la ti do re mi fa si la

(no subject)	[Oct. 30th, 2005\|01:53 am]
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!! ) 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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[Oct. 29th, 2005|01:54 am]

[	mood	\|	high	]
[	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.

mt st helens is dead today	[Oct. 27th, 2005\|06:23 pm]
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]
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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[Oct. 24th, 2005|12:43 am]

[	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]
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]
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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[Oct. 19th, 2005|01:35 am]

[	mood	\|	tired	]
[	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?

(no subject)	[Oct. 17th, 2005\|01:15 am]
i am tired of peoples assumptions. i am tired of broken promises. broken propositions. i am tired of unavailability. i am tired of late nights. i am tired of wrong notes. i am tired of tired. ( dont make drunken art from a stolen newspaper? )
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[Oct. 16th, 2005|04:39 pm]

[

mood

tired and bored

]

mikki: woahhhh my belly button feels weird.
i am going to clean it.
the guy said to spray it with ibuprofen.
where the hell is my ibuprofen?!
michelle and george: ummmmm....???
mikki: why cant i find my ibuorefen!!!??
wait, have i been saying ibuprofen this whole time?!
i mean bactene!
oh its right here.
michelle and george:haha
michelle:i didnt know your belly button was pierced.
mikki:yeah.
i really want one of those dangly things
george: mikki sex change operations can be really expensive.

ahhhh i dont know what to be for halloween!
give me ideas please. preferably cheap ideas.

i am really bored.

[Oct. 15th, 2005|07:57 pm]

[

mood

sad

]

after 19 seasons
third-leading scorer
with 741 goals
650 assists

brett hull retired today.

effective immediately.

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(no subject)	[Oct. 14th, 2005\|11:36 pm]
skating breughel t he elder slippedan d bondedtothesur face of a lake.breu ghel theyounger p issed onhisdad.the warmthfreedtheol d man whoshot th e boy in the head. Here's to the man with his face in the mud And an overcast play just taken away From the lover's in love at the centre of stage yeah Loving is fine if you have plenty of time For walking on stilts at the edge of your mind Loving is good if your dick's made of wood And the dick left inside only half understood her sometimes i wish i lived in a tree. maybe i should catch up on sleep tonight. but you know i wont. cant.
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[Oct. 13th, 2005|08:26 pm]

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music

the absence of god-rilo kiley

]

i wish.

today my rib hurt a lot.

maybe tonight i will go picture scavenging.

i have a really bad habit of biting my lip all the time.
and also putting my nails inbetween my teeth.

did you know that my phone number in solfege is re fa la-re' fa sol re'. ill bet you didnt.
and in minor ti re fa-ti' re mi ti'.

excellent times.

blahhhhaoifhaoigfd.

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(no subject)	[Oct. 11th, 2005\|05:19 pm]
blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. double blahhhhhh. what is it that im missing?? triple blahhhhhhh. i still cant even believe the wings lost to the fucking canucks. have felt like crap for too long. and i cant afford it anymore. maybe even a quadruple blahhhhhhhhhhh. but i got to see the most beautiful wonderful amazing talented funny cute smart awesome gal ever on saturday and felt at home again in the best city ever which doesnt happen too much anymore i guess i need some good music sessions. where all i need to think about is the song. the verse. the measure. the note. have you ever felt unnecessarily paranoid about being itchy? fucking weird man. i really dont remember this being taken. like, at all. but i look happy.
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[Oct. 7th, 2005|04:06 pm]

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music

weebles wobble BUT THEY DONT FALL DOWN!

]

today i was reading the marin magazine like a dork and now i really miss marin. its one of those stupid things that you dont realize how nice it really is until youre gone.

( marin marin )

my stomach has been talking to me all day. but im not really hungry.

and my mom was really cute and sent me a package with good coffee and a thing to make halloween candles and i really need fucking money.

im bored. i am going to find something to do. hopefully.

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[Oct. 4th, 2005|06:04 pm]

[

music

damien rice

]

happy birthday is the WORST SONG EVER SUNG EVER.
no one ever sings it in the same key and it is a horrible jumble of bad chords and out of tuneness and if you have ears makes you want to shoot yourself in the fucking face.

also i learned i hate people who play harmonica with a piano player and butcher every single chord with his NO CONCEPT OF KEY SIGNATURE while you are trying to have a pleasant dinner.

holy crap hockey tomorrow!!!

i really want to play zoombinis. and i also reallly want a grilled cheese sandwich.

also i wrote a letter today.

dear people of the world who speak english,
please stop being retarded and use adverbs. they are very important.
adjectives are used to describe a noun, but adverbs describe an action.
for example:
wow that sengwich was fucking GOOD (adjective)
damn that chef cooks WELL (adverb)

and if you are one of those people who say that you know the difference but you are just too lazy, FUCK YOU I FUCKING HATE YOU CHOKE ON A DICK.
shut up it takes no effort to not be stupid. so stop it. stop it now.
if i ever hear you abusing the english language i will take it upon myself to personally shank you in the fucking face.
thanks,
michelle