| Ces't moi. Not much to speak of...unless you use bad words that wud hut my wittle feelings. But I'm sure I can rack my brain for annecdotes that would be fit to tell at parties. Then you can go to a party and say, "This crazy girl with no real intent to inform me of anything worth knowing created a webpage and rambled on about herself forever and ever and I was bored enough to sit and read it all. Would you like to hear about it?" Yeah, take pictures of the looks you get when you spring that line on a room of unsuspecting party-goers and send them to me so I can laugh. Ha ha. But yeah, this is where I'll post excerpts of my daily life...A diary of sorts. I promise nothing except quite a bit of honesty. I hope you can possibly relate to some of the things that go on in my life, because if you can't...well then I really am a freak now aren't I? Ps-This picture is misleading. I look average, typical, even happy. But you'll find, if you read what ever nonsense I place on the remainder of this page, I'm not any of those, with a few exceptions. If you'd like to know anything more, IM me (AIM): alullabyofsirens, or email me: [email protected] |
| July 1, 2003 Hey, it's been um...like 6 months since I started this thing and this my first "entry" so to speak. But that's ok, because no one has ever really read this have they? Haha, with the exception of those whom I made sit and read all of it (Jeremy, Tim, Jillian). Yep, it's official, I'm pathetic. Oh well. I went to Water World with Loranda, James, Jillian, Jamie, Curtis, Cody, and Hans yesterday. It was a blast aside from the guys ditching us at first and my killer sunburn that I'm currently nursing with an idustrial size bucket of Aloe Vera (thank you Jillian). But we checked out some guys, ate some junk food, stood in line for a few rides, and had an all around good time. Did I mention my hellacious sunburn? Oh right...I did. It's bad, owww. But maybe I'll get some color! And then I'll look decent in my bathing suit and I can go again and get some more color! All the guys at Water World will be checking out me and my also perfectly tan friends instead of us prowling around trying to see and not be seen! Ah, alright enough with this optimistic crap...I'm going to sting and be miserable for days reguardless of how much Aloe I slather on my blistering skin and then...I'M GOING TO PEEL!!! AHHHHHHH!!! I'll be the incredible shedding Miranda for a few more days until, (ta-da) I'm back to "put on your sunglasses, you're about to be blinded by my frighteningly white legs" Miranda. Isn't summer fun? Oh, and then...smack in the middle of my skin-molting, I'm going to have to leave for Utah. Woo-hoo ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Mormon-ville USA. So I get to ride in a car with my mom for three hours to Rawlins (shedding all the way), and then I get to spend another four lovely hours with my bio-dad in a car with no air conditioning, no stereo, and an AM radio. BUT WAIT! There's more! I get to my dad's house, wait for about three hours, shoving my older brother's cheesy friends away from me with one arm and holding off my little brother and his barrage of Hot Wheels with the other until my grandparents show up. I load all of my things into their great car (still no stereo, but it has A.C. and it's convertible) and drive for ANOTHER two hours to (no joke) Pleasant Grove, Utah. That's where I'll spend the next 10 days, shoving off my cousins' cheesy friends and trying to get some sleep in the 98 degree attic. And to top it all off, I'LL STILL BE SHEDDING!!!! I love family visits, they make you so greatful for things like locks on bedroom doors, or sunday mornings spent sleeping rather than getting up at the butt-crack of dawn to march sleepily to a pagan church with a bunch of hypocritical idiots. Things like that...just the little things. On the up-side, from every family visit, there is a return. Return to friends, your own bed, society, privacy, electricity...and in this case FRONTIER DAYS!! While one could do without the cowboy-hat-wearing, city-street-clogging, inquisitive, annoying, and ignorrant tourists that come with the anual celebration of something called "western herritage", it is a rather fun time. Three Doors Down is coming with Our Lady Peace and Staind with StaticX, not to mention the carnival. I'm still going to the nightshows with Jeremy as far as I know. Though I'm still debating over whether or not seeing Staind is worth watching him drool over Shalia...good thing I only got two tickets for Three Doors Down. But I'll get to go on rides with my friends and who knows...maybe I'll see Colt agian? Ha! That'll be the day. But anyway, there's my summer plans for the next month. Like I said...it's official, I'm pathetic. |
| July 16, 2003 Hello to anyone sad enough to read this. I'm back from Utah and I brought ma cousine' Heather back with me. It's been fun so far, having her here. We had a pretty good time there too. But yeah...I'm really, um, unstable right now. I don't know if I should be incredibly sad and introspective or if I should drive an iron stake through Jeremy's forehead with a sledge hammer. (Jillian votes for door number 2!!) He apparently got mad that I didn't say goodbye before I left...and the fact that I tried tracking him down to do just that for nearly FOUR HOURS has no bearing on the situation in any way. So...he proceded to write me a LOVING email which I am going to place here for your viewing enjoyment. Laugh at me for I am a fool. "Dearest Miranda, I wish I could be writing to you to tell you of a good story, or of something funny that happened to me earlier today, but I'm not. I think I have come upon the decision to wipe you out of my life. You will be a shadow to me in a place already too dark to even see. I am going on, and I pray to god you do the same, for your sake. If not, you will stay in your lonely hole till the words I am saying to you finally take heed. I'm sorry it had to end this way, but I find it fit. I will cause you no more pain. If I see you, I will be sure to swiftly pass you by, and I hope to not even notice you. See you on the other side...... Jeremy P.S. Good luck in the future with your little fag boy and your butt buddy friends. I'm sure they will bring you plenty of happiness. And also, I would recommend that you stop looking to others, especially boys, to make you happy and fulfilled. It will only throw you deeper into your world of bullshit and arsenic dreams..." Bullshit and arsenic dreams...how fucking poetic. Thank you Jeremy. |
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