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Saturday, July 26th, 2003
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7:51 pm
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| satan_clauz | | Magic Number | 12 | | Job | Singer | | Personality | Paranoid And With Good Reason | | Temperament | Best Not To Ask | | Sexual | Just Say No | | Likely To Win | Another Gold Star | | Me - In A Word | Beautiful | | Colour | | | Brought to you by MemeJack |
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7:49 pm
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| Tuesday, November 26th, 2002
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4:36 pm
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| Monday, November 25th, 2002
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1:28 pm
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1:09 pm
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| Friday, June 28th, 2002
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5:32 pm
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5:30 pm
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5:23 pm
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| Thursday, March 7th, 2002
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5:19 pm
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| Friday, February 1st, 2002
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3:09 pm - homophobic...BLAH
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 | You are more moderatly homophobic. Gay people sometimes feel like a threat to you and your sexuality. You usally don't accept them well.
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current music: sum 41 - in too deep
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| Wednesday, January 9th, 2002
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2:46 pm - am in the midst of chaos, i shall fare thee well...
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dear whomever it may concern:
i will be leaving livejournal for a while. no silly, i'm not going to snuff it. i just wont be online for a while. but anywayz, i'll be looking forward to reading your entries when i return.
seriously though, i must stress the fact that im NOT going to snuff it...and check the obituaries every single day if you must, but i promise you i will not find me there.
yeah, so i'll miss you guys! ..but at least i wont be missing the aucklanders -ehk! i'm so sick of the people here...(you know: the cocky-rich fucks, the egotistical-mainstreaming-exclusive fucks, the snobish know-it-all fucks, the dumbshit-beerguzzling-jock fucks, the slutty-whorish fuck-me-pretty-please fucks, the weed-craved-4-20-stoner fucks, the bald-shirtless-jr.nazi-i-love-american-history-x fucks, the viva-mexico-poncho-villa-espanol fucks, the westsiiide-throw-yo-hands-up-in-da-air fucks, the im-white-but-im-really-a-nigga fucks, the fred-durst-lookalike fucks, the rednecked-offroading-fox fucks, the white-trailertrash-confederate-rebel fucks, the hellsangels-dago-angry-biker fucks, the im-so-cool hurley-shirt fucks, the look-at-me roxy-girl fucks, the im-so-punk-rock-that-i-dyed-my-hair fucks, the bitchy-hippie-hypocritical fucks, the im-already-dead-mansonite fucks, the schoolshooting-skinny-whiteboy fucks, the horny-flaming-aids-infested fucks, the buzz-cut-it's pat!-butch fucks, the mormom-at-your-doorstep fucks, the jesus-is-the-reason-for-the-season-even-though-the-season-is-over fucks, and those godamn mother-father-brother-sister-dog named chester-fucking perfect family fucks!)
..but anywayz! i'll miss you guys, and i love you all! well, maybe not all of you. infact, ask me and i'll tell you if i do or not! :) ..and i'll be straight forward and honest, NO shit. alright, it's time for me to motor. -sayonara suckers! : P
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| Wednesday, January 2nd, 2002
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2:14 pm
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| Saturday, December 15th, 2001
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5:03 pm - me and nics second xmas...oh the memories...
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...we're going to be celebrating xmas. i was trying to think of ways we could celebrate it and also include our heavenly father's spirit as well. ..so here's what i thought of:
we go to a hotel, ask door to door to borrow their bibles, run off to the beach, toss 'em into a fire pit, lay out a blanky and pillows, exchange our gifts of hugs and kisses while watching the stars and making wishes, as our hearts are filled with warmth and laughter from the burning words of our heavenly father!
what do ya think?
current mood: indescribable
current music: fuck me gently with a chainsaw
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| Wednesday, November 28th, 2001
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12:53 pm - puzzle analogy
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i have this feeling that there is a very complex person inside each of us. including myself. i dwell in deep thought trying to figure out every REAL aspect of what makes me who i am. but i fear that who i have become is not the person i was meant to be. like there are too many pieces either missing from the puzzle or are in the wrong place...
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| Friday, November 2nd, 2001
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5:03 am - why do they call it happy?
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i never understood why people say happy birthday really. usually every birthday gets fucked up some way or another. for years my birthdays have sucked and they keep getting worse. they also depress me. even before this birthday started to suck i was depressed over it. i will sleep through the rest of the day probably and not wake up until it's over. everyones trying to make a big deal out of 16, i don't see it. i don't drink so what's the point? oh yeah, now i can buy guns. what a great thing right? i should go buy one today and wait the five days and then bring it home and then get sent off to another psychiatric place cause i might kill myself. blah big deal, my life, my choice.
thanks to anyone who wished me a happy birthday anyway.
current mood: happy ?
current music: toadies - tyler
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| Wednesday, October 24th, 2001
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5:12 pm - where have i been?
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i haven't been anywhere really, i've been online the whole time just as usual. i just haven't felt like posting and since i have posted in over 3 weeks, i think it's about time. what am i going to talk about this time around you ask? the same as usual, stuff not worth mentioning but i'm bored.
current mood:  blah
current music: little l - jamiroquai
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| Wednesday, October 3rd, 2001
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6:38 pm - if i could have one wish...........
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...i really need something to make me happy during this time.
i'm not recovering as quickly as expected. the pain is excruciating. well, not as bad as it will be after my next surgery. the synomox perscribed to me has caused new problems for me to deal with...taking 4-5 a day (as i was perscribed) has fucked up my (already prone to being fucked up) digestive track. so i went to the doctor today, the first time i've left a three metre radius around my bedroom since i came home he perscribed me umm...something, it's suppose to be a generic of valuum. i just took my first pill a couple of minutes ago...so i have yet to experience what this "poison" is going to do to me. it's suppose to relieve my stress and anxiety.
i told work that i wont be coming in for yet another week.
"make it stop. go away. kill me now."
current mood:  bitchy
current music: screams of pain
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| Thursday, September 27th, 2001
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12:02 pm - hahaha, fun.
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messaging people at random and pissing them off:
acidtripsatan: stupid slut.
Co r p s e 6sic6: What?
acidtripsatan: you're a stupid slut.
Co r p s e 6sic6: Do I even know you?
acidtripsatan: stupid slut.
DestroySP: well ok then
acidtripsatan: go away.
DestroySP: go away? you im'ed me, i didn't even start talking to you
acidtripsatan: are you smoking something? you messaged me.
DestroySP: i don't even know who the fuck you are, what are you talking about?
DestroySP: who is this?
acidtripsatan: go away, slut.
DestroySP: this is corey isn't it
acidtripsatan: stupid slut.
Dezdeallure: who r u/
acidtripsatan: shut your mouth, slut.
Dezdeallure: ok?
Dezdeallure: i guess im a slut, i dont care
Dezdeallure: im a guy anyway
acidtripsatan: I SAID SHUT YOUR MOUTH!
Dezdeallure: imma kill you fool
acidtripsatan: nifty.
Dezdeallure: whats ur name?
acidtripsatan: dirty whore.
ElectronicSponge: who me
ElectronicSponge: who r u
acidtripsatan: no, him. fucking genious.
ElectronicSponge: oh ok
acidtripsatan: god must've fucked up when he made you.
ElectronicSponge: who r u
ElectronicSponge: hello0
acidtripsatan: osama bin laden, now fuck off.
ElectronicSponge: REALLY
ElectronicSponge: OK
ElectronicSponge: well thats nice but, do i know u man for real? do i?
acidtripsatan: shut up slut.
acidtripsatan: i didn't give you permission to ask me anything.
ElectronicSponge: ok bitch suck my fat ass
current mood:  amused
current music: drive - incubus
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| Tuesday, September 25th, 2001
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10:12 am
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so last night, it was really cool. callan picked me up around about 8 and we went to visit nic, she was babysitting and she wasn't expecting us. well we played "guess who" with an 8 year old boy, then left cuz callan needed to be home early; he cant stand his parents. on the way to his house, we talked, like deep talking, and we sat outside his house for like 30 minutes talking, till his dad made him go inside, then he snuck out and we ended up back with nic and we just talked for like an hour and a half. it was awesome. but then the parents came home, so she went inside, and we were like, "what do i do?? do i run or just stay or what??" so there we was, outside of these people's house, alone, at 1:00 am. so when they were in the driveway, the mum yelled to me, "who are you??" in a kinda demanding voice. i stuttered, "i....i'm... nic's friend...." she said, "oh, ok, just making sure you werent a stranger." i felt so awkward. so they got out the car and came up the sidewalk (we stayed outside for the whole time talking on the porch) and the mum said, "well, i guess i'll introduce myself, i'm (forgot her name), and you are?" "lindsay, and this is callan. sorry for being here, we were just talking about some stuff," i replied. then the guy, looking drunk, held out his hand to me, and i shook it and said, "hey, man." he kinda smiled, and said, "yea, hey.. man.." and walked inside. so me and nic hugged and i left. we went straight home, and i got in at about 1:10.
current mood: refreshed
current music: east coast anthem - good charlotte
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| Monday, September 24th, 2001
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9:56 pm
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today we caught the bus into town, and went downtown to the square. we went to the starbucks on the corner for something to drink, and then we're messing around for a few minutes outside. so ryan and i are sitting around talking, and there's like this drunk guy screaming, in the square. it was quite freaky. anyway, he continues screaming.. "YOU'S A BITCH ANYWAY"..over, and over, and over. i mean, he had to have said this like 80 fucking times..seriously. yeah, after that we went to high st, and then decide to go bother him some more..so like he's talking to this guy now, and stumblin' around like the drunk bitch that he was, and we're waiting for him to be alone, so we can fuck with him. finally, he walks over to behind those seats, and like.. sits down. THEN! ryan and i decide to walk up behind him and scare him, of course we should've kept in mind, that drunk people are never really aware of what's going on, so he wasn't gonna do anything. and like..we started talking to him, we cursed at him, he flipped us off, ryan threw his drink at him, got him wet, and we ran.
current mood: amused
current music: another perfect day - american hi-fi
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