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My New Years was crazy as hell.
Lesson learned :Never judge a book by its cover, because even the most conservatice girl will expose her breasts while intoxicated.
New Years Resolution: Stop making New Years Resolutions
I am ready to go home now.
P.S. Livejournal, no one is going to hijack you.
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[01 Jan 2003|08:27pm] |
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My New Years was crazy as hell.
Lessoned Learned: Never judge a book by its cover
New Years Resolution: Stop making New Years Resolutions
I'm ready to go home.
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[08 Sep 2001|12:55pm] |
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I was going to try and avoid writing about this because I just don't want to get invovled in drama. But I think it has gotten totally out of hand.
I've known Cathy Bird for roughly 6 years now. You have no idea how many fights we have gotten in. NO IDEA. I myself have called her a slut to her face on numerous occasions. We've been really mean to one another, we really have. If I could go back and take every time I was mean to her in the past back I would because against popular belief she is a nice person. Everyone makes mistakes.
Okay so she has had sex. A lot of people do. I don't think I have ever seen so many people cause such a commotion over it. Really, it's no big deal. The only person's sex life anyone should concern themselves with is their own. Get a life.
And did everyone suddenly forget that it takes two people to have sex? The mistakes she made as far as sleeping with certain boys are just as much theirs as they are hers. What is even more gross is that most of the people who did indeed have sex with her were friends. What does that say about you them? About thier character and morals? They've basically had sex with one another. I wonder if they even realize how gross that is. And the girlfriends they have now, well, in some twisted they are having sex with her too. They happend to make the same decsions as she did and no matter how much shit they talk about her, no matter how much they threaten her, no matter what they do it is something they are always, always going to have to live with. It's not possible to take sex back. Maybe the next time these kids have sex they should at least take a few weeks to get to know someone... because I am sure if they had done that none of this would be going on now. Here's an idea... the time you spent fucking could have been the time spent talking to Cathy and realizing maybe it's a good idea not to like her...let alone date her or have sex with her. Morons. Acting like you are 5 was only cool when you were 5.
And as for this whole stalking thing.. Cory, get over yourself. Honestly. I am sure you were a nice kid when you both dated and I know she liked you but that accusation is ridiculous. Cathy went to shows before for she even knew you. She went to shows when she knew you. While you were dating... well she went to shows then too. It should be no surprise that after you broke up she is going to go to shows. I mean you were dumb enough to say you loved Cathy after you had dated for like 2 weeks are you really dumb enough to believe that she just started to go to shows because you are there? I know that from the start I never thought much of you and vice versa but I am sure you are better person than that.
And as for anyone else who is trying to involve me in all of this drama... fuck you. Honestly. Just because I am friends with Cathy doesn't mean I do what she does. We are such good friends because we are exact opposites. I've never slept with any of your friends, chances are I probably don't know them. I am not the nicest person in the world but I am not the kind of person to talk random shit.. especially about kids I have never talked to.
So. Just get over it. I think everyone and their mother knows by now that a bunch of people don't like Cathy. Okay, she knows that. No one ever asked you to like her, no one said to get involved with her... or to date her or to have sex with her. If you see her at a show just ignore her, because chances are she is going to be at shows. This time next year she will be in Chicago and no one will have to deal with her. How about you get a head start on forgetting her.
Oh and I did hear about a boy threatening Cathy. He implied that she may physically get hurt. This is coming from a boy... to a girl. I don't know this boy personally but that's pretty pathetic. Would anyone honestly stoop that low?
Anyways. That's it. And please if anyone happens to read this and disagrees with what I have to say that's fine. I am sure everyone that is involved with this is a nice person on some level... try to be a little civil about things.
P.S. Don't waste your time responding to it and telling me how ugly I am or correcting my spelling/grammatical errors. Be a little creative.
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[05 Sep 2001|11:52pm] |
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Sweet lord I am dying. My nose doesn't want to be affiliated with my face anymore so it has decided to sneeze itself right off. I sneezed 6 times in a row...6! Hopefully I will get better cause if not tomorrow I will have to buy some Nyquil.... which is something I would rather not do.
Grr.
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[03 Sep 2001|01:26am] |
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xstarsinmyeyesx: I had sex with the Devil today.
malady entrails: Okay.
malady entrails: Who did you have sex with?
xstarsinmyeyesx: The Devil.
malady entrails: Um okay.
malady entrails: Did you for real have sex with anyone today?
xstarsinmyeyesx: Yes... the devil.
xstarsinmyeyesx: Am I not saying this right?
malady entrails: Who is the devil?
xstarsinmyeyesx: Satan. Lucifer. The Fallen Angel.
malady entrails: Oh, um okay.
xstarsinmyeyesx: Yep.
malady entrails: My cousin and I are now in that metal band.
xstarsinmyeyesx: IN the ass too.
malady entrails: We tried out and the one guitar player went down to bass and let my cousin play guitar, so my cousin and I are the guitarists. They are like bragging to everyone about us cause my cousin and I can solo like crazy and we are gonna put in like dual solo's in songs and stuff. We hung out with like the band and there friends all day.
xstarsinmyeyesx: Can Satan join your band? Apparently we are an item. I mean geez, you let a guy fuck you up the ass and he thinks youre married.
malady entrails: Um.
xstarsinmyeyesx: Good think you never had anal sex with me huh?
malady entrails: I don't understand this conversation at all, usually I would be all up for talking about anal sex because I love having it with girls but I don't know, I am just not horny right now. My life turned really upside down today.
malady entrails: Opps.
xstarsinmyeyesx: Did Satan fuck you up the ass too?!
xstarsinmyeyesx: THAT RAT BASTARD!
malady entrails: I don't know if I said it right but I mean't that my life is really good now.
xstarsinmyeyesx: Because you had anal sex with Satan?
malady entrails: Um.
xstarsinmyeyesx: Yeah anal sex can really clean your system out you know, get you going
xstarsinmyeyesx: Like strong coffee or cafinated mints of some sort
malady entrails: Okay enough talk about anal sex I am getting horny.
xstarsinmyeyesx: YOu should masturbate to the thought of Satan giving it to me up the ass with a hand saw
malady entrails: Haha.
malady entrails: Whats up with you tonight? Are you pissed off or something.
xstarsinmyeyesx: Nothing like a hand saw in the ass
malady entrails: You are talking like how I always talk.
xstarsinmyeyesx: Having Satan violate your rectal cavity can do that to a person
malady entrails: Fun.
malady entrails: You should come over. *wink wink*
xstarsinmyeyesx: Are you going to lick my butt?
malady entrails: Anything you want.
xstarsinmyeyesx: So you're saying you would lick my ass?
malady entrails: I have done that before.
malady entrails: Not to you.
malady entrails: But to a girl before.
malady entrails: I love it.
xstarsinmyeyesx: So you would?
malady entrails: Of course.
xstarsinmyeyesx: You like poop in your mouth?
malady entrails: Why not.
xstarsinmyeyesx: Because it's poop.
xstarsinmyeyesx: Like rotted food in shit form
malady entrails: If I eat pussy it's near the same place as a girl pisses.
xstarsinmyeyesx: pisses? I didn't know I had a pissie.
malady entrails: Whatever.
xstarsinmyeyesx: Major Loser.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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[31 Aug 2001|04:09pm] |
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Last night was pretty crazy, I babysat and then Teresa, Anne and Bobbie came and got me. We went to Naryan's and sat around.. everyone was drunk. Dominic kept asking me to sit on his lap, but he was standing. Then me and Bobbie had to take Teresa's car and drop Anne off and go get Bobbie's car... I had to drive Teresa's car back to Naryan's. Her car is huge, HUGE. We got lost in the ghetto... for some reason we thought he lived on Maryland but he lives on Newport. Went back to the party, drank 2 Mike's Hard Ice Tea's. They are okay but I got a headache. After awhile me and Bobbie wanted to leave, everyone was being a little too friendly. Dee was telling us how she loves being an alcholic. So we got Gil and his brother and headed on home.
This morning I had to wake up at like 10:00 and go babysit again. I got home and was here for like 5 minutes then Teresa and Anne came and picked me up. We went to the mall and ate.
I am going to Canada tonight so Natalie can get her tattoo and Anne can get her ears stretched. Cathy was supposed to come but she ditched out on me... big surprise. So I guess that means that I will be going to another party tonight. I am not sure if that is a good or a bad thing yet. We will find out.
Nolan left for Chicago today, I hope he got there okay.
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[27 Aug 2001|10:36pm] |
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I am too lazy to update this journal on a daily basis. Summer is over, and the last night I could stay out late was spent wisely, with my favoritest of people. Yes, I am fairly certain favoritest is not a word.
So in the past week I watched my favorite movie with my favorite person, my bones were jumped by a boy with an accent, I lost my wallet, and got a new tattoo (which hurt like a motherfucker and is still aching as I type this). Tomorrow I start school. As for now, I am going to bed.
"hey what you got over there, can I have some of that?"
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[22 Aug 2001|10:13pm] |
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Oh wait...
Was that you turning into every other boy on the planet?
Yes it was.
I am fucking sick to my stomach.
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[21 Aug 2001|01:49am] |
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Starting tomorrow I have exactly one week of summer left. I plan to make the best of these next 7 days. This time next year I will be in Chicago. In 2.5 years I will be 20. Everything is happening way too soon for me. Stop. Breathe.
Today was good. I went to registration for school, it took forever though because every year there is always some complication with my paper work. My school ID this year - completely jacked, no doubt. My schedule for senior year is:
1. Creative writing
(First hour second semester is Psychology)
2. Alegbra
3. Journalism
4. French II
5. Ceramics II
6. Sociology
(Sixth hour second semester is Ceramics III)
7. Metals
(Seventh hour second semester will soon be Metals II and/ or Film Lit.)
Tonight was good. Me and Cathy went to a show... kind of. More like sat on the ghetto play scape that was falling apart and ate pop rocks. We never made it inside which is okay because the turn out happend to be about a million idiot kids. Instead we went downtown and ate at Niki's. We got a table outside and the view was nice since it is right across from the casino and in the middle of everything. There were christmas lights on the trees. I loved it. After that we took a ride on the people mover. I did a little dance for the cameras they had like everywhere. That thing is super scary, it makes these loud annoying noises. Geeze Louise. After that we decided to go back to the show to see if anyone that was not a complete ass had shown up. Bushes are bad, so are interior lights on Cavaliers. My bestfriend, she's the best.
I think I am going to go visit my bed now.
P.S. If you want me to love you forever you will buy me Rushmore. Max Fischer, I will have you.
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[12 Aug 2001|08:21pm] |
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So I sold out and got a live journal just like everyone and their mom. Well I was at it I decided to do a survey, too.
general.
your name: nicole lynn argy
your nicknames: nicole.
your birthday: november 22
your location: grosse pointe
school name: grosse pointe south
sex: female
about you.
hair color: brownish-blacky-red
eye color: brown.
height: 5'6 ... god damnit.
shoe size: 8
do you care about the way you look: probably
do you get tan: very much so
do you have contacts or glasses: no
do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend: boys are the root of all that's evil
are you a...
wuss: i could beat you up
class clown: kind of
goodie two shoes: nope
daydreamer: yes
freak: nope
angel: nope
nerd: yes
ditz: no, but i do fall down stairs pretty easily
have you ever...
eaten an entire box of oreos: uhm, gross
been in a car accident: 3 of them
climbed a mountain: yes, but it wasn't very big
stayed home on a saturday night just because: who hasn't?
in the past week, have you...
cried: yes, but only cause they cut off all of my hair
not known the answer in class: i don't have classes right now
worn a skirt: no
worn a tie: no
been mean: probably
been sarcastic: of course
gone for a walk: yes
gone out for dinner: yes
met someone new: yes
said "i love you": yes
taken a test: no
missed someone: yes
hugged someone: yes
danced with someone: i dance in my underwear all the time
had a nightmare: no
fought with your parents: no
fought with a friend: a small argument maybe
kissed someone: no
last time you...
showered: at 3:00
were lonely: right now
were hungry: i just ate some salad
are you talking to someone online: no, i am playing internet checkers
the feelings side.
what do you feel about the ouija board: i don't really care
worst feeling in the world: heartbreak
one thing you want to change about yourself: nothing
are you a health freak: nope
have you met anyone famous: DJ Assault told me i was cute on saturday
the past side.
memory [thing] you miss most: thursday
thing you regretted doing after you did it: failing math, making fun of people.... blah blah, doesnt matter now though, can't take any of it back... so why waste my time worrying about it?
memory you would like to forget: seriously though, every plymouth kid (by that I mean boy) that has ever exsisted
last person you talked to on the phone: anne
last thing you said: "i'll get it in the morning"
last song you listened to: kashmir - led zeppelin
tv show you wish they re-air again: freaks and geeks
the future side.
occupation: publisher or buyer
dream car: bentley
marriage: to someone i love very much
kids: yes
honeymoon: italy... thailand.... greece
where will you live: chicago or new york, maybe both
favorites.
toothpaste: aquafresh
soap: herbal essences bodywash
picture that is the nearest to you: pictuers of me and cathy or pictures of me and brian
tv show: will and grace
movie: rushmore
song: i have a new favorite song like every 2 seconds
coffee or hot chocolate: carmel apple cider
lace or satin: cotton
color: red
new or old: both
jeans or cords: jeans
sweater or sweatshirt: sweater
t-shirt or tank top: depends on the weather
rose or lily: daisies
private school or public school: public
chocolate milk or plain: chocolate
spring or fall: fall
history or science: history
oldies or pop: oldies.... elvis!
favorite smell: a certain boy
do you have a crush on someone: kind of, but it's useless
if so who: none of your damned business, that's who
do you have a best friend: cathy bird is my favorite
do you rank your call waiting in order of favorite friends: wha??
who's your funniest friend: all of my friends are very funny
who do you e.mail the most: no one right now, i am pretty bad at keeping up with things like that
who's the loudest: jain
who's the quietest: cathy
whose parents do you know the best: cathy's
who do you go to for advice: myself
who do you go to to talk to about girls or guys: cathy
who knows all your secrets: cathy
who do you get the most surveys from: no one in particular
who are you jealous of: if you know me, you know who
who has the best room: me!
who do you cry with/to: myself and cathy, when i have bad haircuts
have you ever...
worn undergarments belonging to someone of the opposite sex: boxers? mmm hmm
run away from cops: yes
followed your crush around: no
what are the most important qualities in your mate: honesty.
what are the least important qualities in your mate: i try not to worry about things that are unimportant
what's the first thing you look for in a guy/girl: personality
what's the last thing you look for in a guy/girl: who knows
total turn on: when boys smell like clean laundry and have nice hip bones
turn off: cocky attitude
random questions.
do you make fun of people: oh man even if i said yes that would be an understatement
favorite ice cream flavor: white chocolate mousse (sp?)
why did you do this survey: sheer boredom
StrsFallen: you're going to name your kid atticus?
xstarsinmyeyesx: yes. shush. mike is naming his mikaila.
StrsFallen: dude, both of you should be shot right in the face.
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