Mood: content but bored
Listening to: John the Revelator-Depeche Mode
Reading: Catcher in the Rye

i've decided that i NEED to start taking pictures again. besides, i have a perfectly good full year deviant art subscription that i just cant let go to waste. and i just miss photography badly. the camera i have is shitty. i need a new one. but it'll have to do. im still a myspace whore but idc.

Dear diary, mood: apathetic. My life is spiraling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go the Bloodred Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert. That sucks because they play some of my favorite songs like, Stab My Heart Because I Love You, and Rip Apart My Soul and of course, Stabby Rip Stab Stab. And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing. Like that guy from that band can do. Somedays...
I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be, you'd be non-conforming too if you looked just like me. I have paint on my nails and makeup on my face. I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs. Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag. I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag. Our dudes look like chicks, our chicks look like dykes, cause emo is one step below transvestite! Stop my breathing and slit my throat, I must be emo. I don't jump around when I go to shows. I must be emo. I'm dark and sensitive with low self esteem! The way I dress makes everyday feel like halloween. I have no real problems but I like to make believe. I stole my sisters mascara now I'm grounded for a week. Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies. I can get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing. Girls keep breaking up with me, it's never any fun. They say they already have a pussy, they don't need another one! Stop my breathing and slit my throat. I must be emo. I don't jump around when I go to shows. I must be emo. Dying my hair and polish on my toes. I must be emo. I play guitar and write suicide notes. I must be emo.
My life is just a black abyss, ya know, it's so dark, and it's suffocating me, grabbing hold of me, tightening it's grip, tighter than a pair of my little sisters jeans...which look great on me by the way.
When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction. Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection. I write in a LiveJournal and wear thick rimmed glasses, I told my friends I bleed black and cry during classes. I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth. You give me Catcher In the Rye and watch me jack off. I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life. If I said I liked girls, I'd only be half right!! I look like im dead and dress like a homo. I must be emo. Screw X-Box I play old school Nintendo! I must be emo. I like to whine and hit my parentals. I must be emo. Me and my friends all look like clones. I must be eeeeeemmmmmooooooo.
My parents just dont get me, ya know. They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy. Well, a couple of guys. But cant two, or four guys makeout with eachother without being gay. I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. I don't know diary, sometimes I think your the only one who gets me. Your my best friend.

Mood: Bored
Listening to: the strokes
Watching: land of the dead

i have become addicted to myspace. i feel..filthy. XD i miss dA tho, i really do. i havnt looked at art on here in weeks. theres over 300 deviations that i have not looked at yet XDD i need to get to work soon.
as for the whole me submitting pictures, i dont think it's going to happen anymore. i have no digital camera and my disk drive is forever broken. owell. i miss taking pictures tho. i'm going to have to start doing that, especially with all the trees looking marvelous. XD
well better stop before i get carried away. toodles

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LiLi

Dear diary, mood: apathetic. My life is spiraling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go the Bloodred Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert. That sucks because they play some of my favorite songs like, Stab My Heart Because I Love You, and Rip Apart My Soul and of course, Stabby Rip Stab Stab. And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing. Like that guy from that band can do. Somedays...
I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be, you'd be non-conforming too if you looked just like me. I have paint on my nails and makeup on my face. I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs. Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag. I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag. Our dudes look like chicks, our chicks look like dykes, cause emo is one step below transvestite! Stop my breathing and slit my throat, I must be emo. I don't jump around when I go to shows. I must be emo. I'm dark and sensitive with low self esteem! The way I dress makes everyday feel like halloween. I have no real problems but I like to make believe. I stole my sisters mascara now I'm grounded for a week. Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies. I can get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing. Girls keep breaking up with me, it's never any fun. They say they already have a pussy, they don't need another one! Stop my breathing and slit my throat. I must be emo. I don't jump around when I go to shows. I must be emo. Dying my hair and polish on my toes. I must be emo. I play guitar and write suicide notes. I must be emo.
My life is just a black abyss, ya know, it's so dark, and it's suffocating me, grabbing hold of me, tightening it's grip, tighter than a pair of my little sisters jeans...which look great on me by the way.
When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction. Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection. I write in a LiveJournal and wear thick rimmed glasses, I told my friends I bleed black and cry during classes. I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth. You give me Catcher In the Rye and watch me jack off. I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life. If I said I liked girls, I'd only be half right!! I look like im dead and dress like a homo. I must be emo. Screw X-Box I play old school Nintendo! I must be emo. I like to whine and hit my parentals. I must be emo. Me and my friends all look like clones. I must be eeeeeemmmmmooooooo.
My parents just dont get me, ya know. They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy. Well, a couple of guys. But cant two, or four guys makeout with eachother without being gay. I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. I don't know diary, sometimes I think your the only one who gets me. Your my best friend.

Mood: Jolly good 'ol chap
Listening to: Effin' techno music, man
Reading: Not reading, writing.
Watching: Nightmare Before Christmas

I really don't have anything to say, I just felt like writing a new journal entry.
I stayed home from school today. It was actually my moms suggestion. I woke up this morning at 6:30 with a major headache(which i've had for the past week nonstop)and I didn't fall asleep until 2 in the morning so I was extremely tired. I went downstairs and into my mom's room in hopes that she'd let me sleep a little longer and just take me to school later. I ask her and she says, come here, so I crawl into her nice warm water-bed and she feels my forehead, and says, "You can play hookie." I'm like, "sweeet" and then I fell asleep.
My sister stayed home too. XD
So now I'm here at the computer, eating pizza rolls, listening to crazy techno/trance music and browsing myspace. XD It's friggin cold though. :C
I'm going to six flags today!! <33 And then I'm going to Salem, Mass with my mom and sister tomarrow. C: Shweeetness.
I'm being Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz for Halloween. Really only for the laughs because I get to wear a long-haired wig and ruby shoes and this blue dress. XDDD It's rather hilarious.
We're having a Halloween Party this year too, which is fantastic. So far I only have one person invited. I still need to invite one other person and then figure out the other three I'm going to invite. XD
Well...yeah.

If ya'll want the link to that emo song, its ---> [link] <--- without the spaces

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LiLi

Dear diary, mood: apathetic. My life is spiraling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go the Bloodred Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert. That sucks because they play some of my favorite songs like, Stab My Heart Because I Love You, and Rip Apart My Soul and of course, Stabby Rip Stab Stab. And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing. Like that guy from that band can do. Somedays...
I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be, you'd be non-conforming too if you looked just like me. I have paint on my nails and makeup on my face. I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs. Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag. I call freedom of expression, most just call me a fag. There's dudes who like chicks and chicks who like dykes, cause emo is one step below transvestite! Stop my breathing and slit my throat, I must be emo. I don't jump around when I go to shows. I must be emo. I'm dark and sensitive with low self esteem! The way I dress makes everyday feel like halloween. I have no real problems but I like to make believe. I stole my sisters mascara now I'm grounded for a week. Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies. I can get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing. Girls keep breaking up with me, it's never any fun. They say they already have a pussy, they don't need another one! Stop my breathing and slit my throat. I must be emo. I don't jump around when I go to shows. I must be emo. Dying my hair and polish on my toes. I must be emo. I play guitar and write suicide notes. I must be emo.
My life is just a black abyss, ya know, it's so dark, and it's suffocating me, grabbing hold of me, tightening it's grip, tighter than a pair of my little sisters jeans...which look great on me by the way.
When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction. Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection. I write in a LiveJournal and wear thick rimmed glasses, I told my friends I bleed black and cry during classes. I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth. You give me Catcher In the Rye and watch me jack off. I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life. If I said I liked girls, I'd only be half right!! I look like im dead and dress like a homo. I must be emo. Screw X-Box I play old school Nintendo! I must be emo. I like to whine and hit my parentals. I must be emo. Me and my friends all look like clones. I must be eeeeeemmmmmooooooo.
My parents just dont get me, ya know. They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy. Well, a couple of guys. But cant two, or fours guys makeout with eachother without being gay. I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. I don't know diary, sometimes I think your the only one who gets me. Your my best friend.

Mood: Good, good.
Listening to: EMOSONG lol
Reading: Not reading, writing.
Watching: Robots

Not much going on with me.

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.::Lea-Lu::.

Mood: Perky, tired, sad.
Listening to: Helena-MCR
Reading: Not reading, writing.
Watching: A Raisin in the Sun

Okay, I havn't updated in, like, a BAZILLION years. I've been grounded.
But before I get started, I have to say this MOLLY, SIOBHAN, I MISS YOU.
Okay, so I got grounded the first time for having Derek over, and in the house when no parent was home. Yes, stupid, I know, but whatever. And then, I got grounded a second time, for washing my hair at nighttime when my mom told me not to. SORRY FOR HAVING GOOD HYGEINE, MA! JEEZE.
Anyways, and THEN I got grounded a third time, for going to the mall, which I was banned from because I said Hello to a guy that works at one of those Verizon Wireless Phone stand-thingies...My mom was like "I don't appreciate my daughter communicating with men that look like they should be in their 20's, this is not appropriate, you are not allowed to go to the mall-BLAH-BLAH-BITCH-WHINE."
She says she doesn't like me 'hanging out' at the mall because I might associate with the wrong kind of people, give off the impression that I'm a bad kid, or get kidnapped/raped/murdered/jigged/molested/shanked/SHOTNINETIMES!-cough-Excuse me, I couldn't help myself. XD
So anyways, I got grounded from EVERYTHING. Including my sanity. No TV, no computer, no phone, no friends, NO DEREK, no DDR, NO LIFE AUGHWHAT. Oh, and I have to do everyone's chores. That includes, laundry, dishes, garbage and vacuuming. FUN FUN FUN. Of course, no one offers to do their own chorese because they're all a bunch of lazy whores who won't even let their own sister watched Futurama for a few minutes while she eats her cup Ramen. )=
So, I'm supposed to be ungrounded on sunday, but I got myself in more trouble the other day because I saw Derek after school behind my mothers back. I don't know if that makes me grounded for longer, but she seems to be acting fine, acting as if she had never even yelled at me and made me cry in the first place. XD
I'm really hoping she'll let me off, I don't think I can last much longer without seeing Molly. What has it been, a month?! That's not healthy. I also wanted to go to Six Flags this weekend.
Um...in other news, school is boring as hell. I'm trying pretty hard in all my classes, taking my medication everyday and paying attention and doing my homework for the most part. No new friends. These Spanish kids from Spain just transferred here. One of them has a mohawk and is pretty hawt. (= One of them already got suspended for smoking outside the school. Supposebly your allowed to smoke in school in Spain. "YES, HERE JOSE, TAKE A CANCER STICK AND DIE. OH, AND HERE'S YOUR HOMEWORK."
This one in my History class named Sergio has the same rainbow bracelet as me. <3 He's kinda cute.
I like how they barely know any English. (=
I've been whistling alot lately. Odd, I know. But I'm addicted to it. Well, it's more like chirping rather than whistling. I sound like a birdie. (= It annoys people though. I do it alot. Owell.
OH EM GEE I'VE STARTED DRAWING AGAIN. Yes, folks, it is true. Just chibi's and doodles, though. And only because I created two new characters that I needed to visualize and have on paper. THEY'RE EMO. <33333333 And gay.
So far, I'm pretty satisfied with the way the drawings look, but I know by next week I will look at them and hurl with digust.
I've written alot, too. Not to FROOTZ, though. To my new story, which I am thinking about called Hanky Panky, thank you Bhan-Baby for coming up with the idea. <333
Um, what else can I say? Oh, this girl Reeva, who thinks it is oh-so-neccasary to flirt with my boyfriend, IS GOING TO DIE. I hate her soooo much! Not only is she all over my boyfriend, and takes his attention away from me, but she's annoying as all fuck!!! I rarely ever hate people and actually want to fight them, but this girl, I wish to destroy, so, so badly.
UGH I HATE REEVA SO MUCH SHE MAKES ME WANNA PUNCH BABIES IN THE HEAD!!!!
XDDD I had to say that. Tyler, aka Liz's Current Boy of Interest, said that about some kid named Armondo and I thought it was the funniest thing.
Speaking of Liz, she has been mean to me alot lately. Like, for a long time now. I mean, the things she says, I know she's joking(sometimes) but still, she does it to get me mad and that's not very nice. She knows I get mad easily and thinks it's funny to pluck my nerves by making fun of me and just being plain 'ol mean. She never used to do this. It was kinda funny at first, but now it's just annoying and makes me sad sometimes. She doesn't even spend time with me anymore. My biological sister, Carli spends more time with me now! THAT'S EFFING CRAZY. -sigh-
I wish I had best friends to talk to, but my best friends have not seen me in weeks. It should be against the law to go this long without best friends. I can't even talk to them online or the phone! )=
Molly, I forgot your phone number. I was gonna call you yesterday but I couldn't remember your phone number and that made me depressed.
Siobhan, my Civics teacher has still not yet graded that project of ours. )= Stupid Mr. Wanzer and his Mitsy baby doll that he hung by the neck to the projector screen chain thingy. XDDD I'll tell you more about it when I see you.
My craving for DDR got so bad yesterday that I just started dancing on the pad, no game, no music, just going crazy on the metal pad in the middle of the computer room while Liz laughed at me, called me pathetic and continued talking to TYYYYYLLLLEEEERRRR, who wears tight pants. XDD
I got my school pictures! <333 I think they came out very nice. I bet ya'll can't wait to get one of your own! (= Heehee.
Oh, by the way, I'm in school, that's how I'm even writing this. I'm supposed to be doing a project(typing out a lesson plan so I can teach the class about the third ammendement god this is so stupid)but my partner was absent for 2 days and I'm stupid and really should do this but cant.
BELLS RINGING GOTTA GO.

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.::Lea-Lu::.