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[19 Oct 2005|01:25am] |
Holy mother of god. I completely forgot i had a livejournal.
well anyways...HI...missed you all...maybe i will start this up again.
this is sooo wierd.
looking back at entries that were written over a YEAR ago...crazy. Lets just ignore those and start all over.
Oh this is great, just another distraction to stop me from doing work.
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[10 Oct 2004|11:50pm] |
So yeah.
It was totally nice seeing some you college kids this weekend. it was nice seeing you and showing how much we missed each other.
and then again in sucked to see the people that just wanted to be back at their school. it hurts a lot to have to hear them say that. def. a keep it to yourself thing. kinda makes you feel like a fool for wanting to see them.
everything is just still wierd
but it wont be soon again. but then it will again...
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[26 Sep 2004|06:47pm] |
Wow what a weekend.
Lets start off with my trip to IKEA, I got a completely new room. I love it because you get to put everything together and i love that.
Then right after we get back like around 12:30 I make a run for wellesley college. I was pumped and wicked excited to get there. I was going pretty fast. So about 20 minutes away the gas stops working on marks audi that i was driving. I cant speed up! every so slowly the car starts to slow down. The radio is still working and the air is still blowing. I was all the way in the left lane and the car was breaking down! I tried to make it to the other side of the I-90 (mass pike) to find no emergency break down lane luckily there was an exit right there, so i get off at exit 11 A. I should of been getting off exit 12, thats how close i was. I pull over to the side of the poll, by just rolling in. The car stopped moving and that was it. I open the hood to see one of the belts chewed up and split in half and the gear popping out from underneath it. it was a big mess. I called my mom. she left home right away...with mark and called AAA for me. I then wait 20 minutes and the guy with the big tow truck comes. This guy was wierd but cool. He chewed tobacco and then spit in his Diet Pepsi bottle located in the cup holder next to the radio. That was kinda gross for me. I call becca tell her im going to be late and then emily. My mom met me at the station and then drove me to wellesley. I wasnt home, but it felt soooo nice to reach my destination finally that it felt like i was home. Becca was very proud of how i wasnt like freaking out to her on the phone and everything. I never got stressed out about it or anything. I've improved a lot in my freaking out. I finally got the break. Well this was the crazy stuff that started off the most amazing trip to see emily becca sean and tobin. Good group.
By the way to people in boston, i talked to my sister, mv might happen.
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[16 Sep 2004|09:59pm] |
So here is the up to date.
My om team gets to name the big room at the new community center. this is a big deal. we need to make sure it is catchy and meaningful. suggestions welcome.
i found my chain thingy that i used to have on my wrist and it entertained me a lot so thats good.
Saw a really good and bad movie last night. The girl next door...amazing...recommened it to all guys...girls you might like it too. The bad one, dorm dazes...terrible terrible, soo frustrating for 3:30 in the morning...but good sleepover over all.
Last night was good times for a good mid week non school night. we invaded darlene's dance class that has like all of the girls in it. All the girls stopped dancing when they saw me cabral and rumsey and darlene didnt know what happened. I felt bad, because im going to be working with her sooo much for west side. she is awesome.
Coldstone is gonna start 2 weeks from tomorrow friends can come for free....so come...
Probably going to see the college folks next weekend, looking forward to that...
well that about it.
adios!
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[15 Sep 2004|08:24pm] |
You know you are right.
It is definetly not too hard to hold on.
Dont forget.
If removal is neccessary then make it aware.
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[09 Sep 2004|08:45pm] |
Things are starting to change for me finally.
Im getting my space from ysb and other things. I really just need a break and concentrate on other things.so...
West Side Story it is...and I honestly think it was one of my best decisions ive made. Im looking for a good medium for me between ysb and drama club now. I really missed the intesity of the shows like how it used to be. I miss my sophmore year. So im going back and baby!
WSS is going to fucking rock!!!!!!!
24 more hours until the anticipation is gone.
Good luck everyone!!!
P.S. dont think i hate ysb now. just everything is getting overwhelming and i need breaks from a lot of things.
I cant wait to meet all there drama club kids that i missed last year. always good to make more friends
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[31 Aug 2004|08:42pm] |
OK so today was the first day of school.
one word to describe it...wierd
everything was wierd
ci-wierd, i am surrounded by people like danielle cullinane, alyssa damore, nile d., ryan dickau. i hope it gets better
math-not bad except for hw on the first night. and having szeber and kelly in the class make it all the better.
choir-wierd, cant even talk about it.
human anatomy and physiology-wierd, in the room i was in my freshmen bio class, remember everyone, you were all there with me, seitlemen...still get the dreams about the flakes. oh but my teacher went to wheaton and he's cool.
lunch-wierd, same table as last year, brings back good memories that i miss.
psychology-wierd, golicz awesome teacher, just dont know anyone in my class, cant wait till ap psych. oh wait except for marisa howard. but still...akward........
and last but not least shakespeare- wierd, because ysb kids are taking over. lets see, me steph jenkins, greg parkhurst, cecca cavilia, paul (but he's bi organization)i cant wait for this class. it should rock
8th havent had yet because its gym on D2 and i have free every other day.
wierd.
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[31 Aug 2004|05:16pm] |
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where is everyone?
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[26 Aug 2004|05:02pm] |
still here at the vineyard.
its really hard being here and knowing that when i come back mostly everyone will be gone and not going to see them for months.
im scared on how people might change at college. im not saying they shouldnt, its a good thing, but who knows how they are going to come back.
i wish everyone the best of luck at college, have an awesome incredible time, and keep in touch if you can, i will always be here wanting to talk to everyone one of you.
bye!
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[21 Aug 2004|10:26pm] |
So my dad is married...wierd
my bestest friends are leaving...wierd
life is wierd.
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[19 Aug 2004|12:48am] |
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I thought there was something that would be worth holding onto, but maybe im getting the wrong information. i think all i need right now is everything to be set in stone and have it be the way it will be. no more guessing, no more hoping, no more wanting, no more needing. i got what i got and thats it...but i need to know what i got...will people tell me?
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[18 Aug 2004|12:03am] |
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You know people can be so narrow minded, that they forget everything else that used to be important thats around them and only concentrate on one thing. that one thing can be so ridiculous that it can corrupt the person into someone totally different, something that noone knows how to deal with. everyone goes away. change is good...when its for the better.
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[06 Aug 2004|07:26pm] |
...and exhale...
i hope
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[27 Jul 2004|12:50am] |
Well arent you fortunate.
my summer....sucks, depressed 24/7, the play...dont have fun, but i try hard to.
sucks when everyone turns against you so fast, even your father, and when it gets physical with him, you just want to run away. but i cant run away. i cant run away from anything. junior year was such a fucking waste of my time and some people just need to get out of my fucking life so i can finally live it.
i wish i could just be happy and friends with everyone, but not when people hurt you so emotionally and now physically. what the hell is happening? my life keeps on peaking down and no one or nothing is making it better for me. i feel all alone.
im so jealous of everyone that is having and awesome summer, maybe its because im not there, and that probably just makes things better. huh?
i need to get move away, and i will. and for all you people going to college, good luck, i know some of you will make some awesome friends. i also know that some of you are going to come back a completely different person, and thats scary, but maybe i wont need to be exposed to that.
im scared and lonely. god help me. if you are really there. you are the only thing that i can depend on because everything is being pulled away.
WHY!!!??????!?!!!!
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[25 Jul 2004|06:17pm] |
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Can I come back and join?
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[23 Jul 2004|05:31pm] |
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I fuck everything great up
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[22 Jul 2004|11:51pm] |
HA!
im so done
by to all who suck
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[11 Jul 2004|11:18pm] |
so the vineyard was good, i was finally able to be away from things for a bit
it relaxed me, but the whole time i just wanted to be home and i really was just counting down the days. i had fun with cynthia (my cousin, twice or three times removed, who has a house right down the street from me.) she is honestly one of the funniest people i know.
i felt like i kinda left to the vineyard without really saying goodbye, like i left with no one knowing. the last day i was home was a terrible day so i just kinda left. it was not good leaving on a trip that i dont want to go on, being very pissed off, being forgotten, and not really saying goodbye.
one thing though that it was nice to get away and not have to deal with my surroundings. i liked the people that i was with and i didnt have to worry or anything, it was a good breather.
i ate sooo much food, for all the meals that i missed before, they were made up.
my car reached 200,000 miles on the bourne bridge. this bridge is the main bridge that connects cape cod to the main land, it was quite magical
200,000 miles is a big deal for a 1996 jeep grand cheroke, i know some of you dont appreciate it as much but it was cool.
i wish those of you who spent a lot of time in my car were there too, but you probably dont care as much right now...
well its really good to be back
i now have a lot of things to work out with the ad book.
and due to some really unfortunate circumstances i need to talk to mr. kelley sometime soon about what we did...alone...thanks a lot for that one.
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[02 Jul 2004|11:42pm] |
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BYE
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[01 Jul 2004|12:29am] |
Here's a story for you
some of you have probably heard it
but its a good one
and it shows how things are going.
Ashley, my sister, and I have to move this "Pull Out" sofa from the study upstairs to our new finished basement, as of last week. First we realize that the sofa is too wide to even fit through the hallway where the door to the basement is located. So, we rotate it, but now we dont have room to turn the sofa into the doorway. So we lift it vertically and then slide it so its facing right into the doorway and we slide the bottom out underneath it so now it is coming down somewhat normally. if you cant picture in your head just let me know i will show you.
Okay, anyways. The sofa is finally starting to go down the stairs, until the "pull out" part of the sofa, pulls out and jams itself into the stairwell. The wall, the NEW wall is now scratched and gouged and shit, not to mention the frame of the door. As we are trying to get the bed part back into the sofa, i push one of the legs of the sofa right into the wall. yes, there is a 3 inch hole in the new wall of the new basement. By the way, my mom just got back from WORK, was the bed part falls out of the sofa.
So we get the bed in and we are finally able to get it down the stairs. As we finally put the couch up right and everything i notice some red stuff on it. I thought it was a juice stain or something. Then i realize that it is blood, and it was from me. I cut myself from the metal from the bed part of the sofa. I didnt realize when it happened, nor feel any pain. I was too stressed from my mom yelling and the money i am going to have to pay for the hole, and the stress from the world.
The blood ended up getting all over the couch and soon find spots all over the NEW carpet. So all this new stuff got dammaged because of me, Ross Culliton.
6:15-Sofa finally in place
6:20-Out of shower
6:29-At rehearsal with band-aids.
And thats my story.
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