September 20, 2002 @ 9:11 pm
azure ray--displaced

It's just a simple line
I can still hear it all of the time
If I can just hold on tonight
I know that nothing
Nothing survives
Nothing survives
I think i'm turned around
I'm looking up
Not looking down
And when i'm standing still
Watching you run
Watching you fall
Fall into me

Am I making something worthwhile out of this place
Am I making something worthwhile out of this chase
I am displaced
I am displaced

And she's my friend of all friends
She's still here when everyone's gone
She doesn't have to say a thing
We'll just keep laughing all night long
All night long

(chorus)

It's just a simple line
I can still hear it all of the time
If i can just hold on tonight
I know that no one
No one survives
No one survives.

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September 20, 2002 @ 3:55 pm
fucking hilarious

he's holding the book UPSIDE DOWN!

i laughed for a solid five minutes when i saw that.

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September 20, 2002 @ 1:07 pm
hahaha i needed that

lookie what i found, kim... hahhaha.

and this is funny too.

she'll prolly kill me, but i was reading through old entries and i found those, and just had to post them again. just so i could embarrass her again.

luv ya kim! hehehe

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September 20, 2002 @ 12:17 pm
i just figured this out...

holy shit holy shit holy shit

i think i just figured out where the rumor from back in january started that i was going to kill jen. here. the entry called coldplay kick. oh my god i never thought about that.

((for you i'd bleed myself dry.
i don't wanna hear one god-damn "i told you so"
cuz i will find you, and fucking kill you.))

that "kill you" was directed to someone that would say "i told you so" to me. NOT to jen!

hmm. fuck. i said a lot of horrible things to jen after that. like she fucking made it up and shit. and i feel really bad about that now... damn... :- i'm sorry jen, if you still read this... [sigh]

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September 20, 2002 @ 10:19 am
ja;lkgnsa;vbyadf

going back to bed. holy shit this isn't cool.

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September 20, 2002 @ 10:07 am
[insert image of a drop-jawed erin in court when cuntragjudge says "seven days in jail" because i thought he meant i was going to jail right then and there, and i have my friend's pipe in my purse. eek.]

my stomach is killing me, and i'm skipping class again today.

[insert image of a drop-jawed erin in court when cuntragjudge says "seven days in jail" because i thought he meant i was going to jail right then and there, and i have my friend's pipe in my purse. eek.]

yea. my stomach hasn't calmed down from that, and that was forty five minutes ago.

i wonder if i can eat anything. and if i can, then i wonder if i can keep it down.

mmmmmm... salmon. (haha, jenn, you'd be the only one to understand that.

dude, now im hungry for salmon.

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September 20, 2002 @ 9:52 am
moron.

yea yea yea. i have 7 days to come up with money that i don't have, or i get to go to jail starting next friday for seven days. ugh. me<---not fucking happy. where the hell am i going to get the money to pay off this fine when i can't even find money for the fucking bus?!?!

[smashes head on desk] stupid stupid stupid

i'm going to tell my mom the fine was tripled so i can get some more money. i really really really need some money right now.

(hmmm. i seem to be emphasizing on repeating myself three times. maybe that's because i'm really fucking pissed off at myself)

i don't have a job, and i don't have a car, and i don't really have a place to live and i'm fucking pissed off!

i'm a fucking moron.

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September 20, 2002 @ 7:49 am
shit,

court today. i'm probably going to jail.

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