the room is on fire as she's fixing her hair

Hi.


I haven't posted here in a while, when I first got this live journal I think I was round abouts, 15 years old.  that's 6 years ago in my time line, and I can't believe how much time has gone by.  I've deleted a lot of my old posts as I was an angst pot teenager and deleted loads of stuff I wish I could read now.

with the invention of twitter, and facebook, and loads of other social networking websites I've forgotten about live journal.

but every now and again I like to check it, and make sure I'm keeping up, mostly so to read fan-fictions, and blah, blah, blah.


I should probably go.

I haven't posted in this in like forevers, but well.
nothing much has been happening that I can be like, well let me spew about this.

cause all and all, I'm home for the Summer, erm excited about Harry Potter, I don't dig drugs, why can't I remember how to tune a guitar, thank you Sci-Fi for showing Doctor Who, and uhm thats pretty much itt.

Seriously.

and I loovee shopping.
and the shore.

 

"I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling. Ecstacy, even, I felt, with flashes of sudden remembrance, and feeling sweaty and drowsy I felt like sleeping and dreaming in the grass."
- Jack Kerouac





an amaaazing man.
lately I just feel like I need to go home, asap.

also I find it really find backstabbing bitches lame.
you'd think after awhile you'd just grow up.

//rant

<3 you all.

I can’t believe I’ll soon be nineteen.

That’s whacked.

 

There seems to be nothing special about being nineteen, except perhaps being able to by cigarettes in New York and New Jersey.  It’s just the age of foreboding adult-hood, the end of an era or at least the end of a decade.

 

I’m not that excited for my Birthday though mainly because I won’t be back home to celebrate it, and also it’s just another birthday – and it’s on a Monday, and that’s pretty lame.

 

This weekend though I’m going out for a “few” drinks, with some kids & on Sunday dinner with my Mom & Co.  Then Monday I won’t really be with anybody, which is my actual birthday, so yeah, nothing to special, really.  And I’m not being all emo-sigh-kid about it, I don’t really mind.

 

This is a test post from Photobucket.com

luckily this year you don't have me runining your story, but just some cute pictures + me saying HAPPY BIRTHDAY (which really is a birthday gift all in it's self :P)

so, babe!


HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
<3


(erm, it sort-of has Jess in it!) haha <3 you.

hope your day rocked.

It seems like everybody has such crazy interesting things to update on lately and I have zip.

I go to class, I go out some nights, I eat, I sleep, I talk, I do work.

Ex-cit-ting.

Well LOST is finally on in the UK tomorrow (on Sky One) I’m way excited. I’ve been waiting for this FOREVER. And I was going to try to find a way to download it - and was going to but now since it’s on I figure I’d rather watch it watch. The same can not be said with The O.C. cause I am not waiting till - who knows when for my favorite show.

Erm, I think I might be heading out somewhere tonight. You know what I find like crazy about me is that I hardly ever get drunk. Which I think may be a good thing seeing as drunk people are always entitled to do something stupid and being non-drunk lets me laugh at them. But really I don’t know what’s wrong with me I’m like the non- biggest light weight ever.

 

 

Eee THANKSGIVING SOON. I am so having my Mom cook me the whole shabazz. Because I love Thanksgiving. Like I may be a wee bit obsessed with Christmas, yes. But Thanksgiving, oh man. I love it. I love thanksgiving so much I dream about it. The parade, the football, the pumpkin pie, the cranberries always left out on the table because nobody ever eats it.

Thanksgiving = Love.

 

And then my friends, you can officially be crazy about Christmas after Thanksgiving.

Which I think is the best. Once Santa shows his face in the parade, yeahhh!

Oh I love it.;

I just thought this was funny.
just being random.

I figured I should update this more often, although I really do have nothing to say.
sort-of feeling bored with everything going on.  it's always the same thing everyday, I just wish there could be something different.
er, I got a new job at "Kohls" that's sort-of cool.  sort-of confusing then the last job where I just sat around and orgazined CD's, and had lightsaber fights, but I figure I just need to buck up on the cash, cause I need it, like woah.  well don't we all.

anyway.

uh, hah I really have nothing to say.  why I'm sort of bored of everything. 

I got my prom dress.
and it's everything I wasn't expecting.

I wanted a light pink, poofy, halter dress.
I got, a icy blue, sleak, strap dress.


I'd show you my face.
but I'm sick.
and that's not cute.

laid out ever so nicely on the floor.


anyway, prom is on May 19th.
it's going to be hot.
mos def because our theme is
Fairy Tale Wonderland, or whatever.
(cough)
and our song is about a one night stand.
but beside all that, I know it's going to be a lot of fun.

in other news.
there is none.
I'm graduating soon, it's cool.
I'm going to college.
everything is settled.


I'm sick today.
that was exciting.

Dudez I mos def can't sleep, but hey I don't have to go in to school till like 11am tommorow because Seniors don't take those tests.

I figured "hey" perhaps I'll update more often - because I hardly find the time for it anymore, but as you see I really find nothing of major importance to update on. Cause you either update on like woahzats exciting events, crazy girl on girl drama, or rantings on like parents, school, people, or anything of the likes. I mean I really have no problems at the moment.

So life can be considered good, I'm good, hope you're all fantastic. Blah, blah. I don't know.
I watched Walk the Line, that was good. I embrassed myself by singing a bit too loudly in the hallways today, and also the fact that I so thought Fab was on gutiar when he's on drums.

I'm chill with the fact I can sleep in. I mos def dig that, and uh, well I should probably get to sleep.

So night, yo. hah I sound like a total 'hipstah!'
wtf is wrong with me.





seriously, yo. best update all year. :p

Woah Bam. I'm 18 sweet. k, so coolness on The Strokes concert.
you can view pictures on it here.
http://community.webshots.com/user/ichliebesirius
also I'm just setting that up so there should be like every picture ever up there when I'm done doing it all

I have videos too if anybody wants to see them - well here's one of New York City Cops - and sorry that it's like shitty quailty but it's on a digtal camera.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=yCaQbFgdb5w

and the concert was crazy we were like up front and got like pushed back a bit and everybody was like on fucking crack - and duh it's a concert so the pot head nezzies were like yo bam right in front of us and Julian (lead singer) was like "I saw that blow - well everybody likes to do what they like to do and have fun in there own ways" and Fab (gutiar) was smoking a ciggerte and it was realyl hot becasue it put it in his gutiar when he wasn't smoking it.

oh fave band in concert on my birthday couldn't of gotten any better.
the best, my family gave me lots of money, woah bam, I love everybody.

and this is why I love school.
http://file.yashi.com/1/movie/207937.ASF

ahahahha. thats fucking great.

Happy Birthday Jess!

You've been a great friend, and DM Sistah! :) -

Thanks for everything - I lufffff you!

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