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Saturday, January 31st, 2004
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i will no longer be posting in this journal...
you can find me at dead_2_you
add me
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Thursday, January 29th, 2004
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i need someone to take this weight off my chest. not push it harder. this life is a journey. this life is a test. a test of my willpower. can i make it through? or will i fail? i need some support. to hold my weak knees. i need a talk. i need someone to tell me i'm going to make it. i need the confidence. i need the motivation. i don't need your arguements. i don't need you to put more pressure on me. i need your help. your my mother. aren't you supposed to help me? all your doing is making me think i am going to fail. all your doing is making this harder. i can't have a million things flying at me all at once. i have to take things slow. i understand you want me to succeed. but it's so hard when it feels like your not helping. it's so hard when it feels like your pressuring me to do a thousand things at once. it's hard. i'm going crazy just thinking about all the things i need to do. and your constant anger and yelling is not helping. you are my mother. not my principal. it's hard. it's so hard... to keep going.
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Wednesday, January 28th, 2004
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Attention if some one would like to do me a huge favor and let me move in with you. i can't take my mother right now. can somebody please just let me move in for a little while. i'm willing to pay rent, but i'm kinda broke, and i know i'm probably gonna sound stupid but if you could keep the rent to a low price i'll be able to pay you. someone please take me into consideration becasue i just cannot stand it here anymore.
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changed other journal dramatically...
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Sunday, January 25th, 2004
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| Time: | 8:50 pm. |
| Mood: | angry...GRRRR. |
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i want to kill my manager. plain and simple. he is an asshole. this has been your public service announcment. thank you.
moving on, this weekend was awesome. spent the night at erich's. had a blast over there. next day went to work, that wasn't so bad, i was gonna ask amanda if i could gom home first cuz i was going to my friend amanda's [ironic] house. walked into work and she had already asked mark if she could stay. i was elated. got off work went to amanda's. had a BLAST over there. woke up and today i had the day from hell. work sucked. my manager pissed me off all day. my mother is pissing me off now. nagging me about some fucking FAFSA shit. asking me to send her a picture i took of her bed from my digital camera. frankly i'm to fucking lazy to do it right now. if she wants pictures she can buy her own digital camera. that camera is mine to take MY pictures. jesus. and i have to talk to andy and he's not answering his phone. i think he's still at band practice. dammit. i fucking hate everything right now. and i don't know why. i just want to go to sleep. but i need to talk to andy. fuck this. fuck this world. seriously.
<3 Kaytee
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livejournal is being fucking gay. so i just typed in this whole entrie and it got deleted. fuck you livejournal.
be any ways i had a fun time at amandas house. chad, his girlfriend, andy c, john, and andy p. were there. it was fun. we all just kinda chilled.
*thank you andy for calling me and telling me that desperado was on*
i was watching the quick and the dead. and i want to watch the mask of zoro [starring hot sexy mexican antonio banderas] nut it's on at 8. and i'll still be at work probably. that sucks.
my dad changed the channel so i guess i don't get to watch leonardo dicaprio die. and this makes me sad. cuz that is the funniest part in the movie. damn.
*i love you*
"i like looking at you."-Andy p.
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Saturday, January 24th, 2004
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so i'm gonna spend the night at amandas house tonight! i get to see ambellina again! yay! i'm so excited! ok well i'm gonna get going cuz i should get there soon!
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arg i'm so tired. i accutally got to sleep on the couch this time. and i have to go to work at like 5 or 4 or something. i really don't care. i'm outta here...
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Friday, January 23rd, 2004
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| Time: | 12:01 pm. |
| Mood: | cold. |
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"i, i wish, that you could share the love you've shared with others, with me."
"i want you to know that i miss you, i miss you so."
you still didn't answer me...did you?
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Thursday, January 22nd, 2004
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i bought my sweetheart dress today! liane said andy would drop dead when he saw me in it? did you? i feel so pretty when things like this come about. i get to dress up and get fancy just for one night. i think this is what i need. just a nice fancy time out every once in a while. it would be nice. but it wouldn't happen. sadly. ahh well. i'm starting to think that people really don't care about me at ihok. i dunno. it's just this weird gut feeling that everyone is against me again. i had some pretty cool talks with liane on the way to the mall. like how i knew i was gonna be a fucked up kid when i was like 8. i used to think about a bunch of weird shit. like what it would be like when you die. could you still have thought when you die? just see dark and still think? i remember this one time, we were still living in the mobile home...so i was really young. i was going to go to bed and i was lying down and my mom was getting mad cuz i wouldn't go to sleep. so i asked her what it would be like if i was blind. she told me to shut my eyes and i'd find out. but that wasn't what i wanted to know. the fact that if i were blind and never knew how pretty a flower is, or what my mothers face looked like, or to never be able to see a rainbow, or snow. thats what i wanted to know. i wanted to know the emotional effect it would have on me, or a blind person. then we started talking about religion. but we won't get into that. i dunno. sometimes i think i was doomed to be a weird kid who thinks about crap all the time. i mean does every 4 year old kid think about what it's like when you die? or what it's like to be blind? i dunno. i used to cry myself to sleep when i would think about these things. and seeing as i was afraid of dying when i was young. now i can think about it and not get so freaked out. i'm not afraid to die anymore. sometimes i think i'm to philosophical. i think to much. someone needs to turn off my brain. <3 Kaytee
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i'm home from school i'm bored someone call me!
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Wednesday, January 21st, 2004
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commenting is friends only now...
sorry nicole
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"tonight i thought to myself, 'why?' i threw up most of the food i ate today. noone cared. then i thought 'why don't i just run this truck into a tree and get it over with?' then i thought,'why would anyone care?' then i tried drowning myself in the stagnent water in my bath tub as i was taking a shower. then i thought,'they still won't care.' then i thought 'why don't i just slit my wrists?' then i remembered, they still won't care. when will they care? when will you care? when will i care?
we won't."
/end/
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i seriosuly have no idea whats going on... all i know is that tonight... this half gallon of banana spilt ice cream is so being finished off tonight... by me and me only...
sympathy ice cream...your coming home with mamma...
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I am heaven sent Don't you dare forget I am all you ever wanted What all the other boys all promised Sorry I told I just needed you to know I think in decimals and dollars I am the cause to all your problems Shelter from cold We are never alone Coordinate brain and mouth Then ask me what it's like to have myself so figured out I wish I knew I hope this song starts a craze. The kind of song that ignites the airwaves The kind of song that makes people glad to be where they are with whoever they're there with This is war Every line is about who I don't wanna write about anymore. I hopeyou come down with something they can't diagnose, and don't have the cure for Holding on to your grudge Oh it's so hard to have someone to love And keeping quiet is hard Cause you can't keep a secret if it never was a secret to start (you could at least pretend you didn't want to get caught) We're consentrating on falling apart We were contenders and we're now throwing the fights I just want to believe...I just want to believe..I just want to believe.. in us We are [I am] entirely smooth yes,we admit to the truth We are [I am]the best at what we do And these are the words you wish you wrote down This is the way you wish your voice sounds Handsome and smart Ooh, my tongue's the only muscle on my body that works harder than my heart And it's all from watching t.v. And from speeding up my breathing I would'nt stop if I could it hurts to be this good and you're holding on to your grudge Oh, it hurts to always have to be honest with the one that you love so let it go This is the grace only we can bestow This is the price you pay for loss of control This is the break in the bend This is the closest of calls This is the reason you're alone This is the rise and fall
yeah sorry for all the brand new lyrics as my posts...i've just been listening to them non stop...and they have some meaning to me right now...
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We saw the western coast. I saw the hospital. Nurse the shoreline like a wound. We paint a lover's tryst. We're neither clear nor descript. We kept it safe and slow. The quiet things that no one ever knows. Keep the blood in your head and keep your feet on the ground. Today's the day it gets tired. Today's the day we drop down. Give up my body in bed. All for an empty hotel. Wasting words on lowercases and capitals. I contemplate the day we wed. Your friends are boring me to death. Your veil is ruined in the rain. By then you like to do without. There's nothing new to talk about. And though our kids are blessed, the parents let them shoulder all the blame. Keep the blood in your head and keep your feet on the ground. Today's the day it gets tired. Today's the day we drop down. Give up my body in bed. All for an empty hotel. Wasting words on lowercases and capitals. I lie for only you. And I lie well. Halleluh. Keep the blood in your head and keep your feet on the ground. Today's the day it gets tired. Today's the day we drop down. Give up my body in bed. All for an empty hotel. Wasting words on lowercases and capitals.
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"well if it means something then why should we care what other people think?" "you have a really good point there."
yeah well i just found out that i failed my newspaper final. because i dodn't get the layout in. i got the other half of my final done and i didn't get the sample layout we were supposed to do. 50% on my newspaper final. i got a b on my english final. everything else i have no fucking clue what i got. but frankly i really don't care.
so i think things may be working out for us and everything. but i'm still not 100% sure. and i want to be 100% sure. yeah...
i took some more pictures of myself last night. as soon as i charge my batteries in my camera i'll post them. yeah. i guess thats all for now...
i'll talk to you kids after school
/love/ Kaytee
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| Time: | 6:36 am. |
| Mood: | crappy. |
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i feel like absolute shit today...
today is not gonna blow over well...
i don't know what i'm talking about...
today is gonna suck.
and i am the epitomie of all things crappy today.
oh fucking joy...
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Tuesday, January 20th, 2004
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| Time: | 9:46 pm. |
| Mood: | suddenly depressed. |
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I'm sorry people make mistakes. i'm sorry i made you mad at me. i wasn't trying to make you mad. i'm so sorry. /end/
i am a fuck up. i am a failure at life. i'm sorry. i'm apologizing to everyone.
If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand. I hope you find out what you want. I already know what I am. And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again. And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am. I'll grow old and start acting my age. I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate. A crown of gold. A heart that's harder than stone. And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget. If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state. You can keep to yourself. I'll keep out of your way. And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down. Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out. It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room, when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds. So call it quits or get a grip. Say you wanted a solution. You just wanted to be missed. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget... You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold. Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close. You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin. Standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.
i'm sad...who's holding me tonight?
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well today started off good then all hell broke loose... *shortest relationship for kaytee* 23 hours and some odd minutes. it's a new fucking record.
i'm not really that upset about it. i mean...it wasn't really anything to start so whats 23 hours and some odd minutes right? well it was something to me. i dunno what i'm talking about. i don't know how to word it. ehhhh.
well tomorrow me and the jimbers are hanging out! it's gonna be a blast!
i'm taking your advice levi. thank you for being such a great friend. i love you to death.
well...i guess i can't say i love you anymore can i?
<3, kisses, and goodnight, Kaytee
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