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| 11:22am 05/05/2007 |
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music: the sounds of adrian not doin so good @ gh2
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hey, hey, hey!
how is everyone this lovely saturday?
me? well, i am fantastic. just thought i would type a lil' somethin somethin about my night last night. why? because i am totally cool like that.
anyway, back to the point. i saw the arctic monkeys last night, and they were freakin amazing. the opening band, be your own pet, was okay (adrian liked them and well i thought they were okay) but the lead singer totally acted like a kid when some guy yelled out "blow me" or something to that effect. she totally threw a tiny temper tantrum and after their set was over took all their merch from the merch table and fucked off. it was pretty much retarded (in my opinion). but, the arctic monkeys on the other hand were amazing, simply amazing. their set seemed to almost last forever, which was awesome. they are killer live...seriously killer. i recommend if they ever come where you are to see them; seriously.
that is all i care to say right now... i'm too lazy to think.
love,
shannon
ps- adrian is adorable when is playing guitar hero 2. oh, and i am better at it than him, GO ME! |
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| It's like I killed someone. |
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| 04:50pm 03/05/2007 |
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mood:  bouncy music: Oh My God! (Kaiser Chiefs Cover) - Lily Allen
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hey all,
long time, no updating [again]. well to get everyone catched up:
+ Me and Adrian are still together (I'll talk about the relationship shit in a separate entry all together)
+Saw 3 shows within a month: Lily Allen (with The Bird And The Bee), Paolo Nutini (with Anie Stela), and, Hellogoogbye (with Boys Like Girls, and, The Hush Sound)
+Me and Rachel got more ink (Rachel got the word "Someday" done in a nice script on her back and I got a Mermaid done in the old skool style)
PIX:(click on pic to enlarge)
+Finally started to pick up my camera again (no one knew about that 'til just now); still however have lost the desire to do it as a career.
+Started to go back to therapy (I was starting to be "crazy" again)
ummm, that's about it really. Me, Rachel, and Adrian lead boring lives together (and apart).
talk soon whores,
LOVE;
shannon ♥ |
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| walking with the stars |
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| 12:32am 05/03/2007 |
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mood:  loved music: True Story by Ginny Owens
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so the boy i am with (Adrian is his name) told me he loved me tonight... actually he told me he was in love with me. *swoons* and yes, i know it's fast, very fast indeed. but maybe sometimes that's the way it's suppose to be. i spent so much time steering away from this exact thing, maybe this time i should head right for it. i love him. i know, it's weird that it came as fast as it did, especially with all the boy drama that has been goin on lately. however, he makes me happy. i feel safe, secure, and something i cannot put my finger on. sure, this will probably all come crashing down and he'll probably break my heart {they all seem to break my heart}; but, i'm willing to take this chance in order to maybe find out that he could be the one ♥
anyway, that is all i wish to say right now.
rachel, you will read this and think i'm nuts. fuck, all you people that read my lj will think i'm nuts over this. however, i don't think i care anymore lol.
♥
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| The Bloody Dance Floor Scene |
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| 03:28pm 26/02/2007 |
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mood:  problem music: Home - Wintersleep
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god, haven't updated in a million yrs.
i suck at life like that LOL
i haven't been waitin in Starbucks for like 30mins for Rachel (she just came in while i started to write). Starbucks seriously charges a king's ransom for interweb access. If I wasn't bored when I got here I probably would would be all like "FUCK THAT SHIT!" but oh well.
Anyway, I guess there is not much to update. *thinks* Let's see:
-My snake died a couple weeks ago (3 weeks i think). I was sad and cried.
-I repierced my sternum and got two nostril studs (one on each side) they are basically awesome.
-Met a boy
-Me and Rachel bought the coolest things from Bang On! ever. (she bought a tshirt and I got the best hoodie ever invented. TRUE STORY!)
that is all for now; I'm sure I'll think of other things later (it's not like anyone really reads this anyway)
le fin. |
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| BRRRRRR.. it's cold in here |
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| 07:41pm 04/01/2007 |
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today was way too cold. i swear i almost froze my fingers off @ work today (stupid loading dock and it's weird way it funnels the wind into the dock). thank god tomorrow is friday....
maybe i'll write something interesting when i get home from my mom's.
gotta love the fact that i spend thursdays with my mom + lindsey. (insert awwwwww's now)
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| New Years - now known as ASSHOLE DAY |
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| 08:47pm 02/01/2007 |
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mood: aggravated music: no music - WATCHING THE HOCKEY GAME!
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Why must people be so rude @ times, especially people that you (used to) call friends.
Just a little catch up first:
-See, no one I know in the Lower Mainland wanted to actually go out on New Years (well, i assume if it was financially able Rachel probably would have gone out with me if i begged enough) so my "friend" Andrew asked if i wanted to party with him on New Years. I said "Sure" and well now on with my story......
...So, New Years starts fine. Sure Andrew gave me the worst directions about when to get off the bus and actually told me to get off WAY TOO SOON but after that glitch 'twas good. WE chilled @ his place and drank some before we figured out whether to go to the bar or to a house party (the bar won out). WEll, we go to the bar and all is well. I meet some of his friends, we drink, I look like an idiot on the dance floor, he randomly drunk kisses me (and so we are all clear because it will come up later, i have never and will never want to make the sex with Andrew, he is totally not my type)...yadda yadda yadda. Eventually we went to chill outside for a bit so Andrew could drink out of his flask, since he's a cheap bastard. While we are out there we see other people he knows (one of which was a hot ass tattoo artist who i wish i knew the name of.. i would totally touch his crotch LOL) eventually this girl Adawn who Andrew "knows" comes around (i say "knows" because he couldn't remember her name to save his life - yet later on in the night he'll claim that she's his friend and so on...) She seemed cool and all, we talked, she went inside and after maybe another 15 minutes we go inside and chill some more [I know this is totally long winded but to me it's needed in order to get the story across correctly] Now, all is well 'til maybe 11:45pm when Adawn starts slutting it up with Andrew and I'm left alone basically like a total loser. So, I ring in the new year alone in a corner without anyone o even talk to, let alone kiss. Well, my drunken ass goes to the ladies room + tries to call my best friend Craig but he doesn't answer me and I blah blah blah to his voicemail for like 5 minutes in a drunken, crying mess but whatever. So here I am, crying in the ladies room without anyone to talk to [sigh] I pull myself together and go back out there and sit like a loser getting drunker and drunker.. then like 20 minutes later Andrew decides to get some air from sucking face and dry humping on the dance floor and "Wanna get outta here?!" I say sure and bam! Adawn is coming with us...somewhere between him suggesting we go and us actually getting out the door i call her a whore.. something like "what the fuck? now i gotta be the weird third wheel while you and that whore fuck?" or something along those lines. Andrew got pissed about it and told me never to speak that about his friends again. Anyway, we get home and i am now forced to sleep on the loveseat in the living room while this whore who barely knows him (she said so herself that she barely knows him) is comfy in his bedroom with him. I got no fucking sleep because they were up all night, drinking, playing video games, making random noises, fucking, etc.
Now, why is this such a big deal?! Well, because I think it's appalling and completely rude of him to invite me to the island only to ditch me in order to get fucked by some whore who probably gave him the clamp. If I would have known that he would totally fuck me over like that I would have stayed home and played video games. Anyway, I'm done my rant for now.
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| 12:59am 29/12/2006 |
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it's like midnight. i cannot sleep. i need sleep. without sleep i come up with retarded lj entries. my eczema on my left forearm has goten worse again. it might be the weather, maybe the stress...
new years is a couple days away. it seems like yesterday that we started this year. *sigh*
well i can't think of what else to say @ 12am
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| stuck in the memories |
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| 02:57pm 26/12/2006 |
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he texted me
he called my cell
he said sorry to me
he told me he fucked up
he told me he still loved me
i read his texts
i listened to him talk
i cried softly into to phone
i completely poured my heart out
i told him that we can still be friends
i told him that it was over and there was no going back
even though i would still say it was the worst xmas present i could get but at least i didn't lose him as a friend . and in the end, if it was/is meant to be then fate will step in. |
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| death is in the cards |
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| 11:23pm 11/12/2006 |
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mood:  cheerful
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i really need to learn to update more :\
*me and nick are broken up.
*more ink has found it's way on my body
*finally bought a new laptop (200G macbook) and it's way prettier than you.
that's really it i guess! |
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| 05:05pm 18/09/2006 |
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i'm sick... and dying.
actually no, i'm not dying. it just feels like i am. i have a cold and post nasal drip...it's fucking ghey shit. atleast i got to take the day off work and get some much needed rest. even though i've only been sick for a couple days it feels like a life time. god, i'm such a pussy ass bitch when i get sick lol.
[feels forehead] - i think i have a fever :\ doesn't that mean i have the flu? WTF???? it's too for the flu. dammit to mother fucking hell, how oculd i end up with the mother fucking flu this early into what i would start to call flu season. i guess whenever it becomes available i should get my flu shot... it would seem this year i'm getting sick way too much. maybe it's stress?! or maybe a side effect from one of hte meds i'm taking?! or maybe my imune system is just a fucking pussy ass douche this past year.
[shrugs] oh well! i'm going to go back to sleep. |
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| wtf? i haven't done this in forever |
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| 12:56am 16/09/2006 |
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god i haven't updated in a long ass time.. what to say what to say [shrugs]. well here it goes:
(1) i'm up to 16 tattoos. i know.. that's quite a lot but not even close to where i'll end up stopping. i got; a banner on my upper ribcage/undercleavage area saying "cutting ties with all" on my right side and "the jealous zombie" on the left side, the number 13 on my forarm as to signify my 13th tattoo, "mom" behind my left ear and "dad" behind my right, AND a big sailor collage i designed.
(2) i finally got the shift i wanted @ work [6:30 am - 2:30 pm]. yes, it's early but oh well... atleast i get to actually go home and get shit done.
(3) i'm finally becoming serious about schooling (sort of)
(4) still living with my dad, and i have no plans on moving out. so fuck all you who think that i'm lame to be almost 21 and still living at home. oh, and it's not all that bad really... i pay rent and my dad doesn't treat me like a baby. i can do what i want, when i want and well i can have whomever i want to spend the night or whatever that i want. so really, it's like i have all the freedom of living with a roommate with the security of living at home.
(5) now for my love life; EEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKK! well first things first, me and daniel are officially NO MORE. after 4 yrs i came to realise he would never tell me he loves me so i gave up. i gave up the lying to myself, the secret lust, the dropping everything the minute he calls, etc. once i got over him and let myself be alone......i'm with someone else (named Nick). I ... so i told daniel i never wanted to speak to him again at the end of may, which seemed to go all well and good [he blocked me on MSN and stopped calling/texting me] and 2 weeks ago out of the blue he calls me @ 2am on a work night so i was fucking sleeping. not only did he call... but he tried to work things out with me. he told me he missed me, cared about me, and thought we should actually date. [i knew this would happen since he totally unblocked me on msn earlier that week] so we talk and i tell him that he's too little, too late and i care for someone else and am actually happy. i told him all about how he lost his chance and how i did love him at one point but got over him after the last time he broke my heart. he blah, blah blahed about how he's happy for me and maybe when/if it doesn't work out with the other guy he could try this out. so i hang up the phone and he texts me saying how the only time in the last 4 yrs he's been happy is with me and how he wishes me all the best... but that's not the fucked up part. the fucked up part is he fucking tells me that he has and always will love me. WTF? 4 yrs of dating others, semi dating one another, losing touch, fights, heartbreaks and me telling him about nick is what it took for him to say I LOVE YOU. i hope he rots in hell. really!
sorry that was way too longwinded... no one will read this so it's really just for me to vent about how the first real love of my life only tells me he loves me after i've gotten over him and found someone who actually loves me for me and loves me in the here and now.
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| man it was beautiful today |
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| 11:03pm 04/05/2006 |
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a nice 19°C today it was it was.
too bad i had to work
i should really feed my snake. go he's still ever so small. i think i'm going to feed him every 4-5 days now to make him bigger, faster.
but anyway....
if you didn't already know...since the last time i actually posted i got 3 more tattoos, now making 11.
i got:
+ a japanese fan with cherry blossoms [on my upper arm] +
+ a deringer and knuckle dusters [inbetween my zombie hand and my coffin] +
+ a spiderweb [on my elbow] +
next payday i go for another one.
and with that i'm done....well atleast i'm gone for a bit since i need to take a wicked pee. |
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| what i need |
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| 11:00pm 04/05/2006 |
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mood:  boo-urns music: the silence by the world
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i need someone to go see Bright Eyes with me in june for serious.
so yeah... someone go with me damn it! |
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| when disaster met me |
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| 12:41am 07/02/2006 |
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mood:  numb music: car underwater - armor for sleep
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he'll be the death of me.
who? well daniel of course.
love is like a car crash in the middle of a busy highway. the minute you realise you're going to hit the other car it's too late to do anything about it. that is what love is to me, especially this time.
he'll never see me the way i have always seen him.
4 years of:
hidden love
unspoken thoughts
dating and breaking up
staying friends
fooling around
pretending i was okay with it
trying to trick myself into thinking
i don't have feelings for him
etc
how do you tell the boy you've loved for so long that you need them? how do tell them you love them?
why can't he just love me? why do i have to be so fucking invisible?
all these fucking questions and no answers...just tears and regret.
if i could i'd go back and never step foot in that french class. i would have made a huge fuss about how i didn't get into jap 11. i would have kept quiet in class, dropped out, not talked to him. i would have never asked for his help. i would have changed my last name so we didn't have to sit next to eachother. i would have done anything in order to change this feeling right now.
why does he have to be everything i want, everything i need.
he is the main reason why i want to run to japan [i am not going next year now though; money is a factor.]
but if i was going, he is the reason. out of country, out of continent, OUTTA MIND!
i stumbled apon grad photos
we were perfect, beautiful, pure.
when we dated.
highschool romance never lasts long.
i never stopped caring... i'll never stop caring.
i tell you all this since i know he'll never see it; i type words here...the words, thoughts, feelings i would never utter to him. everytime i try they catch in my throat; i can never seem to get them out. i hope i never do. loving someone without telling them is better than telling them and having them reject those feelings as a whole.
i can't stop writing; it's typographic diarrhea.
maybe it's insomnia setting in
or maybe it's just my lack of an emotional cork.
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| my cute little serial killer |
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| 02:00am 21/01/2006 |
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i bought the cutest little snow corn snake last weekend.
he is only a couple months old so he's a tiny little sucker.
it took me forever to decide on his name.. i mean forever too.
it was tough between Jack the Ripper and Jeffrey Dahmer
in the end i picked Jack the Ripper; but never just call him Jack...that isn't his fuckin name yo.
anyway here are a couple pix (click on pic to see enlarged):
isn't he not just the cutest thing ever?
next week i'm going to see if i can get pix of him eating.. that shit is wacked dude; lol |
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| i never did tell everyone what i got for xmas |
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| 10:00am 20/01/2006 |
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so yeah; what the fuck is with me and not updating in like a month; i totally spaced.
so i got:
*my ipod 60gig video
*canon print/scanner/copier
*new 24" TV
*wireless optical mouse/keyboard/media remote
*epson photo printer
*sony dual layer dvd writer
*gingerbread syrup and green tea from starbucks
*cranberry body butter and a gift set from the body shop
*cute little things for my digital slr (like a lens cleaner, desktop tri pod, etc)
*money
*alcohol
*pj pants
*socks
*dvd's: office space, trainspotting, american beauty, peter pan, and mr. & mrs. smith
*depeche mode cd
*chocolate
thats about it
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| 11:29pm 22/12/2005 |
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i have a paid account now; man i spend a lot of money on weird unneeded things |
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| it feels like burning |
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| 11:19pm 22/12/2005 |
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it's funny when you know something is wrong but you still do it.
especially when it feels like burning
i have eczema.
i get it on odd places of my body [like my arms, lower stomach....my head]. i get eczema a lot on the back of my head; when it happens as a child it's known as cradle cap. anyway; i needed to die my roots.. and i have eczema right now..... it hurts like hell but i don't care. i'm vain.
roots=death
i thought i'd complain about me doing something stupid that i know is stupid.
my ear is itchy but i can't scrach it because i'll get black dye all over my finger [sigh] |
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| i know all the angles! |
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| 08:02pm 16/12/2005 |
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subject: how to get ppl to tell you what you got for xmas
my story:
okay; so for xmas all i reallly wanted from my mom + her bf was an iPod photo 60gig. now my mother kept telling me over and over again that i wasn't getting it. she claims/claimed that it was too expensive and shit. anyway; last night she bought a $400 leather jacket for her bf and i was all pissy (thinking she would spend money on him and not me). today i was talking to my nana and told her how pissed off i was. i laid it on THICK; even teary eyes and high pitched voice. next thing you know she tells me "okay, i shouldn't be telling you...but she got you your iPod. but shhhhhhhhhhhhh, you gotta act surprised." HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA; i have everyone wrapped around my pinkie ♥
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| XMAS! [how i hate you] |
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| 02:29pm 13/12/2005 |
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i hate XMAS.
well really just XMAS shopping.
i got one of my dad's big presents and all his stocking stuff.
god i hat ethat shit.
also i bought 2 pairs of dress pants + 2 sweaters for me for christmas.
also; i hate lame religious people that stand on fucking street corners and tell everyone "JESUS LOVES YOU" fuck jesus. i don't believe he was anything more than a man; but i'm also wiccan so wahtever. see i hate the whole concept of forcing your religion apon others. i'm wiccan but you don't hear me telling everyone "so and so loves them" or forcing them to care about what i believe in. religions like that are worse than cults. |
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