October 2003
October 5 2003, 7:57 PM
Had a great weekend. Hung out with the brother, went to a rocking party, had an excellent show. Not much else to say.
C a Girl
October 7 2003, 6:25 AM
Did some thinking on the ride home last night. I was hanging out with Justin and Abram and having a great time. And flirting. A lot. Abram is my new official fake boyfriend. I decline to comment further.
But my favorite delusion decided to talk with me on the way home. The Fool. HIM. The Stag King. Whatever. He said: "you can run from your destiny forever if you want." I had half a mind to punch him in the face, but of course, he doesn't really exist (or maybe I'm the one who doesn't exist, doesn't matter, no time for an existential crisis). In any case, he continued against my arguing that "it's my birth-right, blah, blah, blah, the future is calling, blah, blah, blah, I need only to accept my destiny." Bullshit. Get out of my head delusion. Tree, if you're reading, let me know when you feel the faeries again. They're up to something.
I think the future called the wrong number. And I need some stronger medication. Don't tell anybody, but I'm crazy (possibly crazier than Tori Amos).
C a Girl
October 8 2003, 1:40PM
Fucking sick.
Anime music rocks.
Pancakes are like crack.
Kazaa sucks.
C a Girl
October 15 2003, 3:21AM
So... Haven't been around in awhile. I've been moonlighting with another diary. Not that you care.
Stuff's been going on. Nothing I care to write about too much, except for cryptically.
Song lyrics I'm working on. Check it:
Some one just like me
Who can love you better
Some one just like me
Who can love you baby
This is my fucking nightmare
This was a goddamn dream
I broke my ankle and my heart
In just one bloody scream
I'm riding home in the rain
My face is burning with shame
The only thing to dampen these flames
Is to hear someone call your name
(And I feel like dying)
Am I getting through to you?
(And I think I'm dying)
Am I getting through to me?
(And I feel like dying)
Am I getting through to you?
(And I think I'm dying)
Someone just like me
Male vocals (I think). Stuff in parentheses is sung in an upscale, at a slower pace. Stuff outside is sung sort of angry, with lots of snap and whip. There's more to it at the beginning, but I don't feel like revealing it just yet. If you like it, drop me a line. If it sucks, fuck off. Seriously.
C a Girl
October 19 2003, 8:04PM
Stuff. Has been going on. Though adding it is not on top of my addendum. I want to share. But if you want to know. You might ask me. In a personal manner. So. Yeah. Later hippies.
C a Girl
October 24 2003, 5:33AM
The Nothing is going on vacation for awhile. Not literally. I've been spending lots of time with the livejournal and little to no time with this one. So this diary will be something of a lost venture. The archives will remain up. If you're really sad, bitch at me and I might bring it back.
C a Girl