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Wednesday, July 7th, 2010

Time:9:43 am.
The bitch is back.
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Wednesday, February 18th, 2009

Subject:It's been a while.
Time:4:59 am.
Woooooow, I havent been here in years. I didnt even think that LJ still existed. That being said, I might update it a bit more.
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Sunday, February 13th, 2005

Subject:You know it!
Time:10:33 pm.
Mood: amused.
Spread the legs and go at it! Pick any of your friends who you think don't get much lovin' (or maybe they do!) and, SEX THEM! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!) This is for any one you think is hot!

1- You can sex the person who sexed you, of course.
2- You can sex the same person as many times as you can (c'mon, ENDURANCE)! Be creative!
3- You -MUST- spread the sex! At least 1 fuck is fine and dandy!
4- You should sex in public! Be adventurous, damnit. Paste it on their user page so they feel slutty!
5- Random sex is perfectly okay!
6- Please, don't worry about same gender sexing, it's HOT.
7- You should most definitly get started fuckin' right away!

This is about showing everyone how much you care for them and HOW BAD YOU WANT THEIR ASS! Make everyone feel a little loved (and roughed up!). Please don’t take this too personally.
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Wednesday, February 9th, 2005

Subject:This is cool.
Time:6:42 pm.
Mood: mellow.
If you read this, even if I don't speak to you often, you must post a memory of/with me.

It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad.. happy or sad, just so long as it happened.

Or maybe a memory you'd like to make with me...

* Then post this to your journal to see what people remember about you
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Friday, January 21st, 2005

Subject:Hmm. That went well.
Time:4:12 pm.
Mood: anxious.
Things are hectic. Scary. Not a happy time to be in my skin recently.

I hope everyone is doing well and is happy and healthy. Jennie Bomb, I miss you! How are you babe? Let me know.

Seeing as how I just got back into the habit of updating, I wanna try to comment on everyone's journals as well. I've been reading all of them and for the most part, you guys all seem alright. Good to hear.

*for Ms. Violet Duncan*
I've been reading your recent entries. Try to take care of yourself, you're far too kind and way too pretty to have such a sad face. Much love, dollface.

More whenever.

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Friday, January 7th, 2005

Subject:Ahhh, morning in the city.
Time:9:06 am.
Mood: peaceful.
Rise and shine. The sun is out, the birds are singing. It's a beautiful fucking day. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic. It really is lovely outside. I say this only because I'm not planning on going outside at all today!

Had ya for a second, didn't I?

Yesterday was my school's fourth annual poetry slam/open mike day. It was a lot of fun. I read one of my old journal entries and I got great reviews for it. I made people laugh. Go me.

I have officially quit smoking. (Cam tossed out my last three cigarettes and I had to beg three off of a random CAS student) I have never been so ready to yell at something or someone in my entire life, and it's only been two days. I've heard that smoking is just as hard to quit as heroin. Hmmm, that explains it.

"I just need one hit. Just one more fucking hit to soothe the pain." - Mark Renton, 'Trainspotting'

I think my friends are all making bets as to when I'm gonna crack. The highest one I've heard is that I won't last a month. The stakes are at $60. Bastards.

In other news, I have come to a realization - that Ashlee Simpson album is actually very good. Good for her. It's always refreshing to hear a good pop album, especially when most pop kinda sucks nowadays. And in all honesty, I'd rather listen to Ashlee than Gwen Stefani's solo stuff.

Oh yeah! I almost forgot.

Subject: Gwen Stefani's "Love Angel Music Baby"
Released: November 2004

I had such high hopes for Gwen's new disc, and I must say that I was HIGHLY disappointed. With the exception of a few songs ('What You Waiting For,' 'Bubble Pop Electric,' 'Hollaback Girl'), the album is boring. The beats are weak and the writing feels like she's run out of ideas. I mean, how many times can you lyrically fellate Japanese couture? Who the fuck cares about Harajuku Girls? And the last track on the cd, which is supposed to be deep and world-conscious, sounds forced, as if she added it to make the album seem as if it wasn't a vanity project. Sorry Gwen, but you struck out this time - hard. Better luck next time, love.

Please bear in mind that these are the thoughts of a bitter No Doubt fan. Go and purchase it if you want, it's not a bad album, I just expected more from one of my favorite girls.

Give me ideas for next month's review, I need a good excuse to go cd shopping.

That's all for now. Enjoy the day.

*See, I actually do update this thing!*
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Monday, January 3rd, 2005

Time:11:35 am.
Mike, I just read your last entry. I'm sorry that your uncle died. Take care of yourself, my dear. *hugs*
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Sunday, January 2nd, 2005

Subject:"You're just jealous because I've been talking online to hot babes all day."
Time:12:53 pm.
Mood:very chill.
Is it true that when people are drunk, they're honest about 90% of the time? Someone has to help me with this.

Okay then, how did you spend New Years? I spent it with my friends. I haven't had a good time like that in a while - dancing, drinking, flashing, eating, singing, flirting, falling down like retards, talking shit, Napolean Dynamite and watching the Food Network.

Thanks guys, we definitely have to do that again next year!

I hope everyone woke up after New Years remembering what they did the previous night. If not, then that's cool too.

*mad love*
- Kay
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Friday, December 31st, 2004

Subject:"This shit is bananas...B-A-N-A-N-A-S!"
Time:2:31 pm.
Mood: hopeful.
Man oh man...it's been forever.

Hi guys. I'm still here.

Exactly a year ago I wrote a "Year In Review" entry. Not gonna do one this year, although I will say this.

2004 has been a swift kick in the stomach. Soooo many things have happened - long-term relationships ending and starting too soon, friends fighting, parents screaming, broken hearts, broken teeth, bruises, bronchitis, suicidal tendencies, bad parties, death, runny mascara, never-ending sadness, school, what seems like a million "longest days ever," too many drugs and too many cigarettes.

Then again, the year had it's good points - kissing, piercings, hand-holding, old and new friends, new hair colors, fun holidays, great parties, self-improvement, self-respect, new life, cool movies, AMAZING concerts, sex that was carefree and passionate and fun and amazing, sex that was self-destructive but still wonderful, Yaffa's, not enough drugs, not nearly enough cigarettes and having money to actually afford all of this.

At midnight tonight, I'm gonna make a huge promise to myself: I am going to live every single day like it's my last one. I won't wait for anything special to come to me, instead I'm gonna find new things to look forward to everyday.

Oh, and I'm gonna quit smoking. Yeah, that's right! I only have 11 cigarettes left and after they're gone, I'm gonna buy Nicorette patches and hope for the best. Wish me luck!

I hope that everyone who sees this has had a good year and I hope for an even better one next year.

I love you all dearly. Try not to get too fucked up tonight!

*mad love and affection*

- Kay

(hint!hint! - this was a year in review entry)
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Friday, November 12th, 2004

Subject:Two trailer-park girls go 'round the outside!
Time:11:52 am.
Mood: good.
Yes guys, I'm alive...considerably healthy. I wanna know how you all are and what I've missed.

Livejournal ate my entry. Bah.

Jen, I do believe you have a birthday approaching! The 24th, right? Let me know and I'll get you a present.

Will TRY to update later. Promises promises, I know. But I really want to.
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Monday, August 16th, 2004

Subject:Okay, so the last entry wasn't really a rant...THIS is a rant.
Time:7:11 pm.
Mood: frustrated.
As a treat to myself, I went and saw "The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement" and sneaked into "Catwoman."

About "The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement:"
- I've read the first two books and I loved the first movie, but good gracious, the second one, in comparison, was absolutely

The hottie love interest didn't even save it. It made me long for the super-cute guy from Rooney (I think his name is Robert) - for anyone who saw the first PD movie, he played Mia's guy friend.

About "Catwoman:"
- That movie is quite possibly the worst thing I have ever had the displeasure of seeing, and I only saw 10 minutes of it. Halle Berry cavorting around like a skanky dominatrix on speed is not sexy at all. My real problem is that the movie theater that I went to has a very limited selection (read: ridiculous pieces of fluff aimed at the African-American culture with the hopes that we will see them and let our already lumpy brains rot with the thought that bad movies filled with sex and unwitty humor and really bad music are the ways that we, as a people, should embrace). This however is no excuse for not showing anything even remotely stimulating.

I mean, I enjoy the occasional movie filled with nudity and dumb, obvious dick and fart jokes like every other 18 year old. In fact, the last two movies I saw were "Anchorman" and "Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle" (both were hilarious, by the way).

It's just really upsetting that, because of the neighborhood I live in, my community will never rush to the movies to see "City Of God" or "Raising Victor Vargas" or "Requiem For A Dream," but instead they will line up around the block for ridiculousness like "My Baby's Daddy" and "I, Robot" and "Spiderman 2..." and that's saying something, because I loved that one. I understand that movies are a way of escape for people, but it wouldn't kill any of the ignorant, close-minded, thug/thugette types that litter the hallways and benches of my neighborhood to see something of substance for once.

Sorry for bitching, my argument is one-sided and I'm gonna have a talk with Cam about this subject...I just find it to be extremely depressing that the theater around my way never has anything stimulating in a way that is not simply Black or stoner-aimed humor (read: "How High" and "Half-Baked"). Jeez, I loved "Undercover Brother" and the "Friday" flicks, but come the fuck on, I'm open to more than just those kinds of movies.

*takes a breath; ends rant*

And yeah, I'm done for the day.

Moral of the story:
"The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement" and "Catwoman" are bullshit. Don't see them. Instead, go rent "The Princess Diaries" and "Batman Returns." Trust me, you'll be much happier.

And for the love of God, don't be afraid to expand your horizons...even with a movie.

*insert the Kay lovin' and huggin' here*
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Subject:"Take off that silly-ass hat!"
Time:1:09 pm.
Mood: crazy.
*Random Thought Of The Day*
Lindsay Lohan is really hot. For serious. Her boobies are really huge and pleasant looking. And she's a redhead. Sweetness.

So yeah, I went to the open call at H&M the other day. I was really nervous about it...I mean, nothing was going right; my mother was being all Bitchy Supreme, the first outfit I chose wasn't cool enough (normally I don't give a shit what anyone thinks about my clothes but it's H&M...looking cool is a requirement), and then when we actually got off the bus to go to the damn store, my mother stepped on my very cute skirt and ripped it, therefore ruining my outfit.

Not sexy at all.

It all turned out awesome, I got asked back for a second interview! *dances like the Outbreak monkey* I'm so happy, I really hope I get the job, I need the money and the H&M employee discount owns.

Wish me luck, my loves.


It totally sucks that the Bronx has never had, or never will have, a cool music scene:
- Brooklyn has the Beastie Boys, The Yeah Yeah Yeahs, and Interpol
- Queens has The Ramones and Run-DMC
- Manhattan has The Strokes and Blondie
- Long Island has Brand New and just about every band on Drive-Thru Records
- Shit, even gay-ass New Jersey has Thursday and My Chemical Romance
...Whereas the Bronx has who...Big Pun? Fat Joe? Jennifer freaking Lopez?!

It's just not fair...we have no cool rock bands OR hip-hop artists. When I first heard of The Bronx, I was all happy and shit, then I heard that they were from California or some other place on the Pacific side of the bloody continent. So uncool.

If anybody can prove me wrong about this, please do.

*Thank you for listening to Kay's Rant Of The Day. Be sure to tune in next week when she complains about the difference between 'Tomato' and 'To-mah-to'!*


Alright, I'm off to go find some fun. Later gators.

*mad hugs and cookies*
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Monday, August 2nd, 2004

Subject:All hail me!
Time:2:58 am.
Mood: nervous.
I went to the Curiosa Festival on Saturday.

Oh my good LORD it was absolutely amazing, like ten billion jolts of sheer, pleasuring joy going through me.

What I saw:

I got there an hour late and missed The Cooper Temple Clause (Cause?) and Mogwai (no big deal, I wasn't there for them anyway). Met up with Tati and Nikki.

First, let it be know how cute and perky and gorgeous Melissa is...she's like a pixie. They opened up with 'Lightning Is My Girl' and closed with 'Followed The Waves.' She's a much better singer live than on her album...and she's fun! She danced around on the stage and interacted with the audience and was excellent on her bass and sang like she was in the throes of passion. The only problem I had was that she didn't perform '...Anything You Want.' Major props to her.

Not bad live; they're very funny and quite cute, especially the cowbell guy. *licks him* They did 'Heaven,' 'Out Of The Races...,' 'The Coming Of Spring,' and a few others. Closed the set with 'House Of Jealous Lovers.' Danced my ass off.

Muchos impressed...not bad for a bunch of angry white boys from Jersey. I didn't know most of the songs (I like Thursday, but not as much as Tati), but they didn't do 'Cross Out The Eyes,' which is my favorite song by them. They seem really nice and they really connected with the audience (literally - Geoff jumped into the crowd a bunch of times).

At this point, Nikki went to go get food and disappeared; we later found out that she met a cute gay boy (jeez they freakin' gravitate towards her). I didn't see Interpol but I heard them from across the field. From what I heard they're very good live. While waiting for the next band, Tati and I saw Mary Ann. I was really happy to see her (I haven't seen her in about a year), but, given her reaction (kinda like "Oh, it's just you."), I don't think the feeling was mutual. Oh well - she has her friends and I have mine, although I did see her go backstage, which figures. I hope she had a great time.

And then; the most wonderful thing ever:




I swear it was like the second coming of fucking Christ! The lead singer/guitarist is fucking EVIL on his guitar, he damn near tore that thing in half. I sang along to most of the songs. I was dancing with Tati and (I swear) some drunk British dude grabs my ass and asks me if I could move over a tad. That was odd. 'Time Is Running Out' is just as sexy live as it is on the cd.

The best part of Muse's set: Stockholm Syndrome.

Holy fuck I have never sang that loud to a song in my LIFE!!!!! The crowd was going positively apeshit at that point, mad crowdsurfers and I think a pit was started, but I might be wrong. Marvin missed such a great show, I can't wait to see them again. I walked away feeling more satisfied than any orgasm could've provided me with.

Last but not least:

I don't like the Cure that much, but I danced with Tati and looked like a fucking hippie while doing it. I had mad fun though. They did a lot of songs from the new album, but they closed with 'Boys Don't Cry.' The goth kids dancing with their cloves...priceless.

Overall opinion:
Excellent show...soooooo not worth the $74 dollars I paid, but very good. Randall's Island isn't a bad venue...I'll be going back for Warped Tour (my first one!).


Other than that, nothing's been happening. I keep bailing on Ksenia, which I feel terrible about because I love her and miss her soooo much. JK, if you see this, remember that I love you guys and that you can always knock on my door, you have my address and I always appreciate stalking. :-p

I decided tonight that I was gonna get a tattoo or a piercing tomorrow. Song lyrics probably, but which ones? It's amazing how I can have ALLLLLL these ideas for a tattoo but when I decide on an actual date to get it done, I run dry. Dammit I hate that.

I was thinking of taking lyrics from 'Shutterbug' by Veruca Salt...nothing too major...the words "Last Living Rock Queen" on my back, with tiny stars. Yeah, that's it. Now, where to put it? Hipbone or back? Will decide on it in the morning.

And now I'm off to sleep. Wish me luck tomorrow! *mad love*
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Wednesday, May 19th, 2004

Time:2:53 pm.
Mood: relaxed.
I'm sitting in my boss' apartment.

I'm drinking a glass of excellent white wine and reading Vogue magazine.

She lives in a gorgeous apartment in Cinatown.

I'm taking a break from KROCK and listening to the classic rock station. Right now they're playing "You Really Got Me" by the Kinks.

The best part about this?

My boss is at the Cannes Film Festival until next week and can't bust me for drinking her wine, listening to her radio, using her computer, or putting my feet on her couch.

Too sweet. Envy me you fools!

"Even Aphrodite, she got nothin' on me..."
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Thursday, March 18th, 2004

Subject:Hey bitches.
Time:8:53 am.
Mood: happy.
Wow, it's been a while...I really need to update this stupid thing more. I've missed you all like crazy. How are you guys? Comment and let me know.

I have a new internship. I'm working for this artist named Maxi Cohen. She's definitely one of those "weirdo-artsy-fartsy-the-whole-world-revolves-around-me" types. It's been pretty regular (I do secretarial work), but my schedule is extremely gay...all I have free are Friday afternoons and weekends - I swear I've double-booked so many times it's sad. Oh well.

I have a date with a cute boy on Sunday!!!!! *stupid teeny-bopper moment* OMGZ! He's British and he looks like André 3000!!!!! He is so cute it hurts my feelings. The only downside is that he's SUCH a stoner...I mean jeez. But he's such a nice guy and he's so sweet.

Okay, enough babbling.

My eighteenth birthday is approaching soon. I don't know what to do for that day. I wanted to get a hotel room and invite some friends to hang out, but what if the people I invite argue with each other? I genuinely wanna start over with people and I want everyone to have a great time, but how can this happen when most of my friends can't stand each other? Hopefully, things will work out fine.

Who else wants to come to ze partay, by ze way?

Oh yeah, before I depart, guess who's going to see Every Time I Die, N*E*R*D, and Death Cab For Cutie?

*Hint hint, it's me*

Later gators. *love*
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Wednesday, February 11th, 2004

Subject:Oh my god this song is such the sex...
Time:10:14 pm.
Mood: mischievous.
Courtney Love - But Julian, I'm A Little Bit Older Than You:

Busty co-ed's live! Live! Live!
You'll crash that car man if you drive
I'm 1 800 1800 1800 WIIIIRED!!!!!

Triple X X X
It's time that you and me had lots and lots of meaningless sex
Erotic City V.I.P.
The porno-rific girl is me
I came, oh no, I faked it
He's still tied to the bed!
Adorable, affordable
Guaranteed discretion
In the story of my life, you'll barely get a mention

I see Paris, I see France,
Oh I can see your underpants
I see Paris, I see France,

Now, you come and baby, rip 'em off
Oh baby, I know where you live...

I'm overrated, desecrated,
Still somehow illuminated
I know I've gotta screw loose
Please meet me in the bedroom
I know you're dangerous, what a punk!
You would never sell out
Just like I did Playboy,
That was art, it didn't count!
I love the way your mouth fits mine
1 800 He's-So-Fine
I'm infrared, I'm in your head
We won't be leaving soon!

I see Paris, I see France,
Oh I can see your underpants
I see Paris, I see France,

Now, you come and baby, rip 'em off
Oh baby, I know where you live
I can smell her on you everywhere
Oh baby, I cannot forgive

And I'm comin' for YOOOOOOU!!!!!

Oi! Oi! Oi!
(Hey gabba gabba, hey gabba gabba, hey)
I know where you live
(Hey gabba gabba, hey gabba gabba, hey)
I'm a little bit older than you
(Than you, than yooou...)

You know how when your phone went dead?
Well that was me on the other end
You know how when your phone went dead?
Oh that was me on the other end!
And when I touched your limousine, I really felt the vibe
It said, "I love you baby girl, you know, 'cause I can read your mind!"

Shut UP! Shut UP! Shut UP!
(Yeah, I'm coming for you!)
I know where you live
(Hey gabba gabba, hey gabba gabba, hey)
I know where you live
(I'm a little bit older than you)
I know where you live


Download this song NOW (if you can find it, that is)!

*dances around to the music*
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Tuesday, February 10th, 2004

Subject:*giggles* These quizzes are so funny.
Time:9:22 pm.
Au Natural

Your Seduction Stye: "Au Natural"

You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it

That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!

The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism

You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world

Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in

You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?

You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways

Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you

As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.

What Kind of Seducer Are You?

More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva
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Monday, February 9th, 2004

Subject:Hey pretties!
Time:10:45 pm.
Mood: contemplative.
Oh wow, I can't believe how long it's freakin' been. Yes, I'm alive. I'm not in the brightest of spirits, but I'm much better than my last entry (thank you to everyone who read and/or commented on it - I love you guys).

Someone who was very close to me died last Monday. The funeral was yesterday. I swear, I cried for an hour straight. It was so unexpected, but then again, who expects anyone to die? Seriously, who? Tyler Durden says that we should all realize that we are going to die one day, but I think that, deep dpwn, we're all scared of death. I'm scared of dying, not because I don't want to, not because it scares me, but because of all the beautiful things I'll be leaving behind. Even simple things, like summer days and snowstorms and rain and grass, who in their right mind would wanna leave all that beauty behind?

In the last week I've tried to think about all those things that will eventually leave, but then I said to myself...


I wanna do everything and anything at least once before my time, and even if I don't get anything done, I'm happy with my life. When I think about it, it's not too shabby.

1) I have amazing friends - Livejournal friends included.
- You guys are smashing and I love you all. Even when you get all gay on me, you all make me smile and I've had some of my best times with you ("The Taco Bell Drive-Thru," "Starbucks and Jorge," Botanical Gardens, "Matrix style!," my 16th birthday, "The Rainbow Room," movie nights, late night conversations, and an assload more). Tati, Cam, Nick, Anne Maru, Erin, Heather, Joe, Mike, JK , Nirvanica, Annie, Bean...you guys are all special to me and I'm going to tell you so each and everytime I speak to you. For the LJ folks, if you would like random goodies from me, leave me your address and I'll get back to you. It'll probably take me a while (Branna and Mike, I have your presents and I will send them the minute I actually get cash, I swear!), but you'll get stuff. <3

2) As much as I don't get along with my family, I do love them and would like to end past beef.
- Don't get me wrong, my father beating me and my mother being an evil wench isn't right, but they're my parents and when it comes down to it, I will be sad to see them be put into the ground when it's their time to go. I recently spoke to my father and we'll be having lunch with my mother next sunday. I'm looking forward to it.

3) Even though the past month has been pretty crappy, I'm happy with the turnout.
- I've been looking at life differently. After the funeral, even though it was cold as hell and my eyes were puffy, everything seemed so *cheesy part* beautiful. The service taught me to keep everything special close to me and not to be afraid to embrace new things...after all, who knows when it'll be you who everyone mourns.

It's always sad to say goodbye to someone, whether they're leaving the city or leaving this life, but until it's time to go, live! Dance like nobody is watching, love like you'll never get hurt, hug a friend, say kind words to a stranger, yadda yadda yadda.

I hope this entry makes you think, I meant everything I wrote.

Let me know how you guys are, or IM me on ispeakmeepish. I miss you all.

Sweet dreams, kids.

Go and support your girl tommorow and buy her solo debut!
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Wednesday, January 7th, 2004

Subject:For anyone who has ridden the Staten Island Ferry...if you haven't, imagine it's any branch of the MTA.
Time:1:01 pm.
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Tuesday, January 6th, 2004

Time:6:10 pm.
Mood: cold.
Aurora: by Veruca Salt

How could you be everything
We were cracking you up to be
We're cracking ourselves up too
We're cracking ourselves up to be you

Had you in my hand now
Where'd you go
See you up ahead but I don't know
If I can go as far as you go

Everything keeps happening
And it's happening to me
I'm losing sight of its meaning
You blew away the meaning

I had it in my hand now
Where'd it go
I see you up ahead but I don't know
If I can go as far as you go

And everyone keeps telling me that this is good
I needed you to tell me it was good too

Had you in my hand now
Where'd you go
I see you up ahead but I don't know
If I can go as far as you go
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