| staples <3's school |
[Sep. 7th, 2006|05:02 pm] |
current obsessions:
naming ocarina songs
aidans haircut is actually good
homework
jamez and shavon
chinese fortune sticks
savers
sarahs in two of my classes and this has never happened before
i know that marissa adams loves black raspberry icecream the best and it's actually good
hey guys, I sewed a harness for my rat, but not a climbing harness
my curfew is 7:30 sometimes, but usually I'm not allowed out at all
squirt bottles
the stick figure on the button in math that we'll never know what happens when you press it
self defense classes in gym |
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| los pollitos dicen: pio, pio, pio |
[Aug. 29th, 2006|01:00 am] |
fragile things
hats
james lyman
sarcasm
rose o'maley
siobhan coyne
maine
dirt smell
t.v. comedy i don't understand
plasitc cup flowers
winter coats when its not actually cold
remember that time...
being unusually awkwardly loud at the wrong moments
sticky boots in smelly mud
dental work
clean animal cages
perfectly worn round erasers on number two pencils
barefeet on glass shards
back of a truck
mixtapes people listen to
sarah highers
books on tape
irony
oatmeal
all the gary paulsen books i never read
blue lips
being detached from reality
recording sound
not spending money
clementines
secrets people forget about
telling people facts i pick up when i pay attention to stuff
grizzly man
I can only play zelda songs on my new ocarina
wet socks
my cat loses fights with wild animals
whale songs
being rude to adults
bad hair
mugison
men doing yoga
short pants but not long shorts
lady of the sea
watching myself
baby birds
climbing stuff
trends
visuals
foot cramps
the view of our galaxy
reflections
pocket knife
chewing icecream
naming songs
camping
ode to uncle john's manicure
dress shopping at savers
frustration
my cat
head colds
fur coats
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| my rat's right eye is twice as big as her left eye |
[Jul. 26th, 2006|10:12 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | bedroom | ] |
| [ | music |
| | fish's filter sounds like a peaceful waterfall if I imagine | ] |
hmm:
-im leaving for new york tomorrow
-i have a pet raccoon that i can't really play with or else i'll get rabies. but his name is meeko and i feed him every night.
-i'm going to be doing foster care for a retired greyhound
-i always leave my hamster out of her cage in her little excersize ball and then can't ever find her.
-i went camping in the center of town with siobhan and james
-i <3 mixtapes
-i <3 the way dirt smells
-today i looked like zelda. and my eyes matched my shirt that matched my pants.
-my cichlids need a bigger tank because mokey is turning out to get much bigger than i ever thought
-siobhan brought her own caesar salad to my house today and we watched really bad tv shows
-im tired and cozy
lalalalalala |
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| dwarf hamsters |
[Jul. 21st, 2006|02:56 pm] |
If I ever get the gold ring riding the flying horses in Oak Bluffs, I think I'll hold onto it instead of turning it in for a free ride. |
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| charmander |
[Jul. 19th, 2006|06:02 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | kneelsit | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  why is "cold" a sad face? | ] |
| [ | music |
| | apres moi-regina spektor | ] |
sometimes I wish i lived in a hut so i could have a real excuse for using the mosquito net thats in my closet. |
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| The stars appear every night in the sky. All is well. Lucky Numbers 1, 7, 17, 27, 37, 40 |
[Feb. 28th, 2006|03:40 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | the one you love - rufus wainwright | ] |
ahem.
Today Has Been Made Awesome By: Steve Pfau
A MIX TAPE! in MY spot on the table?!
So. steve left me a mix tape at my table in IMP today.
and I freaked out in my head when I saw it.
cause things like that make me very very happy.
I do not think I thanked him very well though........
END. |
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| Amy's Writing this... |
[Feb. 27th, 2006|09:09 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  accomplished | ] |
| [ | music |
| | I'll Cover You Reprise - Rent | ] |
Natalie asked for someone to update this...so i am!
I think I'll tell the story of my life on February 26, 2006 (yesterday)
I was called in the morning being told to get my butt ready for BOSTON YAHH.
STEPH picked me up and she broke her dad's cd player...she ate a potato.
everyone got there and we trained it to boston.
then we shopped...only not really
we played chutes and ladders on the street and then some select folks got piercings.
but the piercings only occured after a drunk asked us for money and we walked through the -100 degree park.
we arrived at the piercing place and 3 holes were made in bodies.
we ate.
kind of.
I did.
then chris came
then we played more 20 q's
then we went to NATALIE's!!!!! YAR YAR YAR
and they watched Harold and Maude while i watched RENT!!! with rachel, paul, mr and mrs vergara.
and ate waffels
everyone left but me and then i did too.
this concludes our extremely exciting day.
EL FIN
Poem of the day:
By Amy Z Glenn
my ipod sits right next to me
but im not listening to it.
all the music is programed in my head
and IM ABOUT TO HAVE A FIT.
MY shoulder hurts right now.
I am getting very tired
but i cant fall asleep
BECAUSE I AM SO FREAKIG WIRED.
<3<3<3 AZG <3<3<3 |
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| for christmas I got worry dolls and bird calls |
[Jan. 2nd, 2006|11:35 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  anxious | ] |
| [ | music |
| | stranger in the house - elvis costello | ] |
stolen from sarah kristeller (so that I would have a reason to use livejournal):
If I were a month I would be: October or February
If I were a day of the week I would be: saturday....fridays are hard.
If I were a time of day I would be: 5:00 AM or that time around 6 at night when the light is really strange
If I were a planet I would be: mmmm....undiscovered by the earthlings.
If I were a sea animal I would be: seahorse, or some tide pool dwelling creature that no one can see.
If I were a direction I would be: up
If I were a piece of furniture I would be: chifferobe
If I were a sin I would be: gluttony
If I were a historical figure I would be: hellen keller.
If I were a liquid I would be: water
If I were a stone, I would be: pourous.
If I were a tree, I would be: white birch. that lives forever. and is magical.
If I were a bird, I would be: raven
If I were a tool, I would be: natalie vergara
If I were a flower/plant, I would be: sage
If I were a kind of weather, I would be: the kind of weather october brings.
If I were a mythical creature, I would be: unicorn, or a talking book about history or by lewis carroll
If I were a musical instrument, I would be: bongo
If I were an animal, I would be: cat
If I were a color, I would be: turquoise
If I were an emotion, I would be: Confusion
If I were a vegetable, I would be: tomato
If I were a sound, I would be: a sneeze
If I were an element, I would be: earth
If I were a car, I would be: rusty and pre-owned by a grandmother
If I were a song, I would be: soft parade by the doors
If I were a movie, I would be directed by: my parents.
If I were a book, I would be written by: Sarah Kristeller
If I were a food, I would be: bird seed
If I were a place, I would be: swamp
If I were a material, I would be: hemp
If I were a taste, I would be: red wine
If I were a scent, I would be: incense from the blue box, or dirty animal cages
If I were a religion, I would be: some kind of spirit worshiping, rain dance doing, native american religion that's thankful for the animals they kill
If I were a word, I would be: overwhelmed
If I were an object, I would be: a worry doll, or a flower pot, or the frame holding some amazing piece of art.
If I were a body part I would be: nose, or eyeball
If I were a facial expression I would be: undecided
If I were a subject in school I would be: Art 2
If I were a shape I would be a: oval
If I were a number I would be: uh.......... numbers = math....math = school.
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| me, and bobby mcgee..... |
[Sep. 19th, 2005|07:26 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  optimistic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Pretty Grils Make Graves - The Smiths | ] |
I <3...............hanging out in my room with cool people lighting stuff on fire
I <3 my room and everything in it
I <3 Rudie and how she's making a nest in my hair right NOW
I <3 Max
I <3 My fish (nicholas, nicholas, and susana)
I <3 my finches (India, Anthony, Jonah, and Buttcrack)
I <3 ....all my animals cause im sick of naming them
I <3 being intoxicated by more than one substance in maine while staying with the glenn family.
I <3 hour and a half free bus rides into bar harbor with amy, and a bus ride home that has about a zillion and a half people on the bus, and you can't really talk or breath.
I <3 mexican blanket
I <3 finding a little birdie on the train tracks with sarah on our way to the fire works
I <3 sarah-siobhan shopping cart accidents
I <3 burning Animal Farm with miss highers and watching it drown in a small river
I <3 sarah kristellers clothes. everything she has ever worn. including her chic cape that I gave her cookies for last year.
I <3 late night drama with cara cooley in the center of town
I <3 listening to pink floyd at 3 in the morning by myself
I <3 laughing so hard I feel like puking
I <3 my new art project and how it includes all the drug prevention flyers that my mom collects.
I <3 crack bunny drawn on my door
I <3 eric highers
I <3 the kid who shares a hedgehog breeder with me.
I <3 my mom's collection of buttons that everyone steals from
I <3 tye dyeing
I <3 playing records
I <3 the awkwardness of the breakfast me and steph ate over the summer....and how it was the only time we hung out.
I <3 rudie and frances being bffs
I <3 "AMY LETS GO SAILING"
I <3 drew skanking in the middle of the street at 3 in the morning
I <3 kristen moores art.
I <3 rudie and her rat-tastic ballacning skills.
I <3 matt ng's asianness, art skills, and obsessive skaterness
I <3 pretending to know how to play the guitar
I <3 making up pretend bands where I either play kazoo, bass, or bongos
I <3 MASS MoCA
I <3 the charles river
I <3 all my friends, and all my old friends
I <3.....(will continue) |
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| the melody my bedroom plays me. |
[Sep. 16th, 2005|07:35 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  indescribable | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Celebrity Skin - Hole | ] |
"Contrary to the dogma of faith, however well intended, he knew the spirit doesn't always outlive the flesh. He saw them every day, broken bodies with sunken chests rattling around the streets like an imated skeletons."
-doghouse roses
I realized why I keep locking this stupid livejournal up. I have nothing to write about. I hate talking about each day cause there all very similar to eachother. And I don't like, wonna get into all the personall stuff. So when i eliminate everything related to both of those, theres really nothing to say. And I have no talent in writing....whatsoever, so I can't write an interesting livejournal novel you can all learn a lesson from.
in a few entries im gona make a "I <3" list, cause those make me happy
i think everyone should make an I <3 list.
peace and some love. |
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| to my surprise, my forward gaze meets the back of your eyes.... |
[Sep. 15th, 2005|04:54 am] |
| [ | music |
| | Battle of Evermore - Led Zeppelin | ] |
"when i grow up i want to be a faggot,nigger,cunt,whore, jew, spic, kraut, wop, sissie, whitey hippie, greedy, money making, sweaty, hairy, masculline, quirky, new waver, right wing, left wing, chicken wing, chicken shit, ass kickin, dumb fuck, nuclear physicist, AA counselor, psychiatrist, journalist, stink fist, romance novelist, gay, black, cripple, junkie, HIV positive, hermaphrodite, flipper baby, overweight, anorexic, king, queen, pawnbroker, stock brocker, pot smoker, (all is swell, less is more, God is gay, harpoon a catch) journalist, rock journalist, stuffy, cranky, middle aged, bitter, little, scrawny, opinionated, old, booking agent and editor of a fanzine that segregates the small percent into an even smaller percent. Keep em divided, Ghettoize, united we stand, do not respect others sensitivities. Kill yourself kill yourself kill kill kill kill kill kill rape rape rape rape rape is good, rape kill rape greed greed good greed good rape yes kill"
- Kurt Cobain
starting livejournal again....i guess
no motivation....so leaving comments
p.s. school rapes little children. |
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| Who's got to watch out for brother mangoose, with his top hap and walking stick? |
[May. 2nd, 2005|09:29 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | another one of these | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Bob Marley - Brain Washing | ] |
So, I felt a need to maybe continue a livejournal....I just read the one about that time in that basement with those people i LOVE.
I guess I'm supposed to like...reflect on my day maybe?
I went to school, didn't do gym, didn't work in art, spaced out in spanish, went to duncan doughnuts with steph and emily, handed in my research project in english....then proceeded to do nothing all class, then just chilled in biology and listened to foster ramble about cool stuff.
BORRING renewal entry!
P.S: im only writing in this again cause i thought that the entry with the nauseated face is sort of silly |
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| dick |
[Dec. 1st, 2004|08:58 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  dick | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Soul Shakedown Party - Bob Marley | ] |
livejournals suck HUGE dick for freeeee. I am ending thissss. |
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| Another Complain about being grounded |
[Dec. 1st, 2004|02:38 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  lazy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Call Me Mellow - Tears for Fears | ] |
Hm ... bored. Homework? Not doing any. OH. the joy of being grounded. |
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| OH? |
[Dec. 1st, 2004|06:13 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | grossly tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Run For Cover - Bob Marley | ] |
Sarah said she woulf wear her chic cape to school one day this week. when she does, I'm making her cookies. So ... I'm gonna go get ready cause I should be at Stephs house right .... NOW. |
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| Can't Think Of a Title? |
[Nov. 29th, 2004|05:10 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | I wish. i were outside. | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Mellow Mood - Bob Marley | ] |
<3(()))~
mouse.
I feel like such a tool with this livejournal. This entry sucks(dick for coke?).
peace out . |
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| Blooooop? |
[Nov. 29th, 2004|06:02 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  blah | ] |
| [ | music |
| | the t.v. in the other room? | ] |
IM GROUNDEDDDDDDDDD |
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