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[27 Nov 2004|07:08pm]
I added you on heartdestruct.
add me back.
suckaaaa.
shh.

[22 Nov 2004|03:03am]
[ mood | mad, but not angry. ]

I was in the best mood ever a few hours ago after I watched the most incredible movie ever... this one.Collapse )

but now I'm not.

Suddenly I'm afraid and I don't know what I'm afraid of.
Mostly I think it has to do with the events that occured within the hour

and within the day.


Which none have any real significance.

I'm starting to think that my mind is playing tricks on me.. again.

There isn't anybody to talk to either. What the fawk.
(anybody awake at the godforsaken hour? call me or IM me or something.. please.)




I think I was beginning to rush something that shouldn't be rushed.
Or maybe I'd been taking it too slow.

in other news: I've fallen in love with jazz music.

and I would also like some sidewalk chalk so I can play hopscotch. are you game?





I don't know why I'm posting this in here, opposed to heartdestruct where it belongs. probably so someone doesn't read it.
1|shh.

[22 Nov 2004|02:58am]
FUCK>>>>> i'm skurred.
shh.

[19 Oct 2004|08:04pm]
Post a memory of me.
It can be anything you want.
Then post this to your journal.
See what people remember about you.
12|shh.

bye. [28 Sep 2004|02:56pm]
[ mood | crass ]

I tired. I'm tired of fighting to keep my friends. I'm tired of my friends ditching me for foolish reasons. I'm tired of helping my friends when they need it; I'm tired of them not helping me back. I'm tired of my friends not being my friends anymore.

I've found some people that are good &pure. I've found someplace that I feel I belong.. and because I'm tired of "my friends" - I give up on them.

and ps; fuck this journal. I have a new one. heartdestruct - don't expect me to add you.

9|shh.

[25 Sep 2004|11:00pm]
drug free weekend, and it was surprisingly better than I thought it would end up. I saw Resident Evil: Apocalypse, it was okay. I also saw The Forgotten. It was REALLY fucking good. :D
1|shh.

ps; new layout. it's plain. [21 Sep 2004|07:02pm]
Everyone come to Cold Stone Creamery on Thursday September 23 between 5pm and 8pm for FREE ice cream! and you can tip me &make me sing &look like a jerk. <3

2700 West Mallard Creek Church Road
Charlotte, NC 28262

It's next to Bear Rock Cafe in the Cochran Commons shopping center on the corner of Mallard Creek Church and Mallard Creek/Prosperity Church (depending on which direction you're coming from.)
6|shh.

process complete. [19 Sep 2004|09:31pm]
[ mood | satisfied. ]

You see, there is this thing about chemicals. When a chemical is under the effect of heat, its process speeds up. Hence why you shouldn't leave certain things in sunlight. Hair dye is chemically based, but instead of spoiling when heated, it just has a greater effect. The head is the part of the body that produces and holds the most heat (wear your hood when it's cold!) which is why you are supposed to apply dye to the roots last.

I took these things and decided to fuck with them. I've talked about how I want blonde hair back. Well, I told my Mother and she consulted her friend Susan who has her cosmotology license. Susan said to just buy the lightest shade of blonde, that isn't bleach, and use that twice over. So, that's what I did. Instead of applying to my roots last, it was applied to roots first and then over the entire head. I processed it for twice as long, and most of this time I was up in my room cleaning where it was hot as hell.

I took pictures throughout the whole process. To really get the gist of the colour you'll have to see it in person. It didn't come out as light as I'd wanted, I should've used bleach but my Mom really wanted to try this blonde hair dye thing out.

try to ignore my face with no makeup.Collapse )

and here are some other pictures I'm just now sharing because photobucket was being gay.

others.Collapse )

5|shh.

[19 Sep 2004|01:11am]
I am really begining to notice the contrast between my friends. Sometimes I just wish I could integrate them all, but I know that would never work out. I get tired of immaturity. Sometimes I need it though. I need to just be loud and act stupid and cause ruckus. Get that out of my system. I have friends that I can do that with. But mostly those friendships aren't real. I wouldn't ever run to those people if I ever needed anything more than a good time. What I really love are these friends that are so real. People that I can sit in silence with and still feel comfortable. People that are content with sitting around with some music playing and conversation going. Conversation about things I care about; things I know. Not all this mundane bullshit and gettoknowyou crap.



I'm getting really lonely. I want someone to hold me. I want someone that will listen to any kind of music, as long as it pleases their ears. I want someone that doesn't mind going to a show when they won't know anybody there. I want someone that understands what I mean when I say everything about me contradicts itself. I want someone that doesn't get mad at me for foolish things like drugs; unless they're just being protective and preventing me from getting addicted to anything. I want someone that understands my need to explore &experience everything. I want someone who is tired of smoking all things; even if they still do. I want someone that will stay up late with me. I want someone that reads philosophy. I want someone that likes computers &the internet. I want someone that doesn't mind not having any set plans. I want someone that has ambition. I want someone whose life will actually go somewhere but still has loads of fun. I want someone that knows when to keep their mouth shut. I want someone artistic; whether it be drawing or writing or photography. I want someone with an impecable sense of style. I want someone with morals. I want someone that is versatile; and can get along with different kinds of people. I want someone that understands that sometimes I need to sit alone and watch. I want someone that thinks television is stupid. I want someone with hair I can run my fingers through. I want someone that likes to party, but still keeps to their responsibilities. I want someone that will debate with me. I want someone intelligent. I want someone that will tell me "no." I want someone that will decide when I can't. I want someone that knows what they're talking about. I want someone that puts value in respect and respecting. I want someone that can take care of themselves. I want someone that doesn't try to help me when I don't need it. I want someone that doesn't exist.
5|shh.

photobucket is back in service. [18 Sep 2004|01:10pm]
I had a fantastic friday night/saturday morning. I thought I should share.

I'm going to Liquid Recordz tonight to see Admidst Lines and Farva. I hope to see some of you there, especially the ones that never visit me anymore. :(
6|shh.

[16 Sep 2004|05:38pm]
what the fuck is wrong with photobucket? if i have lost all my pictures i will scream. :(



in other news:
i have begun building a new website. now that i have a job, that i'm going to keep, i can afford decent hosting and my own domain.
10|shh.

gahhhhhhhhhh. [13 Sep 2004|03:15pm]
[ mood | stressed ]

Days like this make me wish I still went to Harding.

I would totally transfer if I weren't getting a better education, and had more opportunity, at Vance.

Fuck school.


In other news, I saw my father yesterday. He decided that after 3 months he would visit, it's only a 20 minute drive. We went out to go eat &watch the football game. After we sit down, he announces that he only has a $20 bill, so my Sister ended up paying for the meal. I only ordered mashed potatoes.


and now I'm off to training. When I get home I have to catch up on bundles of homework. Gah. Training is making me miss club meetings like crazy, too. Not that I have the money to pay dues or anything.

Key Club - $12
FBLA - $20
German Club - $20
Tech Connect - $20 or about $300 to build a computer. (I think.)
DPS - $20?
Drama Club - $20

total: $112, or $492. either way, it's too much fucking money.

2|shh.

[12 Sep 2004|05:32pm]
What Does Micah Think of YOU?? by vivacioussnow
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shh.

[11 Sep 2004|06:39pm]
new fucking layout. I'm not sure how much I like it.
and new icons.

ehhhhh but I might make another new layout.


and everyone tell me their phone numbers. in case I need it, it's not like I'm going to start calling you everyday; I hate talking on the phone. just IM me to tell me. MissJuiceb0x <3
2|shh.

[06 Sep 2004|08:12pm]
I need a new layout.
and new icons.
and new best friends.

but I'm too lazy for any of it.
9|shh.

well at least I got those 2g tunnels in. [16 Aug 2004|10:52pm]
[ mood | nostalgic ]

I don't know what it is about you that makes you so unbearably attachable. Something about your heartbeat pounding and your hand resting atop of mine calms me. I can't figure out why it is so fucking impossible for me to withdraw myself from your presense. I do all possible to be around you, to touch you; anything to feel your warmth next to me. I had you and I lost you and I swear to myself that I'll never take you back. What is left? This sentiment has got me feeling low.

1|shh.

fact. (at least i'm pretty sure it is.) [09 Aug 2004|01:49am]
[ mood | nostalgic ]

do you remember that one night. the one that put someone $40 in debt to me. we were standing in the street, right in front of your house. we had left your friend's house because we felt bad about making carpet angels on his sister's floor. (hehe) but we were standing there, right under a streetlamp waiting for your grandma to go to sleep so she wouldn't know we were there. (damn. and remember that bruise? the one on my shin from climbing through your bedroom window.) you put your hands on each side of my face and held me there. you made me close my eyes and you relayed me through this entire story. about sitting alone under a tree. reading a romantic novel about a princess trapped in a castle. she was waiting ... waiting for her prince charming. you asked me if the princess was me. it took me awhile, but i admitted it. "yeah," that's what i said, "yeah .. and i think the prince is you."


....

shh.

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