class. Fun stuff actually! Like using e-mail. haha. Then I've been working on my very first college art project! It's not going so well. It looks like a giant bird took an earth-shattering shit on it. Ok, it doesn't look that bad, but I don't really like how it's coming along.
The other day, Sarah said that not many people passed the AP studio art test. Hmm...and that a certain "rival" of mine wasn't one of the ones. Well, you can imagine how happy that made me. I now have new confidence in my artistic abilities! Now watch as this new confidence gets shot down come tomorrow's art class.
I HAVE DECIDED...that I am going to try and lose weight. Haha, much like the rest of us on here. If I take up dance I have that to help keep the weight off, but I also plan on going jogging and if possible, playing a little game of tennis every week. Hmmm..oh yeah, and playing DDR!
P.S. I'll be needing models for my drawing assignments. Any takers?
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5 drawings - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| Dance recital |
[17 Jun 2005|11:25pm] |
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Dance rehearsal tonight...everything hurts. Damn the worm. Damn the splits. Damn brain farts. Damn technical difficulties. Hopefully everything will go smoothly tomorrow.
DANCE RECITAL TOMORROW! I know of one person that's coming..well, two. And for those of you who told me you'd go and haven't contacted me in ages...I'm not expecting you to show up. But I guess if you give a rats ass about me, maybe you'll prove me wrong tomorrow.
You're the best Sarah. See you tomorrow. Hopefully.
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2 drawings - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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[14 Jun 2005|02:32pm] |
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I have my flute lesson in less than 3 hours. I haven't practiced at all (what a surprise). I'm not really into my flute as much as I used to be.
That freaky bite that I got is starting to get bubbly and spread around my wrist. It's kinda freakin' me out. Oh! My dance teacher is calling me! Bless this caller alert. Crap! I think I had rehearsal today. Better get going then.
Dance recital is this Saturday. Let me know if you're interested in attending and I'll give you more info. It's gunna kick ass! And for those of you who said you would try and make it, I'm pretty sure you guys know all the info, since you know I've been reminding you like you told me to do. Free admission, by the way. Hope you can make it!
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I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| Ouch |
[09 Jun 2005|11:12pm] |
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YOU'RE CAUGHT!!! If you REALLY LIKE/LOVE SOMEONE right now AND MISS THEM and can't get them out of your head then re-post this within 1 minute and whoever you are
missing will surprise you tomorrow.
"IF YOU BREAK THIS YOU WILL HAVE THE WORST DAY OF YOUR LIFE TOMORROW"
I got bit by a spider. It's freakin' me out because I HATE SPIDERS and the bite is swelling up, and it itches and hurts like Hell. Um, if you people get a call saying that there's no open house, it's because I died...
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1 drawing - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| Sufferin' Spooks! |
[30 May 2005|03:13pm] |
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I'm just curious to see who will respond to this. Probably no one, because all my friends are losers and they never respond to things like this. Haha, I'm just kidding. I love you guys. (Especially Sarah and Renae!)
WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF...
» I committed suicide:
» I said I liked you:
» I kissed you:
» I lived next door to you:
» I started smoking:
» I stole something:
» I was hospitalized:
» I ran away from home:
» I got into a fight and you weren't there:
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT MY..?
» Personality:
» Eyes:
» Face:
» Hair:
» Clothes:
» Mannerisms:
[1] Who are you?
[2] Are we friends?
[3] When and how did we meet?
[4] How have I affected you?
[5] What do you think of me?
[6] What's the fondest memory you have of me?
[7] How long do you think we will be friends or enemies?
[8] Do you love me?
[9] Have I ever hurt you?
[10] Would you hug me?
[11] Would you kiss me?
[12] Anything further than that?
[13] Are we close? sort of?
[14] Emotionally, what stands out?
[15] Do you wish I was cooler?
[16] On a scale of 1-10, how nice am I?
[17] Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it:
[18] Am I loveable?
[19] How long have you known me?
[20] Describe me in one word.
[21] What was your first impression?
[22] Do you still think that way about me now?
[23] What do you think my weakness is?
[24] Do you think I'll get married?
[25] What about me makes you happy?
[26] What about me makes you sad?
[27] What reminds you of me?
[28] What's something you would change about me?
[29] How well do you know me?
[30] Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
[31] Do you think I would kill someone?
By the way...I was thinking about making my journal friends only...just a thought. Since you know, most of my entries are restricted to friends anyway...but then again, I don't have many friends...I need a life. ;-P
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8 drawings - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| You think you know people |
[21 May 2005|12:06pm] |
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Just got back from having breakfast with Ashley. It was great, I haven't seen her in so long. We talked about so many things. I forget how easy she is to talk to.
I just love being with my friends. I love being with people who care about me, and who can relate to me and my past. It's hard being with people who aren't within your "circle," or people you have to work really hard to make conversation with.
I'm getting ready to go to Jon's Open House at the moment. But first I need to look up directions on good ole Map Quest, and then stop and buy a card...I'm going broke. Anyway, tonight I'm going to Owosso...hope I have enough gas because after driving to Birch Run, then Fenton, then Owosso...oh boy. Yeah. Later.
Oh yeah, word of advice: Never drink a Starbucks Frappuccino after 8 o'clock.
But that's kind of common sense, now isn't it?
Garfield amuses me
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I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| Almost forgot |
[19 May 2005|09:58pm] |
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Upcoming events:
Open House, Sunday, June 12th from 12-3
2005 Dance Recital, Saturday, June 18th @ 7:oo p.m.
2005 Flute Recital, Thursday, June 30th
Yeah, just thought I'd point these out...crap, I've got a lot to get ready for.
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6 drawings - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| Oh, you drive me crazy |
[12 May 2005|09:49pm] |
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Today was Senior day. It was alright. I got to talk to a lot of people that I don't normally get to hang out with. Like Ashley. I missed her. But anyway, now we're talking again, and it's awesome. These are the times when I'm not so sure I'm ready to leave. A few months ago, I was so excited to leave Powers. But now I'm nervous about moving on. Whether or not I'll be able to find the type of friends that I've made through the years. The same kind that love me for who I am...yeah, whatever. I'm not big on this emotional stuff either...I want to get it over with.
I'm so angry because next week is Allison's last week at dance class before she leaves for Mackinaw Island. I'm gunna miss her so much, but that's because she's my dance partner for all of our dances. I don't know if I can be there on Thursday, but I'm gunna try. The dance recital is going to be so emotional. This might be my last year..but then again, it's still questionable. I don't want to leave dance. I've enjoyed it so much, and my friends. They bring out the best in me, and they bring out a side of me that no one else has ever seen...and I'm gunna miss that. God, just thinking about it makes me want to cry. So I won't, and I'll break my neck to get to my class next week. Screw the band concert, they don't need me there anyway.
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1 drawing - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| Is it summer yet? |
[11 May 2005|11:20pm] |
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Today has been a good day. Gave my speech in public speaking this morning. It was about my mom, grandma and sister. I invited them to come and listen. I made them cry. Whoops. Got paid 60 bucks for a painting I did...ahh the sweet smell of a check being cashed. There was this article in the school newspaper about me...ugh, I'm not sure I liked it. I like it when I'm invisible. Tomorrow, is Senior day. Oh joy. And then Friday is Prom!!! Yes! Well, I'm off to bed (before midnight!) It has been a wonderful day. =D
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I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| Tell me somethin' I don't know. |
[09 May 2005|08:36pm] |
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Lucky guess...
True story. Well, I better get goin on my ceremonial speech, which I so conveniently have to present tomorrow. Yes, and I just got the paper today. Thank you Mrs. Thompson. Then I have a crap load of other homework, and things for my open house to finish. Can't wait until prom. Can't wait until school's done. Then I don't have to put up with you fuckers anymore.
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4 drawings - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| Briefly define your concentration. |
[05 May 2005|10:46pm] |
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Believe it or not, the Titanic soundtrack |
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Yes! I think I'm ready for that exam tomorrow...well, except that I need to finish my labels and write up that blasted concentration statement. God, I hope I do well on this...cuz if I don't, what's left of my hopes and dreams will be flushed down the poop hole. Well, I must be off, because I've got a shit load of homework to catch up on.
By the way, I got my whore outfit in dance class today. We're gunna look so hot. Now we're just waiting on our "Crazy" dance outfit (the one with the holes) and our MC Hammer outift. Fun stuff.
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7 drawings - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| J'ai mal partout. |
[03 May 2005|05:12pm] |
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This afternoon I had orientation at Mott. It was alright, but getting there and parking was scary. I mean, I knew how to get there and everything, but I don't drive around Flint enough to get the hang of the oneway streets and all the other stuff. A big semi almost slammed into my car. Death is out to get me.
Anyway, showed up at orientation. The counselor lady was crazy, but cool I guess. All I have to do is take the placement test and then register for my major and classes. College never felt so close, and at first it was scary thinking about all this, but now, I realize that I'm ready. Yup, I'm definitely ready to get out of high school. Wonder how everyone's day at school was.
By the way, my wrist still hurts. And I still have not finished my speech, nor my 7 art projects. But other than that, it's all good.
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4 drawings - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| Try sneezing with your eyes open...maybe your eyes will pop out. |
[02 May 2005|09:51pm] |
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School. It's so overrated. Let's see, where to begin. Well, the AP Studio Art exam is this Friday. We have to have everything labeled and ready for the portfolio...I'm freakin' out, as usual. Actually, no. I'm more scared of what I'm going to get on this "exam." Jemiere got a 4 last year, and she was the goddess of art. Sooo...I'll probably be getting a 3 or 2.
Mrs. Reynolds told me that the old art teacher (before Mrs. Moss) was at the art show last week. They were talkin' and she turned around to look at my wall. She told Mrs. Reynolds that she was really impressed with it. Ah yes, I have arrived. Maybe there is hope to make my crazy, insane dream come true.
My flute teacher called today. She wants to know if I'm coming back to lessons. Of course I am, I've just been really busy lately. Crap. This means I have to practice. I probably should go do that right now. Yeah, after I finish 7 of my art pieces, I'll get right on that.
God, only 19 more days left. In 19 more days, I'll be free. Free to drive down to chicago, to do my dance recital, to do my flute recital, to go to cedar point, to be with my boyfriend, to go to warped tour, to do everything...I can't wait.
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3 drawings - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| *sigh* |
[01 May 2005|02:00pm] |
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Fuckin' sliced open my wrist...
Broke mom's lamp...she's going to be sooooo ecstatic...
Can't write my speech now...hurts too much.
And all my sister can say is "I think it's called 'karma,' Lori."
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1 drawing - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| My blood hurts. |
[01 May 2005|12:52pm] |
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The Tea Party |
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I guess I can't let it get me down. I am a good artist...as people pointed out to me. I'll keep working, and I'll keep practicing, and I'll get better. Maybe one day I can make a promising career...or maybe I'll be a big flop. Who knows?
Amanda came over last night and taught me her tap dance routine. It was hard learning it, especially since I'm one of those people who like to get it right the first time. We had fun last night. I wish we could hang out more often.
Back to art for one quick second...you know Liz's artwork? I wonder what it would be like to have someone pose nude for you. It'd be interesting...maybe. I think I'd be embarrassed at first. But I guess it would be cool. I'll take anyone who's willing to volunteer. =P
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10 drawings - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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| Stop waiting...drive it through me. |
[24 Apr 2005|08:40pm] |
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I feel like I'm going nowhere in my life. This morning I felt like lying in bed for hours and hours. Maybe even days...or weeks, months...years. Until I die. I have no reason to get up. I have no feeling left to fuel my body. Week 4, and you're still here, but for how much longer?
The art show is this week...hopefully I'll win something...and if not, it's but only one more failure to add to my list. One more reason to fall deeper. One more reason to lay myself down...much further...
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10 drawings - I am drawing the story of how hard we tried
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