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[Mar. 20th, 2008|03:42 pm] |
I feel like things have been getting better. I haven't been feeling so crazy about EVERYTHING. Every single day is different, though; I will admit as much. I can't pretend that things will ever be normal again, or my definition of such things, anyway. I don't think I want to go back to " life as it was". I have been going through a lot of emotional turmoil because of life as it were. I realized that was a shit version of my self. Being involved with things of mediocrity, stagnant drunken conversation that never seemed to keep my mind at bay, and always feeling alone was just the beginning. Getting out, and away from the things you know, and think you love is hard. Strangely enough I don't miss it as much as I miss high school. I loved high school. I hadn't worry for anything past the excitement of the coming day, the next show, to skip almost all my classes to go to ART--just to bullshit with my real friend(s), and always feeling I had a place.
I feel like belonging to something--a purpose, no matter how " simple" is a mighty power. Almost drug like.
I saw my mum yesterday driving in an SUV. Immediate shock, and tears, then confusion, followed by straight dazing. Of course I know it wasn't her, but my brain totally convinced me--the aware me--that it was. I know it wasn't.
My brother's 28th birthday is tomorrow. Yikes, that means I am getting old, too. 23, soon. Holy shit, and no degree to show for it, yet. I think it is different for people who are 23, don't have a degree, but HAVE NOT been in school since 2004, such as myself. Shit. Whatever. Robbie's birthday is on the 29th. 26 he'll be. He has decided to go to Full Sail. He wants to have a better life. I am going to take him to the beach, fly a kite, have a picnic, and just have a straight chill for his birthday. Hm, I don't know, we'll see. Anyway.
Xoj. |
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[Feb. 27th, 2008|06:26 pm] |
For some reason I have very strange dreams as of late...here is an example.:
My father and I were going to a movie, and as we left the house in Winter Park he was complaining. We got half way there, and for some reason he turn around. I was kind of mad, because I paid for the tickets, and he blew it off. As we were driving back we saw Funeral flowers, and a casket. Strangely enough we both went to the house. We both remembered the people who lived there, and their family. I couldn't remember the girls name, until I asked if I cold leave a message for the daughter. I read that her name was Deana, and she was a recovering drug addict. I saw photo's of her--she was a model, too--and all the messages that people left. My father came over and started toget impatient with me. I was trying to get in touch with her to help her with the loss of the mother. then I woke up.
I later found out from a childhood friend that her name was Becky Buchard. She is a real person. Something that makes me feel weird is that.. I haven't even thought about her in over ten years, and on top of that..I didn't even know her name anymore. Yet, I had a dream about her. Weird. |
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[Mar. 20th, 2007|06:54 pm] |
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| | Massive Attack | ] | I suppose I go in random spurts...spitting tid-bits of nothingness out here, and there...only when needed.
I have been experiencing a lot of new hap's as of lately; probably since January.Maybe I have been allowing myself certain things..or allowing others I should say. Basically, I am allowing things, because ultimately who is the decision maker for my life? In the end, it is me. I think that everything happens for a reason, but I should not to be taken as a fatalist. I believe in a lot of things, and don't believe in just as many. I think it is a beautiful thing that not all people necessarily utilize to the maxim. I feel like there is so much people can do with free thought, that they don't...because they're used to being told how to believe, live..or they are scared. Sad.., is it bliss? All the good, bad, ups, downs, and whatever else is in between helps. It makes you harder, or appreciate the easier. What is the factor that makes you too hard? Too hard to forget? Too hard to forget the things people have said or done in your life that you don't know if you should, or shouldn't be listening to? Where is my personal translator to help decipher what is real? My person super computer if you will. I haven't been doing too bad as of late, I don't think. Oh, I have been keeping things festering from friends, and people of the past that I shouldn't, but I've been better. Those things are going...going..and getting gone. Old heart aches and misdoings I am forgiving for myself. Basically, what good would it be doing to me to keep them? Nothing, only helping in contributing to me being bitter, and spiteful. I don't want to be like that to myself, or anyone else that I remotely care about. Taking control is a very powerful feeling. Getting control is even better...and realizing that.. is that much more. I am hoping for all three in the not too distant future. I would like to properly be able to let specific people know their importance with me; swallow my pride. I need to fucking eat my pride. No more being a Lion. Let it go, and live my one life. I am a serious kinda female, with serious kinds of feelings. I think I have been waiting on that one place to invest them for a long time, and it really has finally been the greatest experience of my life hands down. I have had a lot of life experiences. I should let him know. I should like to be able to look back on my thoughts, and self in a few years and see how I relate to then. Being twenty-two soon is ringing new bells; the one's where I am telling myself I am getting older. A lot of people think..." that's just starting...you're a baby." ..That's not where I am, though. I have always been like that about the future...liking knowing certain things...and needing a sense of stability, and a little bit of a plan. I need that., because that is what I am used to. I feel this time I should invest everything--everyone hurts and loves, and so have, and will I. I just choose over whom I shall. I haven't felt that way in my life before about myself, or even remotely close to letting another person. So maybe the hurt is all worth it in the end. I think sometimes I worry too much about other people's feelings, and other times have a serious lack of empathy for others. Filllllled with apathy. I am working on regulating this. I find that I have so much sympathy for those who haven't earn the right, and lack there of for those who have. I feel more responsible for someone of whom I don't know well- - to a certain degree, rather than a close friend's feelings. I think if I have inflicted those feelings, I become guilt stricken. I feel the need to fix it, even if I know what I did was best, and righteous. I think I am ridiculously hard on my closer acquainted because I want the best for them. I go about it in the wrong way. Sorry. It's all I have known how to do. Working on it.
I love hard. Too fucking hard. Take it or leave it.
Cheers,
XO.
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| Cheers to my Rebel heart. |
[Sep. 13th, 2006|02:58 am] |
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| | tired | ] | I don’t know where things went wrong with me…but I feel like I’ve become a timid shadow of the person I’ve always wanted to be. And I’ve been thinking about my past today…thinking of all those times I was afraid…and all those times that I felt worthless and ashamed. I know, I thought I was strong. I said I would never change…but that burning house left me an empty frame…and no longer can I decay…no longer can I keep my heart locked away. Have you ever felt like you are wasting your whole life searching for something you can’t find? There’s been so much talk of so many slashed up wrists…but we’re much too young to be dwelling on thoughts like this. So scrape your heart up from the bottom of the barrel. Keep your faith in the path that’s growing narrow. Kill the doubt inside your head. |
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[Mar. 30th, 2005|12:10 am] |
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i have been blank as of lately. not knowing what to say and when to say it in the right moment i mean to say it is so cool. sike. i don't know so much anymore, not as if i did prior; just more lost than usual. i am stuck in that irreversible trans where i can see, hear, and comprehend everything that is going on around me, but i am stuck on mute, or just not as outright as i was in my mind. that's another thing my mind has made up it's own mind about shit; it's letting shit go and it has been great, i don't think about half the people i used to get excited/upset over...i finally just let it ride. i thought about the effort that was being put forth towards me and found it to be less than the equal to my efforts, so i spend my days with the ones who do? it's not like im going to stop with my efforts with people, because that's just how i am; i'm just going to be more selective from here on out. i've been sitting back trying to watch these kids take their form; learning new things about how a lot of them truely are. i like most of them a lot. im sick of my house; things are just escalating and i want to leave. i want to leave not just my house, but FLA. my brother wants to move to boston and if he goes i'm leaving, that or indiana. i think the real difference in the people around here ( im not saying everyone by ANY means don't misunderstand me) compared to myself is: when i say i am going to do something, i fully intend on doing it, by all means necessary. i've been pushing things off that i should be doing such as: my homework; i suppose that's because i hate it. i go because i don't want to be stuck. a lot of people don't realize that's what's going to happen to them if they don't straighten their priorities out; maybe mine aren't? maybe i should stop thinking. i am trying something unfamiliar
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[Oct. 21st, 2004|03:10 am] |
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AND THE RED SOX WIN!!!! |
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| poison the i.v. that feeds my life. |
[Aug. 12th, 2004|04:23 am] |
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i have been going through this awesomely weird learning craze..i don't know what it is. anything i can learn about i have been reading. i read this thing all about galileo and how he didn't invent the telescope, contraray to popular belief, he was just one of the first to actually use it to look at the sky....poor bastard only had like 20x ...hahah that's so sad. better than nothing i suppose. then on and on blazze blah.. then talking about geocentric system, compared to the haliocentric (model)system, and how galileo supported and agreed with the haliocentric model. basically the differences are; in a geocentric solar system the plantes and the sun ( pretty much the universe) circles around the earth. compared to the haliocentric solar system that copernicus made, states that the sun is the center of the universe. there you have it. makes more sence. but then again when galileo, and copercinus lived they didn't even have the word "scientist" - that is a fact right there.( 1400's)
when i read that all i couldn't help think of is how there's so much more that i don't know and how i can't help but want to keep learning more and more. i wish i was soo much more advanced at math..i would become a pysicist, or an astronomer. ah so much math.
but then i love biology
a teacher once told me i should be one of those people who draws diagrams of microscopic cells, and animals, you know...the ones you see in your text books and such. like in botonay...for those of you who had pelfrey...he used to draw his diagrams from a drawing that someone of this stature did. it's pretty much a lot of >> look in microscope. draw a little line...look back in scope...continue.<< tedious...ahhh just so perfect for me.
i would like to know what this profession is called.
ahh that's right professional artist. >> with income. ha
but, for real i would like to know. so tell me if you know.
i want to move to boston, and live near fenway so i can go to games anytime i want... i would make a sign that says " millar is my dawg" i fucking love that guy. it's odd how when i want to customize a fucking shirt they don't have his name. they have youkalis...but millar who has been a lead of hitter for sometime now..naahh why would we put him on there? oh yeah jody wants a shirt. forgot. ha i will get it though.
enough crap. good day to you. |
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[Jul. 11th, 2004|08:29 pm] |
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ok so here's for a little update.....
i really don't believe in putting my personal thoughts in here because i feel like that's just lame and shit but this is mostly just crap..hahah so shoot.
so i was on my way to publix and, as i was leaving my subdivision i saw these two kids my age in their car, so i stopped and asked if they were ok. the girl replied with " oh yeah, thanks we're fine, but by any chance do you have a phone?" and i looked around in my car, and of course i left it at home. so i told the girl "i could go get if you'd like?" and she said " oh thanks sooo much" ...so i turned around and went in and got my phone and brought it back to her. she used it, they had a ride, and i went on my way. i get to publix, and my phone rings and i don't know the number so i answer it anyway...it's their roommate saying the kid that she needed to have him call's phone was shut off...so they don't have a ride.....so i told the kid..." well how far do they live?" and he said " not too far off of aloma" so i told him i would just give them and ride no big deal. so i left publix and go to get them and their groceries. i got there and told them that i was going to give them a ride. they were super nice kids...and then when i dropped them guy insisted that i take $10 for giving them a ride....i kept telling him i didn't need the money, no and he wouldn't hear of it so after me telling him like 3 times he said, no please. so i took it and said i hope you get the car fixed and i left. all with smiles none the less.
i feel like i hope someone NORMAL like myself would do that for me if i needed help
im trying not to swear so much, my mom keeps telling me " it's a waste of you broad vocabulary, can you try to say something other than " fuck" " so hahah i am trying..but inevitably failing..hahahah.
trying to complete 2 miles a day swimming...and actually doing well with that...every now and then the weather spites me, but not so badly lately except for today.
trying to be nicer than i normally am. so when im mean im just joking with you fools.
looking for a job, so if you know anything tell me.
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| i think there's someone standing behind me..... |
[May. 15th, 2004|04:18 am] |
let's re-cap ....post a memory/memories that you have of me or group shit , it can be anything you want.
then copy this shit and see who hollllerrrrrs back to your ass///
i love to talk till 4 in the morining. for real. |
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| shit's hit the fan...for real and it's hit me now. |
[May. 2nd, 2004|07:27 pm] |
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granduation is soon....may 22nd....and it's sad. im sad because i know a lot of kids i know i wont talk to anymore after graduation. i guess i want them all to know they've done something for me in some way and this is me saying thank you to those kids...and they know who they are ; )
good luck to all of you in whatever it might be that you plan on doing in the future. you will all be great. i have all the faith for us all that every person i know will be sucessful at whatever they try to do. |
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[Feb. 3rd, 2004|10:37 pm] |
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i guess this is hello then....
i am jody |
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