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[03 Dec 2009|06:49pm]
it's better than i imagined.

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dear mr. mister... [01 Sep 2008|10:56pm]
i let you read this and i am glad i did. but you can't from now on. if i let you read it i can't be honest and you'd never want that, right? maybe another day after time has passed I will let you back in but for now....
ciao!!!

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[14 Feb 2008|08:07pm]
carnations mean friendship, by the way.

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[30 Dec 2007|06:22pm]
 i've been in a music daze for the past few days. all i want to listen to is dance music.
i babysat and made bank.
i have a crush on an english guy but he has dandruff real bad.
i have a crush on an english guy but only when he takes his hat off.
that is about it.
i am prepared for another new years eve let down.
georgia and jen came and we talked about vail's lack of black people. my roommates justify it by saying that black people hate snow. i disagree.

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[19 Sep 2007|05:21pm]
 don't let it be pink eye. anything but pink eye!

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[07 Jun 2007|04:31pm]
this summer i am learning how to play tennis, write fiction and be completely unsure about everything.
it's like i go up and down over and over in a minute because i can't figure out what i'm doing or where i'm going to go.
this was supposed to be my last summer of fun but now my fall of being a grown up is leaking into my summer and poisoning it.

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[11 May 2007|10:27pm]
i just graduated from college.

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[07 May 2007|04:02pm]

<a target="_top" href="http://www.blingo.com/friends?ref=MzMZNjxNuIPiIWFQ0_JUaLpKtP4"><img alt="Blingo" title="Blingo" border="0" src="http://static.blingo.com/images/friendbuttons/200x75.11.grn.gif" width="200" height="75"></a>

this kicks ass.

its like google except you win shit. like money. and cars. and movies. and blingo is funner to say than google.

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[30 Apr 2007|01:48pm]

this girl has listened to the same song like 6 times in a row.

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[30 Apr 2007|12:39pm]
i'm in the computer lab at my school doing a paper and i seated in between two terrible people. one of them keeps staring at me and clearing his throat and he smells like ham and i am pretty sure he stalked jessica at one point. the other has pajamas and head phones on and is playing terrible girl pop as loud as possible. it sounds like a boom box. i have my own headphones on and am listening to air and i can still hear this bitch's music. why does exams week draw out these fucking...i don't know what they are. 
she is listening to that song that goes "could you tell me to my face? have i been disgraced? are you happy now?"
god i hope she looks over and sees and freaks out. it would be better to hear her yell than to listen to michelle branch ANYMORE.

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[22 Feb 2007|11:22am]

my ipod is possessed. it plays only what it wants to, skips songs right before the good part, and it clicks. 
maybe its just broken.
i am bad at deadlines.

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[21 Feb 2007|10:45am]

i have been having good dreams that are actually bad.

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[15 Dec 2006|06:15pm]

everytime i come home, i expect some sort of celebration for me and there never is one. instead i just awkwardly run into people at the mall and talk to them about some bullshit. and the mall in gastonia depresses the hell out of me. and i feel like i am going to die everytime i am in it.
BUT i like going home because i have all sorts of zany shit in my house. especially my room. my bedroom is an aladdin's cave of treasure and good shit. today i was looking through my closet and realized that i have like 7 vintage evening gowns that i have never worn. i want to start wearing the green one because it makes me look like the tooth fairy. me and jamie should open up a vintage store. 
gd, my feet smell bad. i think i have been unfairly blaming my room stink on patrick when it is most likely me.
my mom likes country music alot.

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[13 Nov 2006|02:40pm]
listening to music on my ipod hurts my ears now. i think i may be going deaf.

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my favorite cartoonist... [02 Oct 2006|01:05pm]
[ mood | bootylicious ]


thats whats hot.

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glasgow [11 Aug 2006|01:12am]
its gonna be real fun flying home on saturday with no carry ons and a clear plastic bag with only my passport, wallet, and tickets in it.

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On Gastonia... [13 Jun 2006|05:31pm]
i'm so bored. thank god for natalie and libby and cheap beer and modest mouse.

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[31 Mar 2006|12:20pm]
i love that i just used the phrase "a veritable molotov cocktail" in my Renaissance essay.
this shit is good.

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[23 Mar 2006|02:07am]
on tuesday night me and me pals got all gussied up to go to bamboo (free entry b4 12 with matric card and drinks at a whopping 70p, sounds good to me). me and miriam spent like two hours finding a cash machine, during this hunt she told me all of her deepest darkest secrets but i can't remember any of them, and when we finally got to bamboo the bouncers were all slagging the girls in front of us about their courses and the girls got all sad but they let them in and miriam heard one of the girls say "i worked really hard to get into that course" as they were going in. so when it was our turn to show ids they looked at mine and said "arts and social sciences, ha" and snickered about it and looked at miriam's and said "history, ha" and miriam was like "theres no need for you to pass judgement, what are you? God? you're a bouncer for fuck's sake" and the bouncer got all annoyed and then wouldn't let us in and said "you two are too lippy. i think you should go somewhere else". i was glad miriam did that. like hes just a bouncer, his job is to make sure that people aren't too drunk and aren't underage. bastards.
we ended up at the union. good old union.
today, i fucked around in town with dickie and then did three loads of laundry and then stalked people on bebo and myspace with angharad. this day was long. and good.
i hate bouncers.
i love green wing.

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[12 Mar 2006|04:27am]
BIG SNOW!!!

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