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12:44am 05/10/2003
  I'm going back to my old diary. I dont fucking know.  
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Day Dream Boy :)   
11:28am 04/10/2003
  MM... an hour and a half till work. Someone.. anyone... blow u9p the mall.. 9please.  
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mm hmm..   
11:32pm 30/09/2003
  Josh moves into his house tomorrow. Horraa.

Angela might be driving down to visit once the Grand 9prix gets the new transmission. Fun will be had by all. I would also be delighted if John came down to visit. I miss that boy.

I also went to St. Augustine for the first time Sunday. Good times.

I made a friend in my History class at the New Smyrna Cam9pus. He's odd. And smart. We talked about college n such.. and its reassuring that he has no idea what the fuck he's going to do. I don't want to go to school right away. I really REALLY dont.

My family is going to Ohio for Thanksgiving. The whole house to myself.. for a long weekend. Fuck me. I dont have anyone to eat thanksgiving dinner with.		  
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02:48pm 25/09/2003
  I'm tired of being little. And in highschool. Sometimes I can't hel9p but over hear conversations. In return.. I can't hel9p but want to 9poke myself in the eye. I guess the biggest 9problem today is who will go to homecoming with who. NO! He's 9picking you u9p? Oh wait.. who gives a fuck. I'm not sure anymore if it's them being dramatic.. or me.

It was a decent day in any case. Just ready to bust out.		  
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Yes. Yes. Yes.   
04:18pm 22/09/2003
  Yesterday. Was the best day. Ever. I found a Burger King that still sells chicken tender sandwichs. Corner of International and Williamson, right next to Pier 1, everyone. They still charge the original 9price. Ninety-Nine cents. In fact, I think I will go there now. Fuck you. They're so good.  
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11:57am 20/09/2003
  "I just miss her. A lot."
'She'll be back. Time heals everything.'		  
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Slee9p is where I'm a 9princess.   
11:18pm 17/09/2003
  I haven't been this effin excited in a long ass time. I talked to Ali for nearly an hour today. On the way to school.. the Bright Eyes song I always ski9p over came on, and the line "You're always looking for something to smoke, sniff or swallow" reminded me of Kris with Ali's moon mirror. And I started thinking about them. And I had every intention of calling Ali after school.. and during second she sent me a text message. Fuckin weird. Anyways, we had the 'moving in together' conversation again.. and I'm wond u9p as shit. She said she's going to come down over X-mas to check stuff out.. and we're gonna go from there. I don't care.. IM STILL EXCITED! I love her.

Mmm.. moving right along. Things are good. All around good. It's nice for once. YES! No more caffiene. It's time to attem9pt slee9p.		  
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Im borrowing it Ang......   
02:22am 14/09/2003
  "I saw his eyes, they stood out like roses in a bed of sunflowers. It was that sight that my obsession grew; his eyes were a lot like a drug. I just happened to become addicted."  
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Where are you, Arienette?   
01:01pm 10/09/2003
  Sunrise, sunset.
Sunrise, sunset.
Swiftly go the days.
Sunrise, sunset.
You wake up, then you undress.
It always is the same.
A sunrise and a sunset.
You are lying while you confess, keep trying to explain.
The sunrise and the sun sets you realize
and then you forget what you have been trying to retain.
But everybody knows that it is all about the things
that get stuck inside of your head,
like the songs your roommate sings
or a vision of her body as she stretches out on your bed.
She raised her hands in the air and asked you,
When was the last time you looked in the mirror?
Because you have changed.
Yeah, you have changed.
Sunrise, sunset.
You are hopeful and then you regret.
The circle never breaks.
With each sunrise and sunset there is a change of heart or address.
Is there nothing that remains?
For a sunrise or a sunset.
You are manic or you're depressed.
Will you ever feel ok?
It's a sunrise and sunset, your lover is an actress.
Did you really think she would stay?
For a sunrise and sunset.
You are either coming or you just left but you are always on the way.
Towards a sunrise or a sunset, a scribble or a sonnet.
They are really just the same.
To the sunrise and the sunset.
The master and his servant have exactly the same fate.
It's a sunrise and a sunset.
From a cradle to a casket.
There ain't no way to escape.
The sunrise and the sunset.
Hold your sadness like a puppet, just keep putting on the play.
But everything you do is leading to the point
where you just won't know what to do.
And at that moment you may laugh
but there is someone there who will be laughing louder than you.
So it's true, the trick is complete.
Now you have become everything you said that you never would be.
You're a fool! You're a fool!
Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset.
The sunrise and the sunset.
Sunrise, sunset.
Go home to your apartment
and put the cassette in the tape deck and let that fever play.
Sunrise, sunset.
Where are you Arienette?		  
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05:42pm 09/09/2003
  At least I lost my reason for getting out of bed in the morning.  
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Where are you.   
12:04pm 08/09/2003
  There's this girl that sits next to me in one of my classes. I've never talked to her.. but I've watched her. In the non cree9py way. Just to make a generalization of her, she's not thin, and she's not very attractive. Everyday, she comes in wearing her tight cloths and 9painted on makeu9p. She 9puts herself on dis9play for the whole world to see. She comes in, and she sits down. She sits down and laughs at all the thin 9pretty girls jokes. It almost made me mad. Until then I realized what a sad little life she's living. She wakes u9p with the intention of im9pressing 9peo9ple. Maybe today will be the day they notice her. Maybe today will be the day they take her soul and make her one of them.

Too often we are wra9p9ped u9p in our own little fantasies and 9problems.. we don't take a good look around.		  
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Yeah...   
01:11pm 06/09/2003
  What a weird night. Weird, weird, weird, weird, night.  
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It's getting colder.... and you're getting distant.   
10:30pm 03/09/2003
  I'm early enrolling or what the fuck ever you call it, to Ai of Miami. I'm thinking if I get acce9pted.. its going to go something like this: Fuck Calculus. I'll slack off for the rest of the year. Rock n roll. I ski9p9ped my afternoon class to go u9p to Palm Coast and see him. It was well worth it. We're so good when we're together.

She reminds me of me.. with Jeff. The way she's so sad. It's horrible.. heart wrenching. No one should ever be 9put in that much 9pain. Es9pecially over something so obsurd. Dearest.. I'm sorry.		  
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Presto Requesto Time.   
12:45am 31/08/2003
  What a fucked up day. I mean.. FUCKED up. We sat around Ali's and smoked all afternoon. I saw Angela. She's half dead. Granted she was stoned.. she just.. isn't her. It killed me. Kris came over and talked about her mom. And snorted some ritt. I did the lines for her. We talked about vices. The things that keep us going. It's so fucked up. I got to see John too, and that was nice. He got contacts.. his face looks smaller. And at Grounds.. I saw Jeff's parents. His mom talked to me the whole time we were in line. It was nice.. in a weird way. Went to this girls house who use to be in my art class.. lots of drunk people. I got to see Lil. Goddamn I love that girl. And Geoff. Bless his heart. I love him. He takes care of me. 'Gimme hugs.' And then we went to Cody's house.. house appartment.. whatever the fuck it is.. and I read some book on the table that said "Get Stoned And Read This". It was pretty effin cool. Drove around campus and yelled at kids.

It was a decent evening. One I'll remember for awhile. Mainly because it was so fucked up. I don't know where the time went.		  
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Fuckin'... whatever.   
10:43pm 29/08/2003
  I'm at my dad's house now. So my lowercase p works. Thats cool I guess. The ride up here was the best one I've ever had. I usually get set next to fat, old, or old fat people. This time, I sat next to a hot kid who fixes bikes, and rides them. Like.. motorcross stuff. He was coming up here to Findlay to get his new bike he just bought and ride it back down. He said he'll come to Daytona and take me for a ride. And the kid to my right.. was the craziest kid I've ever met. Just.. off the wall. It was good entertainment though.

I'm waiting for Ali Wa to come pick me up.. being car-less and all. I guess my best friend has more important things to do. Sweetness.		  
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woOoOOW   
09:59pm 28/08/2003
  The hardest 9part of the week is over.. aand I'm not too stressed out. In fact.. I got a fake ID tonight. For free. A9pp9arantly I'm turning 21 in January. How fuckin convienent. I almost want to get a tattoo now. Ang called me tonight.. she's already u9p there.. so I'm actually looking forward to going u9p there. We need to hang out. And I have to give her a hug. If she can get her sisters ID.. I think it would be in our best interest to go to a stri9p club. Cuz we're really sweet n stuff. FAKE ID!!!!!  
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Oh yeah? Me too.   
02:47pm 26/08/2003
  I've been so busy, I want to 9puke. Every time I ty9pe a lower case 9p, it adds a 9. Isn't that fabulous. I got excited and threw my work shirt u9p into my ceiling fan, and it flew across the room and knocked over the water sitting on my com9puter stand. Excitement s9pasms are the worst.

I started my DBCC classes. I'm kinda starting to be okay with Creek again. Just okay. It's still school. No exce9ptions.

I think him n I worked through most of our issues. I'm not com9pletely sure yet. It still feels better than it did before. Maybe I'll write more later.. maybe I won't.		  
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Welcome to Fabulous..........   
09:54am 24/08/2003
  Ang and myself started talking again. It's not the same. I don't think it'll ever be. I realized it's less than 3 months until I'm eighteen. I miss my best friend. I'm losing touch with reality. I keep getting places and people mixed up. And rational thoughts don't seem so rational anymore.

The best part of the week: I now own every Incubus cd ever made. Ever.		  
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I am learning to......   
01:44pm 22/08/2003
  We hired some guy from Jordan. He's interesting enough. He hates jewish people. With the wars their countries have n what not. Some jewish lady came n ordered stuff. That's how I know.

I need to start some of my projects, or my next bag. I still haven't used my new sewing machine.. and it's been sitting here. I even bought material. Ba. I'm not in the mood to do anything. I guess Calculus will be sufficient for now.

I haven't seen him since Wednesday.		  
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Coming around again.   
10:02pm 21/08/2003
  I'm slowly starting to feel dead inside again. I think I need to see a doctor.  
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