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[19 Aug 2004|02:50pm]
i decided that i am going to keep this journal up, strictly to post shows and events. its a good way to get the word out...sooooooo starting off!!


THIS MONDAY AUGUST 23rd @ KEMO'S HOUSE IN PENSACOLA

ONE DEAD THREE WOUNDED

PAULSON

FOLLY

MAYBE ONE MORE TBA

$6 7PM

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE COME TO THE SHOW. EVERYONE THAT SAW ONE DEAD THREE WOUNDED LAST TIME, YOU KNOW THEY WERE AMAZING!



i'm a tard.
9 paper airplanes fold up your fears.

[14 Aug 2004|02:43am]
oh yeah.
TOMORROW at the gutter is the stab here showcase.
www.stabhere.com for info

also PARTY AT KEMO'S afterwards.
great!
4 paper airplanes fold up your fears.

[14 Aug 2004|01:33am]
i was supposed to go to the raidotakeover tour tonight. OMG EVERGREEN TERRACE. ick.
i got to seagrove and amanda decided she didn't want to go, so i just turned around and came home. i didn't want to waste $40 on bands i've seen 492868460238 times.

instead, i went to dinner with my mom. it was no different than going out with one of my friends, only she paid. it was nice. i didn't eat a lot because we had gone for a walk earlier and i filled up on water.
we rented bridget jones's diary.
goooood fucking movie. we watched it together, with dixie.
then i watched the secret window by myself, and now i am scared to go to sleep.
johnny depp is one hot psycho writter. movies with him in them, make me miss the fab 5 a lot. maybe we need a reunion?
i don't know why i ever stopped being a part of that.

i miss graham and lockert.
AND CLINTON.
you too josh.
...and lauren....joe...
god, i just miss the whole nashville crew.
3 paper airplanes fold up your fears.

life is sweet [13 Aug 2004|01:44am]
[ mood | i've never laughed so hard ]
[ music | through the eyes of the dead ]

i walked 2 miles today. next week i will try 3 and so on.
dixie is a good walking partner.

i got a small job too just to kill some time. its basically just bitch errands for my mom's company. delivering things, handling emergencies, but its like $50 a run. so whatever.


i was unaware that doing something with your life instead of sitting around and complaining and contemplating suicide just isn't cool. but now that i know i'll be sure to stop growing up asap!!


I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT SCHOOL.
i thought i wasn't but i talked to my professors today and i'm STOKED.

16 paper airplanes fold up your fears.

sweet jesus christ on a cracker [12 Aug 2004|10:17pm]
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | mike jones ]

my room so far. )

it's not even near finished yet. we still have to buy the wall mount to go behind my bed instead of a headboard, then we have to paint my furniture, paint one of my walls with black and white stripes, get the black cloth border for the ceiling, and buy a computer desk and this trunk thing. we're going to paint all my furniture red and trim it in gold, then paint over it and black and wipe it off so that the red shows through. we tested it out, it looks AWESOME.
we have a few more doo dads and decorative pieces to get too. but its going to look awesome, and i'm excited she's finally letting me decorate my own room. i don't know how many of you saw my room at her old house but it looked like a fucking JUNGLE.

anyway. my dad and i are having a talk tomorrow. fuck that. it's going to be an earful for me and a huge argument i'm sure.
annnd my parents are still going out of town. i know emily is going to come hang out one day, but if someone else wants to, let me know.

10 paper airplanes fold up your fears.

"betrayal is a higher form of jealousy, ricki. it's all i ever saw." [11 Aug 2004|11:54pm]
[ mood | on the path to happiness. ]
[ music | the jealous sound : anxious arms. ]

today i have had the weirdest sequence of events happen. it was a complete rollercoaster. first, my mom got botox this morning and i slept in the doctor's office. then she decided to be an lj lurker and read my journal, and all of yours. so of course she read about the tattoo plans. so that's shot to hell, at least for the time being.
she took me to school to register and i ended up enrolling myself in the honors program and majoring in english. if i do well, i get to go to england to study for a semester. so that's neat. the rest of the day went well, shopping and what not. we got a really cool painting for my room and some candles.
at lunch we somehow got on the subject of her and my dad's divorce and events during their marriage. i cried and cried in a restaurant and it was embarassing. i brought up some things, that she doesn't remember that i said...and she cried too. i learned some new things about my dad, and some things i'm ashamed to say that he did. it makes me angry, and it makes me look at my mother in a different way. she's stronger than i ever imagined.
we did more shopping, got some shoes....better moods all around til we got home. drama blew up on my computer screen and she had to go to 41 condo suites and move furniture. both of those things, i saw them coming from miles away. they were both WAY overdue.
then my battle against florida continued, to get money for school. which is due tomorrow.

and its just been back and forth and back and forth.

i'm glad my mom and i can openly talk about the divorce, and how i feel about it now. maybe one day all the feelings i bottled up inside will be emptied. hopefully hers as well. moving over here FINALLY, is the best thing to ever happen to me. sure, i'm doing school myself, i made the decision for surgery and i stood up to my dad and grandma.
but my mother is my support that i had long forgotten. and i wish everyone else's parents could have the same everlasting faith that she has in me.

i made a lot of decisions today. about people, friendships, my life.
i cut off a lot of things, made some apologizes and said what i needed to say. i feel better, and i feel good. my life is looking up for the best which is more than i can say for some people, and a lot to say for myself because i've been waiting for it. i'm 20 years old, and before i turn 21 my life will make a complete flip.
because i was tired of waiting for something to happen. you can't sit around and wait for someone to take you somewhere, or something to fly through your computer and make your life better. making someone else's life suck, won't make yours better. it's time to grow up. for me, for you, and for almost everyone that will actually take the time to read this.

i look forward to every day, and every change that is about to happen.

and i say thank you, to the few of you that are there for me and really are there.


i should have done these things years ago.
baby steps, baby steps.


man hotmail deleted all my contacts. fucking shit.

12 paper airplanes fold up your fears.

[11 Aug 2004|07:22pm]
you don't call someone your best friend
then pick out their biggest fault, and the only thing that can hurt them
and exploit in on a website with one of your e-friends.
you
just
don't.
the issue of my weight, is not something to toy with or joke about. so thank you for making my day a little shittier.
so much for friendship and trust.
84 paper airplanes fold up your fears.

[10 Aug 2004|11:41pm]



my baby love <333

FUCK TROPICAL STORM BONNIE.
this power cutting on and off, raining so bad i can't see, and my dog freaking the fuck out business is definitely not my cup of tea. i can't WAIT for the following one.
i hope it gets really bad and deomlishes our garage so we can build a new driveway and a pool.
6 paper airplanes fold up your fears.

[10 Aug 2004|05:18pm]
[ mood | happy ]
[ music | moments in grace : broken promises ]

Today when I opened my Myspace page, the first thing I saw was a HUGE Moments in Grace advertisement. It took a while for it to click. WOW.
I stared at it for a few minutes while the summer between 11th and 12th grade, my entire senior year, and the following year after that passed before my eyes.
all of the shows, the ccr showcases, that venue in niceville, the show when i was on drugs from my wisdom teeth and jake defended me against some asshole, the 1318 basement,kory baxley's house, driving to pace twice a week, the second show MIG played as Postcard Audio that i snuck out of my house with heidi to go to...and the look on jake's face when i got out of the car, the donut hole, the point, the hotel....everything and anything about takenfromyou, jake brown, and metal spike.
It's crazy little things you remember about bigger events in your life.
if i died right now and had the chance to go back to go back and relive any part of my life i'd start it on my birthday, where we played hide and seek in our cars and everyone sang happy birthday to me in the back of rachelle's truck with cupcakes, and i'd end it on the day of the very last CCR showcase where i spent the entire time trying not to talk to jake because i was embarassed.


josh williams, katie, heidi, jeremy, al, thomas, jarrod burris, jake brown.
i miss you guys.

6 paper airplanes fold up your fears.

THEY FUCK JUST LIKE US! [10 Aug 2004|12:16am]
[ mood | sleepy ]
[ music | new underoath ]

tallahassee was fun. lots of chill time. i love love love LOVE clayton and roger and i don't remember the last time i was so excited to see them. i'll look completely different next time i see them. thats a weird thing to think about.
and of course as always, it was great to see all the tally kids. haha brandon and i watched bad boys 2 and seriously, the best part of that movie besides the sweet ass car chase is the discussion about rats fucking.
but i didn't see ashley bruno. dumb slut. <3


as for the actual show, TJC played really well, especially with matt. black my heart was good but their bass sounded like ass- THE WARRIORS fucking owned.
i could hear kids like us from outside- ehhhhh. and on broken wings- fuck that dumb shit, i left and went back to the house.

i missed my mom and my dog after one day HOW WEIRD.

but i got to go see heidi and kelly's new house and it's SO cute. hopefully by the time i'm ready to move there they'll need a new 3rd roommate.
my mom bought all of this really cool stuff for my room and we snuck it upstairs after my step dad went to bed. he doesn't think as much about my mom spending tons of money if he sees things set up, and not in the bag. most men are like that.

and after much thinking and contemplating, i've decided to get my feet tattooed because i want more tattoos bad and i can't get them anywhere else til next year.

edit: i talked to queke... tattoos in 2 weeks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and on that note, i bid you all goodnight.

2 paper airplanes fold up your fears.

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