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[Feb. 20th, 2005|11:25 pm] |
OH.EM.EFF.GEEZ!!;!:;!:!!111one!!1one;;!!
Friend's Only
biatch!
comment to be added if you aren't already.
also post your middle name.
favorite cereal.
favorite disney movie.
and
what color socks your wearing..
just to make sure you're sweet enough for my friend's list |
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[Feb. 10th, 2005|09:41 pm] |
munnzz186: I had to go to the rink and watch Izzy's hockey so I totally missed the OC
munnzz186: but...
munnzz186: I did see seemore knox in a pair of very tight sweatpants!
FatallyyGorgeous: hahahahahaha
munnzz186: weird but sexy
i lvo egrace ivers munro |
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[Feb. 9th, 2005|08:43 pm] |
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It's my party, and I'll cry if I want to
Cry if I want to, cry if I want to
You would cry too if it happened to you |
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[Feb. 7th, 2005|08:16 pm] |
word on the street is adler has a crush on this fly ass chica named Deanna. ♥
((i heard she's a loser though)) |
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[Feb. 6th, 2005|08:17 pm] |
My birthday is in 3 days, there really is nothing I want, other than that one thing I can't have.
Everyone can yell at me and say "he's a jerk" or "you deserve better" but you really aren't a jerk, quite simply the only flaw in you is not even really a flaw, it's just simply the fact that you don't like me which could be because you are 14 .. turning 15 in a few months, while i'm just 12 turning 13 in 3 days.. and no matter how much that shouldn't matter,
it still does.
Because when everyone asks me "ohh what do you want for your birthday?" i'll say "oh that one new cd" or "that cute sweater" or "Dance Dance Revolution of course" but what I really want is you. Whenever I watch movies I think "why can't that happen to me".. I just lay awake on my floor counting the specks on my ceiling feeling the emptiness next to me..i trace my fingers along the rug. imagining you next to me. I so badly want you there next to me, just feeling your hand in mine and the room filled with sound of our slow heavy breathes and just thoughts spilling out of our mouths.
talking.
but not thinking.
just feeling.
when we couldn't think of anything else to say it would still never be awkward, we'd just listen to the ticking of the clock, and the little noises you never hear unless it's "silent".. when you learn there is no such thing as pure silence. I'd count teh seconds between your steady heartbeat, then the milliseconds between the energizer bunny thumping in my chest..
it keeps going..
and going..
and going..
forever
and i just cross my fingers and hope that our moment would keep going.. and going..and going. I know it will though, because there is something about the clashing scent of cologne and perfume, the cotrasting calm deep breaths, and the nervous gasps cut short by my shivering.. even though my nerves were acting as if an axe murderer was on my trail everything would seem perfect and calm
with you there it would feel like a perfect forever..
which i want so badly because when i'm all alone..
i
never
finish
counting
all
the
specks..
♥ |
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[Jan. 18th, 2005|08:17 pm] |
screw friend's only. |
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[Jan. 17th, 2005|06:01 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | nothing better ♥ the postal service | ] |
this is the result of thinking about everything that has happened since last april. since the first time I ever formally met you, before then I simple knew of you, but from that day on I could easily pick you out of a crowd.. this is me knowing that you were anything but a bad thing. you are simply not interested. and quite simply could be one of the best friends I have. this entry will quite frankly spark a slew of anonymous comments rambling about how I will never ever get you. they won't get the point of this entry though. the point of this entry is getting over you, not proclaiming how much I hate you but nwever ever meaning it which I have done way too many times before. but learning to appreciate all you are to me. because that is not more than a friend.
this is the result of hours of thinking and drinking hot tea. this is my realization that for once in the longest time I am happy. I thought about all the bad things from last year that I am finally letting go. You of course are not one of the many people that fall into my category of things to let go. My ridiculous "obsession" with you however should feel right at home there among friends who never really cared and nights where I wore too much eyeliner because i thought it made me look "hotter".
this is the result of me meeting him. I never even liked brown eyes. I liked your eyes, but they simply do not cut it next to his blue ones. I really could have a chance with him. A month ago I would never even consider someone else. I held onto the idea that if I liked anyone else I would ruin my chance with you. I was holding on to something that didn't even exist.
this is the result of writing quite a few entries before this, but deleting them seconds after I posted it because it didn't really say what I wanted it to say. I never really am all that eloguent at getting out what's on my mind. especially when that something on my mind has to do with you. I tried writing what I wanted to say in my real journal. I even started typing you a letter on my typewriter that I'd never ever send. I decided a livejournal entry would do the trick though. I will be able to have the closure of knowing you probably saw this. Yet the comfort of knowing you probably skipped over it because it was so long.
this is the result of my procrastination yet I always get around to what I have to do,
for months and months I've put it off but this is me finally getting over you.
♥ deanna marie. |
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[Jan. 15th, 2005|08:21 pm] |
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| |  bored | ] |
| [ | music |
| | i woke up in a car ♥ something corporate. | ] |
today i bought the maroon 5 cd.
and i saw "In Good Company". very cute film.
tommorrow I'm hanging out with elaina and gwacie!!
we're goin to the malll.
i think i may go hunker down with some tea and dahboard confessional and my typewriter soon.
oh and my favorite place in teh whole wide world has got to be the munro's mud room.
it is sooo cozy and has liek a heated floor.
haley munnz and i stayed up doing crafts and bonding.
ha it was fun.
oh and adler is the most confusing guy ever,
he changes his mind as much as a girl.
♥ deanna marie. |
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[Jan. 13th, 2005|07:16 pm] |
today was gorgeous out.
gotta love global warming.
♥ deanna |
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[Jan. 12th, 2005|08:56 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  happy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | shirts and gloves ♥ | ] |
i sat there on the edge of the gazebo over my hot tub,
with the cool breeze the felt just like spring time whipped through my hair,
the gorgeous vocals of christopher carrabba in my ear,
and i looked up at the moon, then down at the mud splattered on my feet.
I thought of every little thing that happened today,
from the ridiculous g.i. joe cartoons the guys in our class made us watch in math,
to the french homework that was due today that I still haven't done,
and the history homework that was due monday,
none of it mattered though.
all that mattered was that i just screamed everything that was on my mind up at the sky,
because the moon is the best listener.
right there right then with my mud splattered legs hanging over the edge of the gazebo,
the goosebumps on my arms in legs from my choice of a t-shirt and boxers,
wrapped up in thoughts about a boy i have a "crush" on..
i thought to my self..
"this is what i've been wanting so bad,
this right here is innocence..
this is happiness"
♥ deanna marie |
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Well, I think I would call tonight if I still had your number .. ♥ |
[Jan. 12th, 2005|04:44 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | cheerful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | bright eyes ♥ | ] |
today i wore boxer-briefs just for kicks.
they were kinda comfy in all honesty.
tommorrow deanie is shadowing!
ha i hope all the little kid's are like "damn dean your sister is hot"
it's about time dean feels the pain i feel about the donny obsessors.
liza is shadowing too.. grace and i gotta set that up.
♥ deanna
p.s.
that glass is half full.
i'm being optimistic from now on. |
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[Jan. 11th, 2005|09:58 pm] |
"So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be."
-- the perks of being a wallflower |
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| is that what you call tact? you're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back.. |
[Jan. 11th, 2005|08:34 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | bored | ] |
| [ | music |
| | seventy times 7 ♥ | ] |
i was just thinking.
about what bull shit the phrase "best friends" is.
it gets thrown around way to much these days.
and i thought about how me and one of my "bffs"
had a falling out... and i realized i changed without her as my friend..
without being friends with her anymore i am something super different...
i'm happy
...Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed
when you say "best friends" means friends forever...
♥ deanna
p.s. my only true "bff" is karissa ann(e) whiting.
back to back belly to belly i don't give a damn something something something... |
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| napoleon give me some of your tots! |
[Jan. 10th, 2005|05:02 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | bored | ] |
| [ | music |
| | an attempt to tip the scales ♥ bright eyes | ] |
so today in lunch we had tots.
so of course insanity broke out in the lunch.
kids we're quoting napoleon left and right.
it was kinda sad at first but grace kissa and i got into it and almost peed our pants.
grace put tots in her pocket.
kissa and I almost pissed our pants today.
we just spent a ton of tiem hanging out.
many laughs we're had.
she truly rocks my world. psh she's lyke mah be.eff.eff.
ha i read sven today.
many a good times. many a good times.
♥
d marie |
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| i wnat so badly to believe that there is truth that love is real...&hearts |
[Jan. 9th, 2005|11:03 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | amused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | clark gable > the postal service ♥ | ] |
In 1861, actress Henrietta Irving slashed Booth in the face with a knife; Irving had erupted into a jealous rage when she learned that Booth had no intentions of marrying her.
uhm henrietta irving is my idol.
i wish i had the guts to slash dude's faces cause they treated me bad.
♥ deanna |
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