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Gender: Female
Status: Single
Age: 25
Sign: Scorpio

City: Bham
State: Alabama
Country: US
Signup Date: 11/2/2006

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[28 Dec 2007 | Friday] 
I look fucking hideous.
I should just die.
7:49 AM 
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[30 Nov 2007 | Friday] 
Sam Rockwell has got to be the best Hollywood find I've had in a while. Click-Clock, Mr. Tick-Tock. On top of being a really wicked actor (Confessions of a Dangerous Mind KILLED; can't wait to see Joshua), he has that mortally wounded puppy meets smirking/starving 39 year old artist face that really makes me you want to read all of his interviews and stalk him down on the internet. He can also bust a serious move. Haha! I suppose finding out his birthday is 11-05 makes me wonder if he's as Plutonian as I am.

So yeah... Movies to see on a rainy Wednesday back to fucking back:
Matchstick Men
Hitchhiker's Guide
Lawn Dogs (someone buy this for me from Amazon - $9!)
Charlie's Angels (again!)
CoaDM (for the 3rd time)
Welcome to Collinwood
Joshua

In other news... does anyone have a soldering iron I can use to fix my dc-in jack on my laptop? It's loose(FUCKED) and I'm tired of playing with it.
7:05 AM 
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[18 Nov 2007 | Sunday] 
I'm not ashamed of having stadards. I'm not ashamed of liking and falling for boys society feels are out of my league. I'm really not ashamed of very much in my life no matter how much I hate certain things about it and myself. Why do I feel bad about it then? Why do I really want to settle for a chance to feel?

Lord, I need some self-esteem. I need some validity. I need some way to not feel threatened. I'm not threatened by those I've grown especially close with over the years, don't get that wrong. I'm not threatened by most girls my age. I'm threatened by the younger, prettier ones, those who make light of passing comments of, "I don't want to be fought over again." That... that threatens what little slice of sanity I've managed to grab hold of. That threatens to tear me down, to kill me, to reduce me to a sobbing, worthless existence.

None of this is their fault, I know. They can't help it. It is on my envy and insecurity alone that I can place blame for feeling so inadequate. I also blame autumn.

This season, the changing from sunset at four hours until midnite to a quarter past five, the snap in the air that burns cheeks and leaves, psychedelic trees in coats of many colors... Yes, this season of dying spledor makes me wistful and sentimental.

"My fate is to live among varied and confusing storms. But for you perhaps, if as I hope and wish you will live long after me, there will follow a better age." ---Petrarch

I miss things and greatly. I guess I miss him and that's silly of me. Silly, silly girl.

I'll settle in the end, after all is said and accounted for. Here's to books that will never be written and conversations that will never begin. L'Chaim...
8:56 AM 
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[30 Aug 2007 | Thursday] 
The party's over kids.
Time to get back to your lives.
2:40 AM 
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[17 Aug 2007 | Friday] 
Let's recap, yeah?
Not married.
No significant other nor anything on the horizons.
Not pregnant.
I don't have any kids tho I'm probably the biggest reformed slut of my family.
Not partying.
Not persuing something musical.
Not involved with church.
etcetcetc ummm...

Is there was a glitch in the DNA I got from my dad? I seem to be the only female of the second generation from my paternal grandmother that doesn't fit in. Kinda creepy...

PS: I think I'm the only one of her grandkids that knew her as Yvonne & not Jewel. Creepy x2.
7:21 AM 
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