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Moonless_Dreamer
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Name: Elizabeth
Country: Japan
Metro: Tokyo
Birthday: 5/29/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: tomato soup...campbell's style, para para, The Amazing Magic Gangsta Shouta Brown, xbox, drawing, finger painting, animal crackers, mannequins, pillows, 80's rock, Liz Phair, Melissa Etheridge, The Pillows, BoA, Ayumi Hamasaki, Inuyasha & Kagome, Eiri Yuki & Shuichi Shindou, Dee & Ryo, Dark, Aya, Rumiko Takahashi, apple sauce, soy, rpg addictions, Cowboy Bebop, Lupin the Third, fanfic addictions, saying 'little lady', soy apple cinnamin chips, donuts, chibis, Brian Froud, coffee, magic, flowers, olives, sunglasses, ziti, Gabby's sunglasses, guard, tuba, Gravitation, FAKE, Chobits, DNAngel, DiGi Charat, Happy Lesson, Onegai Teacher, pajamas, eating, Bishounen, Matthew Macfadyen, Clark Gable, Fabio, the Gaybar song, I Want to Sex You Up, Patrick Swayze, abs, my favourite diabetic: ethan...he's pale and stoof
Expertise: pogo....ing?
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Food Editor
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AIM:  PepitoMonkey724
AIM:  ROSEMELTON
Yahoo:  muffinlady724
Member Since:
8/15/2004
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| So, I'm over the stuff from that last post.
Everything's a-okay now. I think.
Except the fact that I feel like crap.
I don't like getting sick. It just takes too much effort.
Effort that I don't wanna donate.
Cause, my throat won't stop tickling....
And, these throat thingies I got for it cause it to go numb...as long as the lozange isn't gone. But, once it is....OH BUDDY!!....it just hurts.
Tonsels suck.
And, so do ear aches.
Oh. And...feeling content is good.
It's freakin' awesome.
Actually...it's just absolutely wonderful. | | |
| So,
Sean is a buttface.
There is a certain moron whom I won't mention the name of that ticks me off so much.
And, I'm apparently paranoid.
Danggit.
I wish I could trust people more.
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Well, Youth in Goven't was really fun. I hung out with Bonnie and got to know that we have quite a few things in common which was pretty cool. Tyler Johnston is too strange for his own good sometimes. Brennan is still an awesome Asian. Josh and Collins...are pyscho. Never give Conner sugar. And, Michael is bitter, but for good reasons.
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| Hiya, guys!!
So, I'm fine and dandy.
And there is this certain person that I must mention. He is really really really amazing in every single way possible. No matter what he says!
Haha. He's absolutely wonderful!!!!!!!
And, there ya go.
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OH, and we got second place in our class at the band competition! WHOOT! THE LAST OF THE SEASON!!
This Monday begins concert season...
And this Tuesday begins Winterguard auditions!!!! | | |
| Hiya!! I haven't updated in a while.
Sorry.
But, not much that I can think of right now.
Except that I okekaki-ed. THANKS KALIE!!!
No noses!! | | |
| So, Homecoming was okay.
There were more bad things than good ones.
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For one...
James Andrews can be a total ass.
Going to a game at the request of an old friend is awesome...
But then leaving it and yelling at the person who invited you is not common courtesy.
Because, apparently I'm not supposed to have a reason to talk to him since we seemed to not have done such a thing in the past two years.
Pissha. Hmm. We saw each other last year and were civil at BOTH games and the Thurman Francis reunion.
Oh. And he didn't seem to have that big of a problem when Kalie and I talked to him on the phone a couple of months ago. Or Rachel and I the week before Homecoming.
He's just got a major stick up his butt, because he asked how I got the nerve to even give a flip to wanna hang out with him just to say 'hi'.
Does anyone else see something wrong with that entire situation??
I guess he still utterly despises me so much that he rather wait for me to die before talking/seeing me again. He just needs to get over himself. Majorly. Ummm... Most people seem to cool and get over things after...oh....THREE YEARS!
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Next on the agenda for why the night was so terrible....
Eh hemm...
So, my dad actually agreed to go to one of the games since I was an attendent.
I felt on top of the world when he walked into the stadium and waved right at me.
It was the best feeling in the world.
Well, here comes the worst.
Well, my mom told me after the court was dismissed that my dad went MIA after 1st quarter.
She said he'd gotten up to go to the bathroom and never came back up into the stands where she and my grandfather were.
She thought that maybe he'd just sat down near the bottom or actually at the bottom near the fence in order to see the game better.
Well, that wasn't true.
After walking down the field with Ali and standing there while the queen was getting crowned, all I did was look for one person in the stands and he wasn't even there.
Turns out that he left.
Never even saw the half-time show.
I still feel like crap about that right at this very moment.
Cause apparently he doesn't care enough on my special night to be there for me.
But, I keep thinking....
This shouldn't be too bad on me right now....seeing as how he's done this so many times before.
Yeah.
Thanks everyone for your wonderful compliments. They really did a great thing in cheering me up.
At least I'm important to somebody.
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