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Oct. 17th, 2005


Because drama is not allowed in my journal. Sorry.

I was tagged

List ten songs that you are currently digging... it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're no good but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions, the artists, and the ten songs in your blog. Then tag five other people to see what they're listening to.

1. George Michael ~ Faith
2. Fall Out Boy ~ Tell That Mick He Made My List of Things to Do Today
3. Soilwork ~ Distortion Sleep
4. Avenged Sevenfold ~ Beauty and the Harlot
5. The Dresden Dolls ~ Girl Anachronism
6. Evanescence ~ You
7. Nightwish ~ Ghost Love Score
8. Moxy Fruvous ~ King of Spain
9. Iron Maiden ~ The Prisoner
10. Nickelback ~ Where Do I Hide

Tag? Hmmm.... cbret22 , star_intraining , ruthybaby , maranda , and x_stef_x

Drew made my day! He's taking me to the Weezer/Foo Fighters concert tomorrow night in Philly! I haven't been to a concert since Fall Out Boy last April. Woot! I know I know, I don't know much of their music, but concerts are always fun. I'll letcha know how it goes.

Saw Sin City tonight over at Sig Ep. I really liked the cinematography and the use of colors. Plus Jessica Alba is totally hot. Good times! Then I get to see frat boys dance around like idiots on Saturday. Tres amusant ^_^


Steve and I broke up. Yes, most of it is my fault. I'm sorry that I've been in relationships or after someone since I was 14. I'm sorry that I want to be a little loose, more casual, able to hook up with whoever I please. I miss the spontaneity of single life; monotony is worse than death. I read in a book once about two girls who made a promise to "never be ordinary" and I took that promise with them. I can't stand doing the same thing over and over, going the same places and seeing the same people with the same purpose. I'm sorry I got bored.

I feel horrible, but for some strange reason I feel liberated at the same time. I still love him a lot, but I hated the relationship. I'm not gonna be looking for one anymore. If it happens to fall in my lap and sweep my off my feet, fine. If not, I'll just ride the waves until the time is right. That's what I need to do right now.

....I need a hug.

Not gonna be home this weekend!

That's right, I'm staying here. Homecoming weekend! Sorry boy, but I'm flying solo for this one because my plans are so up in the air. I really should be writing my paper....a satire, if I'm not mistaken. Instead I'm updating my LJ.

I wonder who that mysterious bi female who commented is? Totally clueless. Meh, oh well. I'm in a weird mood....I think it's the weather. Hopefully I won't have to stay in my room all by myself tonight. I hate doing that. I need to change my LJ icon; it's been over a week. Too long! Haha wow I'm strange. Had lunch with Issa and Moose, as well as a Beccy that spells her name funny. It works tho. I'm proud to say that I made into her journal, I think. I'm gonna go find out.

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Just chilling out when I should be sleeping, seeing as I work at 7am. Maybe. The census in low so I might get called off (at 4:30am, mind you). I was supposed to work till 11:30pm tonight, but they cancelled my last four hours. Therefore....

....it was off to Hooters. Sarah was there, of course, and Jesse and his crew as well as McCormick and Spiker. But I DID NOT to expect to see one of my exes there. It was Dave, the one that broke up with me to go out with my friend....and knocked her up. His son Austin is two now. It was cool to see him, I miss hanging out with him. Don't believe anything would happen, we're strictly friends. So Hooters was a good time, as usual.

Weird morning craaaap

It's good to have a 9am class with Erin. We both zone out until Dr. C runs into a wall or does one of her funky dances. Who knew that chem could be so amusing? And then there's Hester, the freaky lady working at the deli (Side Caf) who eyes go into two different directions and gets extremely pissed if you don't order your sammich correctly. Poor Erin. She's not going to live to see her 21st birthday if this keeps up.

Going home tonight, gotta pack and do laundry at some point today. I really should be doing it now, but I have "LAZY" stamped across my forehead. Typical, neh? ^_^

Nuthin really new to say. Sig Ep FINALLY won a football game, they beat KDR. Yay! Not that I really paid attention. My eyes glaze over VERY quickly when it comes to football. But I was the only girl down there, so naturally I had plenty of attention to keep me smiling. I kept my hands to myself, I promise. I'm a good girl.



A religion teacher assigned her class an essay on what makes a good Christian. One student wrote about praying nightly, say no to abortion, banning gay marriage, and donating money. The other student wrote about talking to God and allowing people to enjoy their lives, and supporting the love that gay marriage represented and the freedom to be found in abortion. The day the teacher was to hand the papers back, she called up the second student and told him she would pray for him when he went to hell. The student asked why would he be going to hell, and why he got an F on his paper. The teacher told him that Catholicism is against gay marriage. The student looked at her for a minute, then said aloud, "I'm gay." The teacher kicked him out of class as if he had said fuck or worshiped Satan. A girl in the back of class who had a boyfriend and was obviously straight got up and left too.

If you would leave the classroom, repost this. It doesn't matter if you're straight, bi, or gay. It doesn't matter if you're Catholic or not. Everyone is a human being and deserves happiness.

Don't really have anything new to say. I went to Sig Ep last night to watch a moovay. Then I sat outside with Dre's roomie and discussed being bi. Sometimes it's really good to be me.

Why does the world hate me?

You crossed the line, roomie.

I'm worried about a friend of mine, and asked my dad for advice. To ask him, I needed to tell him the story. So then the roomie goes and tells said-friend that I was talking about her, and now she's pissed. I was not judging her or trying to get other people angry at her. It's my fucking DAD, who I go to about almost everything. What do you mean, I have "no right" to tell him? He cares about my friends as much as I do, and gives sound advice. You fucking crossed the line.

I'm so mad. Again.


The Beckster

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