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(no subject) [Nov. 3rd, 2005|05:38 pm]
michelle
blahhhhhhhhhhhhh.




ps it fall fall fallll
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time [Oct. 31st, 2005|09:50 pm]
michelle
[music |all-time quarterback]

its time. 

for a fresh start. 
for simplicity. 
for moving forward. 

for 
for 

for. 

new journal. 
add if you want and i will add you back 
i will still keep this one 

bwerrrrrrrrrr.
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(no subject) [Oct. 30th, 2005|01:53 am]
michelle
hello again to you why am i posting so much i dont know i dont know i dont know i was thinking the other day about how crazy it is that people know how to type it is so hard i cant even wrap my brain around it my toes really hurt and my thumb too the oboe thumb i love oboe players they are so great except when they spend $300 on a fucking thumb rest noah you are fucking crazy ahhh what am i writing ok i really promise i will stop going on the internet when i am not sober blahhhh oh oh and i love halloween i wish i could dress up like a giant grilled cheese sandwich that would be fun but mostly really tasty and have i mentioned that the red wings are on fucking fire they are doing soooo well this season and that makes me really happy oh and speaking of happy i never did that thing so i guess i will since there are arrows all around me we are sitting in a tree k i s s i n g but not really because i am in bed beds are the greatest inventiion of all time they are soooo comfortable pleasae dont point that popsicle at me and happy happy birthday to my roommate clare even though you do not have a livejournal ok ok ok if you read this whole thing you are crazzy and also you deserve ten gold deblooms so deblooms deblooms for you and also spanish galleons!!!! i got tagged by three whole people!!Collapse ) ahhhhh i feel like there is sex all around me i am so confused ok dear i really do love you all you are wonderful people
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(no subject) [Oct. 29th, 2005|01:54 am]
michelle
[mood |highhigh]
[music |low flying owls]

"so then i will go into the babys room and punch the baby in the fucking face in its crib and the baby will wake up and be like, 'chris, what the fuck?!' and i will be like, 'yeah baby, what the fuck.'"

tonight i watched movies and i was really confused and im still have no clue whats going on but my head hurts and it might be time for sleep.



ps if i left you a super retarded/high message i am sorry.
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mt st helens is dead today [Oct. 27th, 2005|06:23 pm]
michelle







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today i wore a scarf. it made me really happy.

i wish i could plant a tiny garden here and grow flowers and pretty plants and have hidden lawn ornaments like gnomes.
maybe a fountain.
maybe.
and i could just go sit in my garden.
where did you go?
oh i was just sitting in my tiny garden.
oh ok.


i hate flourescent lightinggggg all the colors are distorted.

it is almost halloween.
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(no subject) [Oct. 25th, 2005|07:41 pm]
michelle
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i dont know why i keep forgetting that i hate talking to my mom on the phone.


i need motivation. urgently.

and i am sick of hearing that crap song from titanic and the same crappy old overplayed pop songs played on the piano over and over again. bahhhhh.

and i am sick of human interaction. people are retarded.

blahhhhhhhh im so tired.

i enjoy baroque octets.


i really want to have a smore party.
and an ice cream party.

lets do it.
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(no subject) [Oct. 24th, 2005|12:43 am]
michelle
[mood |tired]
[music |midlake]

would you have believed this is where youd be

if someone told you 10 years ago








10 years ago i was learning cursive and venn diagrams

and i knew all about xantha crabs and my favorite book was ramona the pest



10 years



id never.
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(no subject) [Oct. 23rd, 2005|08:07 pm]
michelle
i love you.



you my sexual slug bff
you my art party bff
you singing nerd songs and making my pretty girl smile
you giving out stickers (HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOUUUUUU!)
you sir lightning bolt of talent town
you oh doctor of salads
you my bunny-saving bff
you you you everyone you


i cant think i cant think i cant think
my brain hurts!


fuck. stockton again.


i wish i could sing like lisa hannigan

and i must stop wishing i was/could/had because that is bad bad bad
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my brain will explode [Oct. 20th, 2005|12:04 am]
michelle
i hate studying.
there is a midterm tomorrow. there is sooooo much information and no guidelines of importance. i will most likely undoubtedly fail.

there is a lot to think about.
planning

and brainstorming.

and to-do listing.

spinning wheels.

decisions.

dont forget the justification.



shit and i just remembered i have a lesson tomorrow morning and i must practice.

sofighodfighdofghdofguih.


explode, i say, explode.


when i grow up i should wish to be a professional cupcake. please please pleaseeeeee.

ok ok productivity i promise.
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(no subject) [Oct. 19th, 2005|01:35 am]
michelle
[mood |tiredtired]
[music |eric whitacre]

today today.
today is full of crap.

today

i spoke to a stranger on the phone who sounded like they genuinely cared.

i fasted for those celebrating ramadan. and to remind ourselves of/raise money for those who have to go hungry almost every day.

i took one step back and one step forward. the backwards has more effect it feels. but the forwards is more important.

i procrastinate(d). it really is a talent you know.

my back really hurts.

i had to sit at a table with mary. hail mary full of boring.
shut up shut up no one cares about how smart you were in elementary school. you are plain and boring with nothing significant. you have a boring face with boring features and boring hair and bangs and a boring personality and a boring voice and boring stories. i hate you i hate you you make me want to drown.



ok why am i really not working on my essay?! blahhhhhh.

blahhhhhhhhhh.

i like meeting new people but it is soooo scaryyyyyy. i am not very good at interacting with people i always feel inadequate and retarded.

be my little gent?
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