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[23 Jan 2004|12:06pm] |
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ignite yr ballot: there's this guy that likes me and i want him to stop. so now i'm just not picking up the phone.
ignite yr ballot: good or bad?
XburnthevirginX: that might work for a while but pick it up once and cuss his ass out
XburnthevirginX: and if he gives you shit tell me and ill get a posse together and we'll cut him
ignite yr ballot: aww. that's nice of you. :D
XburnthevirginX: anything for a friend even if we never hang out
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| the winter flower post: |
[22 Jan 2004|10:11am] |
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i've been thinking...
sometimes people that you've been on bad terms with
will do something to kind of leave the door open for reconciliation.
but it sucks when you don't know if that's really what they're doing.
and it's really confusing.
so.
here's this picture i took of a flower in the middle of winter:
i'm glad there's no such thing as snow here.
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| firefly cabin: |
[17 Jan 2004|09:36am] |
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so like, last nite i went to the most out-of-control jenga event i've ever seen in my life. shaun got to punch people in the face and bite off cody's nipple which ended up all bleeding and gross. it was kind of funny. alwsierhtgao;eihg;aoigha
and i never got food last nite. i'm kind of sad about that because i'm still hungry. foood. i should have gone to beto's. ehh, i haven't been sleeping well anyway... i need a boyfriend or something.
i have nothing else to say really. i think i'll go back to sleep before michelle calls.
n-i-t-e-y-n-i-t-e-!
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| wave riding vehicles: |
[13 Jan 2004|09:06am] |
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awake! |
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my new WRV surfboard:
this is the stuff i got for free:
WRV shirt, dickies shirt, volcom shirt, sector9 shirt, c.j./damien calendar, two freestyle watches roxy pillow...
not to mention numerous posters&stickers.;
remind me to post pictures of my room sometime. :D
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| aiwsuehtg i;lauh tgliuh |
[07 Jan 2004|09:26am] |
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why does pipeline get "cam of the day" when their surf looks like garbage? it's looks like a two foot swell of whirlpool. whatevs
we're three to five and building. should get better towards one in the afternoon. i'll see you out there. <33
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| goodbye two thousand-three// |
[31 Dec 2003|09:14pm] |
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the year has been insane. i'm tired. we surfed all day and i'm finally warm now. i told linds today, while we drifted around waiting for some perfect waves, that i met some really awesome people this year. and although a lot of crappy crap happened, i'm still excited about all the things the future holds, because things seem to get better and better.
my only regret for the year is the same regret as always -- failing to find true love.
whatever, man. list time.
things to do in the new year:
1. learn better spanish
2. kill a shark
3. convince dad that i won't fuck up if i go to HPU
4. find suitcase filled with money
5. beat vice city
surf expo is in two weeks.
hooray for the two thousand-four.
hope your new years eve is swell. <33
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| i'm a good friend, really: |
[30 Dec 2003|11:21am] |
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michelle wanted to watch the magic have their asses handed back to them...
so,we went to the sold out knicks game, ticket-less.
bought twenty dollar seats for fifty bucks apiece off a scalper at the end of the first quarter.
then went upstairs to use the tickets and found out they were no good.
but, the little old black lady at the entrance let us in anyway.
that's right, folks... good karma for good people.
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| puhchdihbwa!!! |
[27 Dec 2003|12:58am] |
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um. short announcement:
i fucking love caswell berry.
seriously. that kid is the shit. so uhhh... surf expo--> january.
new year. woohoo!
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| shit piss fuck |
[24 Dec 2003|11:53am] |
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so it suddenly got cold in the past week and a half or so. and then... florida heat came back with a vengeance.
shit piss fuck
this is where i want to be:
this is where i'm going:
i should be calling mariel/lindsay to go out surfing. instead i'm trucking off to the lovely west coast of florida, where shuffleboard and bridge account for the hobbies of eighty percent of the population. and i'd call that a conservative estimate.
it's seventy-six degrees outside. bradenton, fl... here i come.
happy effing holidays.
p.s. jess and i always hear car brakes screeching out by the street intersection, and we always wait for a crashing noise and a boom! today we got our boom! the holiday may not be so bad after all. hahahaha.
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| bopple-cuddles: |
[21 Dec 2003|12:42pm] |
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le petit meow:
he is less fond of the paparazzi.
shown here fleeing his garden hideaway, catty bopple-cuddles, finds our presence to be contemptible.
in other news, michelle ebner and natalie fernandez made failed attempts at baking trays upon trays of homemade xmas cookies. unfortunately, their "cookies", it seems, greatly resemble ashes.
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| the pit-stop: |
[19 Dec 2003|03:22am] |
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i took this on the way to my mom's house:
i stopped traffic.
the picture doesn't do justice to that golden horizon.
i went half-blind.
amazing.
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| blah blah blah: |
[15 Dec 2003|08:43am] |
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i think it sucks when the people you're most generous with are greedy in return. over the smallest, dumbest things.
especially when it affects a third party.
especially when that third party is a stranger who is doing you a favor.
::sigh:: it seems like i'm always giving. and pretty soon people just expect me to give them whatever they want. and they end up ungrateful. and i don't get a "thanks" for anything. and if i happen to ask for something miniscule in return, whatever man. even if it's just a stick of gum or a dime. people are so afraid they won't have enough for themselves. people are so stin-jee.
i think i need new friends. but i'm keeping michelle and elizabeth.
i'm getting my car back today.
that is all.
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| tostadas con pollo! |
[08 Dec 2003|09:11pm] |
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ate with josh today @ beto's mexican restaurant.
look what we saw outside:
low-ri-der!
p.s. sorry if i've been MIA recently, i've been doing nothing but studying.
the semester is almost over though, and i still love you, whoever you are.
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| steak n shake @ 3 a.m.: |
[04 Dec 2003|11:43am] |
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moi:
"loving is like throwing yourself to the sharks." -![[info]](http://library.vu.edu.pk/cgi-bin/nph-proxy.cgi/000100A/http/web.archive.org/web/20040124051443im_/http:/=2fstat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) shelikestoact
indeed. and i'm not angry over any of it.
i have a lot of good things coming to me. i can feel it.
i'm stoked about uf.
mom and dad totally love me and i have insane support from them over my decision to pursue journalism.
maybe one day i'll write for some candy-coated magazine, like cosmopolitan or harper's bazaar.
and much like this entry, you'll be no better off for having wasted your time browsing my ramblings.
i ♥ it!
( examine picture three! )
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