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I'm currently listening to a playlist of nothing but Brand New, Good Charlotte, Dashboard Confessional, Something Corporate, and Finch songs because for some reason they make me feel nostalgic and a lot simpler than I have been feeling lately.
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[Friday
June 30th, 2006 ] |
Go figure the first time in a long long time that I actually write something substantial in this thing is when I’m on an airplane headed to Los Angeles for two weeks.
So it just kind of hit me that I’m going to be in Los Angeles in an hour. I’m on the plane right now.
Jade and I have been freaking out about this for at least two months (we’ve only known each other for less than four, by the way) and today I’ve been pretty busy so I havent really had a chance to think about what the hell is about to go down.
I’m excited. For Warped, to see Jade, to meet Jade’s friends, just to be in California in general. I enjoy California. Actually I enjoy being outside of Portland Oregon. Don’t get me wrong, I love Portland and living there, and I’ll probably never move outside of the general area...but I love seeing new places and being somewhere that isn’t my home for awhile.
It also just kind of hit me that I’ll be within a half hour of Craig. Granted, I don’t think I’ll be seeing him until next time I go down to California on the 25th of July...but it still just kind of freaks me out/makes me very excited. I’m on that upward spiral again. That’s a good way to put my crush on him. It’s a spiral...like a slinky. Up and down and all over the place. One minute I can be thinking about nothing but him, the next minute I’m pissed off at him. Right now (10:28 pm) I’m just excited to see his smile and hear his laugh again. It sounds cliche but I really really love seeing his smile and hearing his voice.
Listening to “Bruised” by Jacks Mannequin. Seems fitting.
35 minutes left on my computer battery. Something like 60 minutes until we land. Looks like I’ll be starting that new book I got.
This is definitely my last “hurrah” as a kid. I mean..I’ll always be a kid...but after August 6th I’m in adult mode. Going to have to get my shit together and actually start caring about whether or not I have any hours at work or not (mom has made it VERY clear that if I don’t start paying rent on August 15th, I’m going to have to find somewhere else to live),
This plane is all I’ve got, so keep it steady now.
“The Funeral” by Band of Horses is also good plane flying music. (With no internet, and having already played my share of solitare and Click Five videos, I’m really trying to write as much as possible right now).
I wonder where I am right now. Maybe over southern Oregon? Northern California? I wish the guy I’m sitting next to didn’t steal my window seat so I could see everything down below in the dark and take some obligatory airplane photos.
Well, it’s been good times, WordPerfect document (P.S. I’m SO installing windows office when I get home. Word > WordPerfect), but I think I’m going to fold up the ol laptop and start digging into my new book.
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[Friday
June 16th, 2006 ] |
I need to stop slouching down and sitting on my tail bone. It's really coming back to bite me on the ass.
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No pun intended.
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[Monday
June 12th, 2006 ] |
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Reasons why I didn't sleep last night:
1) That documentary thing on Mt. Krakatoa was intense.
2) Thinking too much about today and tomorrow
3) WISHING IT WAS TIME FOR CALIFORNIA ALREADY.
4) New episodes of the Simple Life
5) The temperature of my room was about 900. Thats farenheit.
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[Sunday
May 21st, 2006 ] |
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Hey, remember when Drive Thru Records had good bands?
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[Wednesday
May 17th, 2006 ] |
Foo Fighters acoustic tour
I'm not coming home to the Northwest from LA until July 14th, and I wont be back in California until the 25th. FUCK!!!!
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[Tuesday
May 9th, 2006 ] |
Confession of the day:
( This ) picture makes me want to cry.
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[Tuesday
May 9th, 2006 ] |
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So yeah...I've become very bored with livejournal and have somewhat abandoned it. But something has been on my mind and I need somewhere to put it.
I've come to realize that I have a friend who isn't who I thought they were in my mind, and cares about other things a lot more than they care about a lot of their friends...and that hurts a lot. Especially because I thought friends were #1 in their life...and that's how it has always seemed, and thats what they continute to believe...even though I've found out differently.
So I've kind of decided to not make a strong effort to be extremely close with this person anymore. I'm not saying I won't still talk to them and have our awesome conversations that we always have, but since yesterday I can't bring myself to initiate conversation. I don't know if it's stupid or sensitive, but I'm kind of upset about things that have happened in the last few months. and the fact that I'm upset about things with this person is upsetting in itself, because I never really have been.
The one thing I'm afraid of is that this will turn into a fight, because I really don't want it to. It's definitely not worth it. I don't want them to be angry with me for thinking these things...which is why i haven't confronted them...I just don't want to put a friendship in jeapordy like that.
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[Sunday
April 9th, 2006 ] |
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I forgot how much I love New Found Glory.
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[Thursday
March 30th, 2006 ] |
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I've got my things, I'm good to go
You met me at the terminal
Just one more plane ride and it's done
We stood like statues at the gate
Vacation's come and gone too late
There's so much sun where I'm from
I had to give it away, had to give you away
And we spent four days on an island
At your family's old hotel
Sometimes perfection can be
It can be perfect hell
Perfect
Hours pass
And she still counts the minutes
That I am not there
I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised
Bruised
Don't fly fast
Oh, pilot can you help me
Can you make this last?
This plane is all I got
So keep it steady, now
'Cause every inch you see is
Bruised
I lace my Chucks
I walk the aisle
I take my pills
The babies cry
All I hear
Is what's playing through the in-flight radio
Now every word of every song
I've ever heard that made me
Want to stay
Is what's playing through the in-flight radio
And I
I am
Finally waking up
Hours pass
And she still counts the minutes
That I am not there
I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised
Bruised
Don't fly fast
Oh, pilot can you help me
Can you make this last?
This plane is all I got
So keep it steady, now
'Cause every inch you see is
Bruised
So read your books
But stay out late some nights, some nights
And don't think that you
Can't stop by the bar
You haven't shown your face here
Since the bad news
I'm here 'til close, with fingers crossed
Each night 'cause your place isn't far
And hours pass, and hours pass, yeah, yeah
She still counts the minutes
That I am not there
I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised
Bruised
Don't fly fast
Oh, pilot can you help me
Can you make this last?
This plane is all I got
So keep it steady, now
'Cause every inch you see is
Bruised, bruised, bruised
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[Tuesday
March 28th, 2006 ] |
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[Monday
March 20th, 2006 ] |
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remember when whatshisname from SYX was trying to kick us out of the hawthorne theatre and I just laughed and said "dude. you're in SYX"
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[Saturday
March 18th, 2006 ] |
fun story:
I worked a day two weeks ago so I was expecting a check of about $35. A small ass check, but at least it's something, eh?
So I go to pick up my check today and it is
*drumroll*
14 cents.
I wasn't scheduled on the day that I worked so I filled out a time edit sheet, and put the time at which I clocked in, but forgot to put down when I clocked out, so instead of confronting me about it, someone just decided to pay me for .02 hours of work, rather than five. Splendid.
I want to quit this bullshit so hard.
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[Monday
March 6th, 2006 ] |
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[Sunday
March 5th, 2006 ] |
today's official countdown post. (in east-coast time)
Days until I start the drive to Spokane:3
Days until Nikki gets here:15
Days until my birthday(and starting the drive to California):17
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