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| i totally havent updated in months... i just got sick of this journal. nothing but the crappy poems in it. none of the good ones. and fucking quiz results. things are great with joe. baby is wonderful. we're getting optimum online. :-D. life is good. i'll post back soon, with something interesting to say.. | |||
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| 09:03AM Mon Jul 21st 2003 | |||
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i know i haven't posted anything besides quizzes in a while, mostly because i haven't had much i wanted to say. but, today i thought " i have to write something if i'm gonna post another quiz result." even if it is the amazing angelina :), who by no means-- needs me to help her hold her own, in this journal or anywhere else for that matter. i'm gonna ask joe if we can hang out today. i'm gonna guess that he will probably give me an exuse to why we can't, because he has so far, for the last couple weeks. but if i keep asking him, there's always a chance he has a "lapse in judgement", or so he might consider it. i just want to hang out as friends (which i'm sure he won't believe, the cocky little bastard he is).but, as boring as it may sound, it is. if and when --- (i say when, because we all know that me & joe are doomed/destined to love eachother for all eternity) --- joe and i decide to get back together, i want to make sure that we are the best of friends. if there's anything i figured out, it's that me and him need that, if we have any hope of lasting. and hopefully i will be aware enough, to stop centering on myself, and to see what's really going on with him. cause something gives me a feeling, that it's gonna be a long while before joe is easily open with me, althought he has been showing amazing progress. i just need to grow up and stop over-analyzing things. and reall start to pay attention to what joe needs. i just get way too wrapped up in my own emotions ( the effect of spending too much time alone as a child.) and to think... i'm not even an only child.........  You Kick Ass!!! You are a worthy fan of Angelina!!!! Are You A Worthy Fan Of Angelina Jolie?!? brought to you by Quizilla |
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| 10:15AM Wed Jul 16th 2003 | |||
 You are a PROFESSIONAL Flirt!All you need is a bedroom to change clothes in, and out comes – Superflirt! You’re always successful and you always get your man. That’s because you have oodles of experience. Yes, you flirt full-time. If it paid in dollars, you’d be a rich woman. But it pays in other ways and you’ve got the jewelry to prove it. You’re proud of your professional accomplishments, including the long trail of wounded men in your wake. Nobody does it better, Honey. And don’t you forget it. What Kind of Flirt Are *You*? More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva  You Should Pose For Perfect 10!This is the connoisseur's magazine, and you've got the hot natural breasts which Perfect 10 requires. You'll stand out in the crowd of silicone and saline enhanced girls. While Playboy girls may have more fame, you'll have the satisfaction of wowing guys with your natural assets. The surgically enhanced Playboy girls will be jealous of your perfect tits. You truly are a Perfect 10! What Porn Magazine Would Kill to Have You On the Cover? More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva  You Are A Redhead!Fun, innocent and flirty, guys are drawn to your firey ways. Your fun personality drives the men wild, and they just can't enough of you! With that girl-next-door charm and those bright eyes, you can get what you want in a snap... Keep them beggin' honey!! What's *Your* Inner Hair Color? More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva and when i'm feeling dark and dirty...:  You Are Brunette!Seductive and coy, you know how to get what you want. Bat those pretty little eyes and men melt at your every wish. Toss back a lock of that dark mystique and the guys come runnin'. They say blondes have more fun, but as a brunette - you catch them hook, line AND sinker baby! What's *Your* Inner Hair Color? More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva |
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 You Are Passion Fruit Flavored Lube!Passionate, intense, and lusty. You are the flavor most likely to fall in lust on the first night. You are the flavor least likely to have lukewarm sex. Sound yummy? Get Passion Fruit Flavored Lube Here :-) What Flavor Lube Are *You*? More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva |
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| 12:19PM Mon Jul 7th 2003 | ||||
i got the house straightened up. well "straightened up" meaning as clean as its gonna get until we're done re-doing it. i can't wait till we get the laminate flooring. no more shitty carpet for the dog to mess up. i think it will be so much better for the baby. so i can set her down without having her have a mouth full of dog hair, and atleast if she tries to eat something off the floor, it will be cleaner then it would be if it were on the carpet. i wish he would just wake up already. he got 9 hours of sleep. that's good enough, isn't it? i just want him to hold me, like he should have been doing this whole time. i want him to feel his baby kick. his cell phone is off, i'm not sure if i want to try and call his house phone or not. anyway, that's enough for now..... |
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| 04:18PM Fri Jun 27th 2003 | ||||
i can never tell you how much i hate it when you leave, how i alone i really feel. that it's not alright when you go away, that i don't deal with missing you as well as you think i do. i know i should push myself to be honest about things, but it wouldn't be fair to you. because there's no way to make it change. how after you leave me sometimes i cry, how i miss you so much that for the first time in atleast 8 months i've cut myself. how i'm crying right now. because no one understands me, but you. i'm stuck on the outside, like i have been my entire life. i'm never in on the things i want to be in on. i'm sitting in my shitty house, on my shitty street, pregnant, and alone. and there joe is, having the time of his life, with his friends, camping, and swimming, and i cant even go to the boardwalk.. which is fucking boring anyway. its ridiculous how much i need you. it's ridiculous that i can never tell you, because i know it can never change, so telling you would do nothing but tear you apart. it's ridiculous that i can't stop crying. i don't want this for myself, i don't want to do this anymore. i want to kill joe for putting me here, for leaving me in this pile of shit. i want to kill joe for leaving me on my own to deal with it. i want to kill him for ruining me and my life. i want to kill him, for killing me. i want to be free again, i want to know how to bounce again, i want to tell my eyes to sparkle... but they haven't really sparkeled since the first time him and me were together. cause i remember the day i died. i remember the day that i stopped sparkling. i remember the day i looked inside my eyes, and they weren't mine anymore, all that was left was a shell of his pain. i hate when i'm so over dramatic. i hate that i really feel this way. i hate it when you leave me. to be with him, to give him a father, to give her a husband, to take care of such miserable people. when there's no one to take care of me. i want to die, i want to go somewhere.. anywhere.. hell, even. anywhere that i don't have to be alone. but i guess that if i went to hell.. the devil would make it just like this, except i would see you even less. i feel like i'm about to freak out, that i'm about to have the hugest panic attack ever. because i've just realized the scariest thing ever, that no one could make this pain go away. no one can make me whole, not joe, not sean, not the other sean i had a crush on, not cassandra, not anyone. because i'm completley in love with you, and i'm stuck needing you with me always. needing to hold you, wishing that i could turn back time. wishing that it was this morning when you were here. wishing you were naked in my bed again. wishing it was last night so i could be making love to you all over again. wishing, as usual.. because it seems, that's all i've ever done. i need to stop now.. because if i think about the way things are any longer i'm likely to drown. |
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 You Are A Tongue PiercingYou're extremely oral (like you didn't know that!) You love going down... on girls and guys! You're not one to be too naughty in public - You like to save it all for the bedroom. What Piercing Are *You*? More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva |
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| 01:27PM Sat Jun 21st 2003 | |||
hehe, i love quizzes :-D. no wonder i still can't get the whole blow-job thing down. i just don't get it :-P. hmm.. i wonder if i should go hang out at the mall. i absolutley hate it there, but danielle d might be there. and what can i say? i absolutley adore her. Your Tongue's Talent is Licking Pussy!Your small slippery tongue is just perfect for fitting in those little folds. You're not shy about giving pleasure, and you demand it back. You're perfect at working it all over, licking and slurping. You love the warm moistness of coochie, and you savor the flavor. Watch out though, you don't want a permanent catfish smell on your breath. Next time you go down on her, throw in an Altoid for some flavor. You'd be most compatible with a Rimmer. You both absolutely love exploring deep, dark places with your tongue, and you can teach each other a couple of tricks. A Rimmer is sure to get you to open up a bit, and quit being so secretive! What's Your Tongue's Talent? More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva |
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is it just me, or are the people that think they are better than you, never better than you? hehe |
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arg.. another day where i need a girl. but i don't have many resources in meeting one right now. i wish i would have waited atleast till i got my license to realize that girls are the most beautiful creatures ever created. i still have feelings for a few guys, but they are such adorable simple creatures how couldn't i? hehe. theyre like puppies, and i absolutley love my dog, gia :-D. i think the only reason the feelings stay around is because i need love. i was created to love, and nuture, and cuddle, and flirt! if i let my feelings for guys completley diminish.. i would be screwed until pretty much i was 18, and could get into a gay club and meet some women. i just don't think i'm ready to be inevitably single for another year & and a half. anyway here's a quiz i just did:  You Are A Sex Goddess!You are just as kinky as a sex kitten but you differ in your approach. Instead of exuding sex appeal from every orifice of your body, you should instead to bring it to the select few that you choose to manipulate in times of desire. Whether it be in an S&M relationship or merely making use of those furry handcuffs in your drawer, you truly bring new meaning to the word goddess. Your lovers end up worshipping you and your fleshy temple. You rarely ever turn them the other cheek because they're having way too much fun worshipping what's between them. Reveling in your every word and erotic pleasure you bring to them, adoration such as this is a rare thing indeed. And you do your believers as they do unto you. Keep spreading the gospel (and those legs)! What Sexy Woman Are You? More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva |
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| 01:59PM Fri Jun 13th 2003 | |||
| ((. check this out .)) | |||
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| im a magic grl :-D | ||||
| 09:55AM Thu Jun 5th 2003 | ||||
 What Magical Girl Are You? |
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| 09:54AM Thu Jun 5th 2003 | ||||
 Find out which But I'm A Cheerleader girl you are. |
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| 11:03PM Wed May 28th 2003 | ||||
joe- im a scank? please.. don't even try and pull that one. everyone knows YOU'RE the slut between the two of us. i apologize i sent a bitchy poem to you, but i honestly didn't expect you to read it. if you got your fucking attitude straightened out, you wouldn't have to deal with me being a bitch. this may be the totally wrong approach with trying to make peace, but i could give a less shit about getting along with a burn out, drug dealer, poser, who can't deal with ANYTHING. i'm going somewhere in my life, and it's not where i need to deal with anymore shit. ESPECIALLY your stupid anger managment kiddy games. PLEASE. if you want to realize, admit, or come to terms with it, WE ARE having a child. and i am gonna be the LAST one who is gonna sit back and screw this up. i'm sure you already know this, but for the one who used to call me a fuck-up, YOU seem to be the one with nothing in your future. i'm starting brookdale soon, and you're addicted to a non-addictive drug. if i had half a brain i would sit here an attack you because you deserve it more than anything, but there's nothing i can say, that will do anything but, piss you off. and i could accomplish that just sitting here. what i do want you to know is, you have until i deliver this baby, to shape up your fucking attitude. because you WILL not, EVER come near our child, if you don't. i'm not gonna play your games anymore, there wont be any sucking up when this "little girl" comes out. it's about time i do MY PART in teaching you that the world DOES NOT revolve around joe. things will not just wait around until YOU'RE ready. i'm sure you will learn that ALL TOO soon. but you definitly need to NOW. and believe me, if you cross me, after i have this baby.. there will be nothing holding me back from beating the living shit out of you. the wrath of god will have NOTHING on me, after i am done with you. the irony of this whole siutation, is that i treated you better than anyone else in the whole entire world. and I was the one who paid the price of your being mistreated. i wasn't the asshole who didn't buy you a christmas present, but bought your brother one. i wasn't the fuckhead who stole your birthday away. I WAS NEVER THE ONE who gave you the short end of the stick, or made you feel not good enough. i always told you, that you were MORE THAN enough. i want you to remember that. I LOVED YOU. not because i was supposed to, not because it was gonna get me into heaven. I loved you for YOU, and I made it PAINFULLY obvious that you were the most important thing in my life. when you have been dicked over as many times as you have, you would think that you would appreciate that. God tests good people, and i hate to say it, but you flunked this one BAD. he gave you someone to treat you like you always needed, and you used, beat, & shit all over her. oh but everything is okey... because you have a joint in your wallet, so nothing i just said will mean anything.... if you can figure out where your lighter went. *damnit, where is that bitch when i need her* |
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