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HAHAHAHAHA Livejournal. I just spent a solid hour reading old entries. High school Sarah was pretty ridiculous. Does anyone still use this thing?
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[25 Oct 2007|09:31pm] |
My friend Justin is beautiful, but completely dim witted.
what do i do? I am horny. I am hate Oregon.
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[31 Jan 2007|02:29pm] |
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my vagina cried last night. i held it tight and told it everything would be fine. i wish it wouldn't be so tempramental. maybe i just can't make it happy anymore? fuck pussy.
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[25 Dec 2006|03:31pm] |
Merry Christmas all!
I'm back, but I'm leaving tomorrow for Sunriver until early on the 29th with my dad and brother.
I really want to see all of you oodles when I get back.
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[29 Sep 2006|07:47am] |
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i'd have to say that the best thing about living by yourself is that you can drink orange juice straight out of the carton.
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[28 Aug 2006|03:44pm] |
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I leave for school tomorrow. I'm not really doing anything tonight and I would love to see all of you. My cell phone is currently M.I.A. (just my luck...considering it's my last night here). Call me at my house phone 503-684-2684 or just drop by all night. Elizabeth, Dulins, etc... I must see you guys before I leave, but I currently don't have your number.
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[29 Mar 2005|04:04pm] |
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So in Connecticut we were having this family dinner and I have a nine year old born again Christian cousin who poops his pants when he gets excited. So, he poops his pants and then showers and we throw out the pants. Then he puts on my midget grandma's pants. My Eminemish 22 year old cousin says to poopy kid: "Does Nana know you're in her pants?" He then realizes his mistake and we all start laughing and the born again people didn't think it was funny. The End.
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[04 Feb 2005|04:38pm] |
I'm going to a dance. What the hell?
Horny.
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[01 Jan 2005|07:16pm] |
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So my hair has been dyed black...well more of a blue black. I think I'm going to keep it for around a week then dye it back to brown. Really, I just don't feel like myself with it.
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[28 Dec 2004|07:32am] |
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I'm heading up to Seattle with Ali today at 8 this morning. We will hopefully just hang out there all day and do stuff to her condo because it's being sold. Tommorrow we'll probably go into the city and then head home. So, I'll be back tommorrow probably around 6ish or earlier.
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[28 Dec 2004|01:14am] |
I am a bad person cuz i logged myself into clays account on LJ and I hate myself for making clay retype in his password
Oh how sad it makes me
I can't take the pain i have put Clay through
oh yah
one more thing... I love DINOSAURS!!!
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[25 Dec 2004|04:28pm] |
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I just saw The Life Aquatic. It was amazing. But I will leave the reviewing up to Clay.
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[24 Dec 2004|12:15pm] |
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I'm just writing to say that I am done with having a public live journal. Really I write in it to gain sympathy from others. I may still post pictures occassionally. But last night I wrote a private journal and I like it much more. So this is goodbye to incessant posting in this obnoxious community.
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[22 Dec 2004|05:51pm] |
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I have made progress on the shopping debacle. I bought my brother the Ultimate Yardbirds CD and one of those tiki man Nalgene bottles. I'm buying my dad a sketchbook and some good drawing pencils and then shooting a roll of film downtown of random artsy things and then placing my favorite pictures on pages inside the sketchbook. My mom is still confusing me and I will need more time to think on that. Emma and Ali still need good presents. Everyone else is pretty much covered.
I saw a car today with two old people in it. It was like this ugly maroon Cadillac. On the rim of their license plate it said, "Help me, I can't get out and he just farted!" I look into the window at the old man and woman and just started laughing.
Other things are going on, but I'm writing about them in a private, paper journal in my room. I realize I would write in it more, but my hand always starts to cramp and then I shorten what I want to say. Whereas when I'm typing it's just one long streaming thought where you can write about as fast as you think. More honest and detailed work takes place in typing. Though, I doubt it's true honesty because you are typing things that everyone else reads.
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[21 Dec 2004|01:01pm] |
I am so scared to get a shot today. I swear, I would rather be put into a pit of non-poisonous spiders than receive a single shot.
So, Adam was looking at flyfishing pictures in our bathroom that are hanging up. He asked me if it was my mom in the pictures, but it was actually me in like 6th grade. I hadn't looked at those pictures for years until today. I was such a hot little kid. Mmm...chubby with buck teeth. Embarrassing.
Well today I'm going to fix everything that is wrong with me with the doctor. Then I'm getting my eyebrows waxed. I get some weird enjoyment out of having hot wax poured on my face and then having hairs ripped out. Then I think I'm hanging out with Kate, but we'll probably be really bored.
Oh and today some lady from U of O called and I carried out this 20 min. phone survey with her about my driving skills and habits, drug use while driving and not driving, etc...If I get chosen I might get paid to do a computer survey over safety skills. Yeha.
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[20 Dec 2004|12:39pm] |
My biggest guilty pleasure in the whole world is watching Dawson's Creek. I love breaks because for two hours in the morning on every weekday I can watch two episodes of this show. I cry at almost every episode. I feel really close to the characters. It's strange, but I could watch it for days and not get sick of it.
I saw Flight of the Phoenix last night. It was good and amusing. Before it though my stomach felt so uneasy and I was just really emotional, but I don't think anyone noticed and it eventually went away.
Well I go to the doctor tommorrow. I'll be getting a Hepititis A shot. I hate shots more than anything. Then I have to ask my doctor for acne medication, prescription deodorant, and a cure for panic attacks (or just a good physchiatrist). Basically, I'm falling apart.
I need to get a passport soon.
Today I'm working on mailing out my AMIGOS letters asking for money. Then I have to clean my room and go to the library to get books for my AP Bio semester project. Yeha. Then hopefully Corey will spend the night and we can stay up for hours discussing girl things and watching chick flicks.
I hope that this Sunriver thing works out. I just need to stay occupied for the next two weeks and then everything will be okay. However, right now I'm not too worried about anything and think that I'm ready to face the next few weeks without going crazy.
Bowling with Mr. Provost probably won't work today because Andrew ditched me and everyone else is going to the lan. So basically, I'm friendless for the next few days while everyone goes off being men. Oh how I wish I was a boy...or at least wished I liked more girls.
Lastly, did indietorrents.com shut down too?
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[19 Dec 2004|04:32pm] |
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Went shopping with Emma today. Decided I would shoot a roll of film for my dad and pick out the best pictures and frame then.
My mom on the other hand is impossible to shop for. I feel bad just getting hand lotion or something but she's hard to shop for. My plan was to burn my brother some movies and music, but now that suprnova is gone that will be more difficult. But if I have to I'll just buy him REI trinkets for backpacking.
As for my friends. I found good things to represent everyone's personality. Hopefully you all will like it.
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[19 Dec 2004|11:04am] |
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I really need to go get presents today. Anyone, anyone?
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[18 Dec 2004|09:59am] |
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There is this one couple who live in the cul de sac next to me who every single day, the old man and his wife walk about 200 feet down my street and then back to their house. They are well over 80 years old. The woman can barely walk and uses a walker and the man is younger and can walk much better and doesn't need a walker. Every day they'll do this walk and it will take them a good 45 minutes. The man will just hold his wife's arm and they'll be smiling the whole way. Everytime I see them, I want to cry. Not because it's a depressing sight, but because I have never seen two people more in love.
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