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Wednesday, July 20th, 2005
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i haven't touched this journal in months. i moved to one journal, and i made a journal for friends from school.
then i realized how ridiculous it all was. it was like leading separate lives.
so i've learned the lovely usage of a "filter" and have put everything into one journal. it was mostly public for awhile, but i've decided to make it friends only as well.
if this will even appear on your friends page, i don't know, because i haven't used this in forever...but feel free to add me at my new journal.
rosepetals_fall is the username.
ps;
updates in my life:
-i have gotten over any and every ex-boyfriend i've had.
-i am falling in love with a boy who makes my heart smile.
-i'm a happy person in general now.
-my updates don't make you want to slit your wrists anymore.
-i still do have my bouts of sadness, as does any other person, so if you can't deal with that, go away.
♥ loove.
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Tuesday, January 25th, 2005
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NEW JOURNAL. COMMENT AND LEAVE A MESSAGE IF YOU WANT ME TO ADD YOU.
i can't put what the journal name is in here because of dan. so just let me know and i'll figure it out.
♥ i really liked this journal, too. :(
edit: if you like having me on your friends list, you can keep this one on there, too. i'm not sure if i'm going to get rid of this one or not since i've had it for like a year. so i might end up coming back to this one, but it's up to you if you want to un-add it.
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Wednesday, November 3rd, 2004
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i know i just posted MY rantings and ravings about the election. but. this is stolen from blackheartgirl.
I mourn the loss of freedom, justice, and liberality.
Goodbye, reproductive rights.
Goodbye, allies.
Goodbye, gay rights.
Goodbye, education.
Goodbye, faith in democracy.
Goodbye, freedom.
Goodbye, Church vs. State.
Goodbye, respect for the environment.
Goodbye, middle-class jobs.
Goodbye, gun control.
Goodbye, social progressives.
Goodbye, human rights.
Goodbye, international community.
Hello, outsourcing.
Hello, unemployment.
Hello, oil price hikes.
Hello, pre-emptive war in the Middle East.
Hello, world-wide hatred for Americans.
Hello, Patriot Act.
Hello, conservative right-wing agenda.
Hello, plummeting economy.
Hello, tax evasion shelters.
Hello, gang violence.
Hello, poverty.
Hello, corporate corruption.
Hello, defecit.
Hello, innocent victims of war.
Hello, police state.
Hello, World War III.
Your children will be cleaning up the mess Bush's terms have made years from now. Don't blame me. I voted Kerry.
"In a time of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act."
-- George Orwell
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Friday, September 10th, 2004
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| Subject: | friends cut. |
| Time: | 5:09 pm. |
| Mood: |  sleepy. | | Music: | blue and yellow.. |
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these are the people who are cut. i feel like a reality tv show. have a problem or something? leave a comment.
goddamn
infatuatedx
juneau
boychild
britrocks4eva
codexavellum
continuous
deadstars
foinf
ezracrizzack
heroineangel
kindofperfect
markyboie
musicandmisery
ghostwalker
noiights
omissdirectiono
silencethemall
xshadesofgrey
nothing personal at all. just they don't comment. at all. so i'm weeding it out, and at least i won't be on your friend's entries.
see ya.
edit: there are a couple people i'm thinking of taking off my list. i don't know if they actually read my journal at all. they would be, brittlemadness4, cellerdoor12.
why do i feel so bitchy doing this? it's just hard to keep up with all these people on my friends page, and if they aren't reading my stuff i shouldn't read theirs.
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Wednesday, August 25th, 2004
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Monday, August 23rd, 2004
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happy birthday to my boyfriend, frankie :).
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i did a slight friends cut.
ps. this thing is funny, i'm straight and most of these things have to do with girls. except like two of them. haha oh man.
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This is the problem with LJ, we all think we are so close, and we know nothing about each other. I'm going to rectify it. I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about.
Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.
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Wednesday, June 16th, 2004
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Top Commenters on ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) shattersilence's LiveJournal
Total Commenters: 64
Total Comments: 1299
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You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leaves
your partner bedazzled and maybe even feeling
he/she is dreaming. Quite effective; the kiss
that never lessens and always blows your
partner away like the first time.
What kind of kiss are you?
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too true. too fucking true. blah.
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Tuesday, April 13th, 2004
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1:Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4.
For me personally, as much as I don't understand my mom and
2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can and what do you touch first? umm..printer if i lower my arm...otherwise, air.
3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?: uh...videos on fuse.
4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is: 7:56 pm
5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?: 7:56 pm HA I'M GOOD. i didn't even cheat, i promise.
6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?:
my dad watching the news and my cd player.
7: When did you last step outside? what were you doing?:
half-hour ago. getting groceries from the car.
8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at?:
my email.
9:What are you wearing?: uh..tight black short-sleeved shirt. jeans. three-rowed metal tabbed belt.
10: Did you dream last night? What about?:
i did but i sort of forget the dream. it was a nightmare though, i think. or was that the night before? ah hell, who gives.
11: When did you last laugh? few hours ago.
12: what is on the walls of the room you are in?: nothing at all...so sad. just white paint.
13: Seen anything weird lately?: most likely, yes.
14: What do you think of this quiz?: it sucks.
15: What is the last film you saw?: gothika. again.
16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?: uh...a nice car with a stereo.
17: Tell me something about you that I don't know: hmm how about no.
18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?: umm...less pain.
19: Do you like to dance?: of course.
20: George Bush: sucks.
21: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?: three names--luxmy, reshma, or raeka. yeah, they sound prettier than what they're spelled like.
21: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?:
amar.
22: Would you ever consider living abroad?:
yeah.
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HAHAHAHHA these anonymous people on here have no lives.
i'm glad people think they know me when they don't. later.
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Wednesday, April 7th, 2004
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hmmm so i had to censor even more of what i said because "someone" was telling his friends to look at how he told me off.
nice. have me grovel for forgiveness then brag about it. nice.
i'm watching what i make public even more carefully from now on.
see ya. <3333 mwah.
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something always happens.
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Saturday, March 20th, 2004
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oh my god, i've been stuck home allll day. and i'm going out of my mind. I NEED TO GO SOMEWHERE. this is sad, i can't even sit in on a saturday night without being bored out of my mind.
someone save me from this sheer boredom. i'm so fucking bored.
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i think that steph and i aren't friends anymore..i can't tell. we have this huge barrier between us, and it's weird. but whatever, what happens happens. and i think she had her friends call my phone last night, beats me. it was annoying, but hey it happens. hope she has the time of her life. i'll miss her, but she's happier with other people than me.
she was a close friend, but those disappear fast, huh? they always do.
i'm so sick of people i could puke up the omlette i ate earlier.
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Sunday, February 29th, 2004
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i think i have a smartass on my friend's list...oh who..
who..
who could it be?
::insert angelic face here::
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happy.
artistic.
disappointed.
weird.
blah.
anxious.
636
blank.
flirty.
bored.
giggly.