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[April 6th 2007|4.45pm] |
This guy was on street patrol in Iraq and as he rounded a corner, an insurgent shot him in the chest from just a few feet away. Fortunately, the bullet hit his iPod and was slowed down enough that it didn't penetrate his body armor and he was unwounded. Apparently an engineer at Apple caught wind of the story and is trying to help the guy get a new iPod.
Thought you'd get a kick out of that, Sabrina/Kel.
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[March 10th 2007|8.09am] |
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So I'll start from the beginning:
Augusta (ex cousin, still friend(?)) posts artwork on her DeviantArt page and MySpace page all the time. I like to critique her art so she actually gets honest opinions instead of "LIKE TOTALLY OH MAI GAHWD THAT'S LIEK AWESOME" all the time. What respected artist WOULDN'T want critiques? Well I guess according to her little sister, Shelby, Augusta would be that artist.
So Shelby sends me a hateful little MySpace message after I leave a comment on one of the things Augusta posted. So I send her one back, that wasn't in a nice tone, no. But when someone jumps down your throat about you trying to HELP someone else? Oh fuck that. Needless to say she replied and attempted to verbally attack me via insults to me/and my family (big ouch there.. her mother was the one cheating, not my uncle, and its really hard to piss me off by saying shit about me if the accusations are 100% inaccurate. Maybe just maybe if you get a fact about me right in an insulting manner I might be slightly offended but when your darts aren't even on the board.. lol.... Just lol.)
So I reply like the smart ass I am and left that at that. I could care less what her sister thinks of me.
So back to Augusta. Let me break down my entire life history with Augusta:
Meet: I'm about 14-15 years old, I'm an angsty goth teen. (Lol yes!) She's preppy girl trying to please mommy. She sees me and instantly becomes infatuated with: the color black, baggy pants, dying her hair strange colors, heavy metal, and (my favorite) art.
Fast forward: Not only do countless things of my own always end up missing when she comes over, but other members of my family complain of the same thing. We all know the culprit. Proof you ask? Okay here's your proof: Black T-shirt that has a skeleton man/pirate on it that says "worst pirate ever" goes missing when I move into the apartments Augusta lives in. Search high and low for shirt, still don't find it even after move. One full year+ after moving into house from apartment shirt "mysteriously" appears while Augusta is over. Not only that but it appears right next to the very computer chair I find myself sitting in day in and day out for the past oh lets say eight years. I think I would fucking notice a shirt sitting next to my chair after a year of living in the God damn house. Also note: I was in the room, vividly remember no black shirt on white carpet, exit room, re-enter. Black shirt.
Occasion two that I have 100% proof. When moving from Windchase to the apartments I had a drawer full of letters and notes I had written to various friends throughout high school. They had little doodles and pictures all over them. When I "write letters" I usually end up drawing everyone pictures. Augusta helped me pack things in my room. After moving into the apartment I figured they were in storage. One night while babysitting my little cousin Lacy (and Shelby/Augusta weren't present; visiting their father I believe) my uncle asked me to go get a blanket from their room so I could sleep on the couch. Upon entering the room, what's sitting in plain view on the floor? Folded up pieces of paper with drawings that just happen to look exactly like the ones I had doodled. Upon further investigation (picking said items up off the floor) I unfolded them to realize that every single one of them were present in the wad. Not only this but there were new sheets of paper added where Augusta had traced what I had drawn as well as attempted to re-draw what I had drawn and imitate my form of bubble writing. And here's the kicker, right smack dab in the middle? A letter, headed to yours truly (in my own bubble letter style). So I read. The note details about how Shelby and Tyler had made fun of Augusta for being a virgin and told her she needed to lose her virginity. Then went on to explain how Augusta had done so to someone and felt it was the biggest mistake she had ever made in her life. What exactly am I supposed to do when finding this? I, being ~17-18 at the time, was utterly baffled as to what action to take so I simply re-folded up the letters and placed them back, in plain view. Why, do you ask? To me it seemed that she had hidden the letter in a wad of others because she didn't know if she wanted to give it to me. She also lived two apartment buildings away from me at the time. A short walk from handing me the note, or even slipping it in my room for that matter. I thought that just letting her come to me about it was the best plan of action. Time past and that never happened. Yes, I should have confronted her about it, no I didn't. Stupid teenage mistake, whatever.
Moving on: My favorite sketch book. The one I had spent literally days cutting out magazine articles and pictures and organizing the perfect arrangement then gluing and finally taping the pictures down to the cover. It had my favorite drawings in it, ones I'm still proud of to this day. Last seen: apartment building, while Augusta was browsing through it. Tore the apartment up looking for it when we moved (when I realized it was missing.) A couple months later while visiting my uncle and co Augusta shows me her new sketch book. This sketch book has drawing in it that look like EXACT mimics of sketches I had done in my own. I test the theory and start quoting a line from something I had pasted to the front of my prized book. She finished the sentences as if it were second nature. Mind you that was by no means a famous quote, nor that short. 3-4 sentences, not something like "got milk?".
I could go on naming countless other things but why bother? I named the three important ones to me. Why did I never confront her, do you ask? Put yourself in my shoes. You're a teenager yourself, confronted by someone slightly younger who upon meeting you, starts dressing, acting, talking like, and doing everything that you do. And to top it off you talk to your parents about it and they tell you "imitation is the best form of flattery".
I didn't confront her because I didn't want to hurt her anymore than her parents and sister already have. I didn't want to be just another one of those people that left her high and dry in life. Coming to the realization that she had gone so far as to steal my artwork broke my heart. It felt like someone had taken away a part of what made me who I am. But that didn't seem to matter comparatively to maybe helping just one more person feel a little bit better about their part in the world.
So tell me.. grinning and baring it while you watch someone try to become you, picking them up and taking them out to eat when you yourself only have $10 in your wallet, talking to them about anything and everything and letting them vent about how shitty their mom/dad/sister/stepdad is, being the only person to support them when they want to get married at 17, calling them, e-mailing them, sending them e-notes with your phone number constantly... Is all that bad? Was that wrong? Is that cause to say that I'm, as Shelby put it, "always mean to Augusta"? All I can do is sit back and laugh.
How quick the world is to turn on you when you utter something they don't want to hear.
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| song of the day |
[February 23rd 2007|10.32am] |
song of the day "Crazy Bitch" by Buckcherry
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[February 1st 2007|11.01am] |
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So I'm sitting in my school library and I stumbled across a couple interesting reads on MSNBC.com
Read 1: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/16910856/
Key senators agree on Iraq resolution
Republican Warner, Democrat Levin join on measure opposing Bush plan
Read 2: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/16915520/
McCain blasts Army nominee over Iraq results
Gen. Casey testifies for new job as anti-surge resolution gains backing
But basically.. I know people don't like this war but here's MY OPINION of the only two outcomes that can occur:
1. We continue it till everything we set out to do is complete (I honestly don't see that happening by 2008. We try our best but the Iraqi people don't seem to step up to the plate when asked to take care of the responsibilities we hand to them.)
2. We pull our troops out of Iraq and the rest of the world lol's at America.
Thats all I really see happening to be honest.
On a side note: (RANDOM ALERT) I want to become a Senator lawlawl
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| back to school |
[January 10th 2007|7.57am] |
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first week of school. So my weekly schedule is now:
Monday - work 9AM - 5PM
Tuesday - class 9:30AM - 2:15PM; gym with a couple friends
Wednesday - work 9AM - 5PM
Thursday - class 9:30AM - 2:15PM; lab 2:30PM - 4:20PM
Friday - work 9AM - 5PM
Saturday/Sunday - my days
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[December 30th 2006|2.57am] |
my grandmother died earlier this evening. not that anyone reads this.
[[I'm standing on the bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound
Isn't anyone tryin’ to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you
I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know?
'Cause nothing's going right
And everything’s a mess
And no one likes to be alone
Isn't anyone tryin’ to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you]]
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| holy song lyrics batman! |
[December 13th 2006|1.49pm] |
Step 1: Put your iTunes or equivalent on random.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 30 songs that play, no matter how embarassing.
Step 3: Bold the songs when someone guesses correctly.
Step 4: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine (or my archives) is CHEATING!
( Mai Songz )
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[November 20th 2006|10.47am] |
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no work this week! lawl. internet down all week at the office.
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[November 7th 2006|10.14pm] |
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:( I was driving home and saw some people pulled over after this dog that was sitting in the middle of the road, i turned around to make sure the people were ok and to make sure they knew the dog was still alive. i got out of the car and asked them if they were okay just in time to see another car come flying by and hit the dog and kill it... i can't help but being a little mad at myself for not stopping right when i saw the dog in the first place.
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[November 7th 2006|12.38pm] |
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i've come to the conclusion that crying is only a temporary fix for making you feel better. if anyone has more perminant solutions i'd like to hear them.
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| for you, Kelly |
[November 7th 2006|4.56am] |
"My Wish"
by: Rascal Flatts
I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow,
And each road leads you where you want to go,
And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.
And if one door opens to another door closed,
I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,
If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,
But more than anything, more than anything,
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.
I hope you never look back, but ya never forget,
All the ones who love you, in the place you left,
I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,
And you help somebody every chance you get,
Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,
And you always give more than you take.
But more than anything, yeah, and more than anything,
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.
This is my wish
I hope you know somebody loves you
May all your dreams stay big
I love you!
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| dreams |
[October 31st 2006|5.39pm] |
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So I had a dream that was a mix of 300, school, the war in Iraq/Kel/Army, and had to do with my friend Ryan being a GM for L2 Tritan.
Basically it started out kinda like a game.. There was this place I was at and I had to do quests to stay there. (I know that's corny but I play a lot of video games.) So Ryan shows up and I start helping him out with them, cause he's a gamer buddy of mine.. Okay this is where it starts getting weird. So.. Okay yall are gonna laugh but whatever.. So the Persian Empire comes to take over and Ryan (since he was a GM I guess) is like part of the leadership, but he's not mean like them. He's like, on my side but pretending to be on theirs. And they start taking over the entire community. All my friends are being sat down in sections according to age cause.. Well I don't know exactly why but the army wasn't hurting anyone yet so my guess is recruiting. And since I had talked to AtmaHex (Ryan. I guess my brain decided his in game name was his code-name?) well since I had talked to him they were letting me walk about freely. But it was pretty chaotic anyway, because they weren't being hostile yet. I walk over to my friends where they're sitting and I tell them everything's going to be alright and for them to stay calm and just stay there. Well I'm walking through this field to this other building and I notice someone fall off a roof. Yeah fall off a roof. So I run up and it's Taylor (I saw him a few days ago). He says he's fine and I walk around the backside of the building and notice there are infantry men crouching around. There's no back wall to the building and the front part had a door opening and stairs. But I notice this one guy in particular. I don't see his face as he goes into the building but I feel like I know him. They look like they're planning on rushing and attacking. I rush around the front of the building and watch as this guy I noticed walks out the door and down the front stairs, a few of his buddies crouched on and around the stairs. He starts moving out toward the field and one of his buddies says "Kelly" and I immediately say "Kelly??" He keeps walking for a second or two then as if the sound of my voice registered he spins around and looks at me. I start to run toward him but right before we reach each other my phone rang and woke me up T_T; But I remember what was going through my head before I woke up, like what I was going to tell the army. I was going to tell them they shouldn't attack yet. They should just lay low and wait for a better opportunity. That there were too many civilians out there and it'd be chaos, and I had Atma on my side.
That's all I remember. ;/ I wish I hadn't been woken up.
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[October 29th 2006|4.09am] |
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Elliot said one of my favorite quotes in Season 3 of Scrubs. She's talking to her ex, Sean, attempting to get back together with him. They had broken up before because she needed to concentrate on her internship. At first she tells him that she's new Elliot and she's always going to put him first.. but she comes to realize that that just can't happen.
"I came here to tell you that you're going to always come first in my life.. but the fact is I can't promise you that without it being a lie. But what I can promise you is if it's my choice.. Always when it's my choice, you will come first."
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[October 25th 2006|9.18pm] |
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Based on the epic graphic novel by Frank Miller, "300" is a ferocious retelling of the ancient battle of Thermopylae in which King Leonidas (Gerard Butler) and 300 Spartans fought to the death against Xerxes and his massive Persian army. Facing insurmoutable odds, their valor and sacrifice inspire all of Greece to unite against their persian enemy, drawing a line in the sand for democracy. The film brings Miller's (Sin City) acclaimed graphic novel to life by combining live action with virtual backgrounds that capture his distinct vision of this ancient historic tale.
300 looks like it's going to be fucking awesome. No word on cast yet, at least not from the movie website. But it's suposed to come out in March. I LOVE Greek and Roman history and seeing this preview in theatres the other night when I saw The Departed was amazing. I can't wait.
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I'm a dork. I realize this.
"Size matters and not how you think
I'm talkin bout your heart
and what you do with it
The more seeds you plant
the more flowers will grow...
so big up the love 'till it overflows"
:D I love you, Kelly!
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[October 6th 2006|8.35pm] |
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The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing
But I
I love it when you read to me
And you
You can read me anything
The book of love has music in it
In fact that's where music comes from
Some of it is just transcendental
Some of it is just really dumb
But I
I love it when you sing to me
And you
You can sing me anything
The book of love is long and boring
And written very long ago
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things we're all too young to know
But I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
And I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
And I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
You ought to give me wedding rings
"Book Of Love" by Peter Gabriel
I love you, Kelly.
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| TABLET WHEE. |
[October 1st 2006|10.11pm] |
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My dad and Kel got me a wacom tablet!!! ITS SO AWESOME.
( Check it out! )
I've been on a roll drawing on it. My favorite piece so far is this!!
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[September 26th 2006|1.25pm] |
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I want my hair dryer back.
I swear I get the most random shit taken from me.
And I forsee shoe shopping in my near future..
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