[There's a nut where my brain used to be]
Sunday, January 7, 2001 - 01:25 p.m.
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Oh my god, where is the Angie I used to love so much. When I'm only trying to be a fun person to be in the company of with a few friends: how is it that I can screw up so badly?
I miss the Angie that cards were written about, so she'll come back right?
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[crystal clear lip gloss is the secret]
Sunday, January 7, 2001 - 11:48 a.m.
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to look extremely sexy, overall if your lip gloss is called "wet and wild", and if you don't believe me, well, then more for me.
I think I am going insane, my dreams have always been extremely detailed, lets no say that they really try to make sense, and sometimes they actually do. But today it was a dreaming frenzy Alice in wonderland-like, but more creepy. It was like throwing Alice, Diablo II, and a bunch of Jackie Chan, and Mel Gibson action movies in a blender.
I think it was the fact that I ate too much sushi, and had too much of Pep.
I never thought there could be anything like too much sex.
Get clear lipgloss!
--GEK |
[It's not a joke]
Saturday, January 6, 2001 - 02:18 p.m.
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what? Impossible? She smiled st you, and then when you turned around you could feel the imaginary knives and cheese graters on your back?
Don't pretend to like me, or do it better!
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[Click here to have more fun]
Saturday, January 6, 2001 - 01:11 p.m.
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My life has just had a new developement. It occurred sometime within the time span of yesterday and this morning; this thought leaves me to believe that dreaming has a lot to do with it. If I dreamt this new developement then I'm back on square one. Square one has a lot of "wishing on stars," whimsical pink flying pigs, and hell-freezing-over involved. Anyway, if this developement really happened to me. I want it to happen again. OH PLEASE let it be more than a reoccuring hopeful dream. |
[I hate doctors]
Friday, January 5, 2001 - 04:04 p.m.
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I do, I do, I do, I do, oh God I hate them sooooo much, it is not just hate, it is passionate hate, it is so powerful that in the end I make them my best friends.
I am the "take over the world" type, so I need my worse enemies close, and believe me I'd have married one but I decided at the time that I hated physics, and mathematics more than medicine, so I married an engineer.
Well, I just wanted to let my doctor know that I hate doctors, so she better don't poke me anymore with any sharp objects or she will be poked back, muahahaha!!!.
I don't think this medication I took has any side effects, all this: "could develope psychosis and hate against doctors" is bullsh*t, doctors are so annoying, aaagh!. ^_^
--GEK |
[You did it, and now you cannot take it back, HAHA!]
Friday, January 5, 2001 - 03:54 p.m.
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GEK:(looking at herself)"How old do you think I look?"
Pep:"Hum... what kind of question is that?, will you hit me if I answer the wrong thing?"
GEK:"I am not sure, try and see"
Pep:(moving a couple of steps closer to the door)"I think you look about 4 years older than you are"-_-
GEK:"That is not nice!"0_o
Pep:"But you are still younger than me!"
GEK:"Oh... yeah... you are an old pervert, HAHA!!!" ^_^
Pep:"Say what you want, I don't hear you, I am drying my hair"
GEK:"What hair???, you cut it all!"
Pep:"Can we stop now?"
Oh man, this discussions still amuse me, I love to drive men crazy.
--GEK |
[You strike me as the fucking type]
Friday, January 5, 2001 - 12:01 a.m.
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I'm not sure what to say. It takes a little adjusting to. Ms. Angela, we'll have your ice cream cone ready in a moment. Could you please make yourself comfortable in the waiting area?
I'm 18, and so far the only places I've been ID'd is at the registry where I got the ID in the first place. I wish you had to be 18 to order pizza, and to go shopping or something dammit! I want to be able to nyah nyah nyah boo boo the bouncer at the pizza parlor and get my "mature adult pizzas" only!
Just so you all know, I'm feeling a little "randy". |
[It takes this much love....and sex]
Wednesday, January 3, 2001 - 11:38 p.m.
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Trusting in someone and playing the *trust game are two completely different things.
The worst that could happen while playing the trust game is that my butt, head, and back would probably be worst for wear.
I'm sure that trusting someone could also end up in me having a lot of sore butts, but I'd rather have a bruised behind than a battered organ, namely the heart.
I'm not sure what it says about me when songs written by German pop song writers armed with English dictionaries can describe my feelings before I'm able to put a voice to them, let alone a musical score.
*trust game: The object of the game is to have a person willingly fall backwards with their eyes closed while trusting that the person behind them will catch them. |
