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I bought a Yoga mat today. Don't ask.
Ok. You can ask.
This city is making me crazy. In a good way though. I think. Everyday I feel this need to be more and more enviro-friendly. To be health-concious. To dress like I'm on the cover of Vogue. To have beautiful bouncy hair and great skin.
Something is happening. :X
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[23 Mar 2006|12:18pm] |
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For those that haven't seen the pictures of my new apartment, here they are!
( PICTURES! )
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[20 Mar 2006|04:00pm] |
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Today was my first day at my new job. It's at a little Italian place that specializes in pizzas. Wow. That sounds oddly familiar. huh? The only difference is that it's in the hippest part of the city. All I'm gunna say is, it makes for interesting customers. (haha) It was a pretty good day overall. I'm tired, my back hurts, and I smell strongly of basil, but other then that - I think I liked it.
Looks like we will be paying the rent on time.
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| Why is it so grey out? I was enjoying that nice mountain view! |
[11 Mar 2006|05:30pm] |
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So, I live in Portland now. These past 2 weeks have been pure madness. I'm finally almost set up in my new place. Our kitchen table comes on Tuesday. I wish I knew when I'd have enough money to paint. I should have some pictures up within the next week.
It seems that the thing to do here on Saturdays is protest. It's actually quite amusing. Chris says it's because we live in a city full of hippies. He's right. I guess I should have expected it.
Alicia came to visit this weekend. I think we had a pretty good time. I wish she could have stayed longer. It was nice having a familiar face around. Yesterday we went looking for pretty churches. I was trying to find a good catholic one. We walked around for a couple of hours until I realized that the church a block from my house that I walk past almost every day was a Catholic church. Maybe it was the ALL GIRLS CATHOLIC ACADEMY across the street that gave it away. I'm pretty dumb sometimes.
Last night while we were enjoying our delicious pasta dinner, one of our psychotic neighbors knocked on the door wearing a dress the size of a chip bag. She said that she was going to a party and needed some baking soda. When I said I had none she told us that we should come, shouted the room number, and literally ran off down the hall. Yeah. I don't even know.
I'll probably post more about our move later. For now, I think I might take a nap.
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[18 Jan 2006|03:39pm] |
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Yeah. I know. Way to not update in like 5 months. Sorry. I guess I just didn’t have anything worthwhile to share. Mentionable, maybe. Worthwhile, definitely not. So I figured I’d just wait for something really great to happen and start a new era of sorts on my lj.
( Well, here it is. )
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[26 Oct 2005|05:12pm] |
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Since I haven't posted in so long, this post is sort of going to be an eclectic mix of things.
First off, I think I am officially the biggest nerd ever! I got Chris a star. Like an honest to God REAL star. I know the name is funny, but Chirs is always saying that something has to rhyme with Manicotti!
P.S. The message I had them put with it is from Sonnet 116 by Shakespeare. I thought it was fitting.
Wanna see it? Go here!
http://www.yourstar.com/star_lookup.php?star_id_1=14101483&star_id_2=28
Other than that I think I have decided on my patron saint. His name is Macarius The Younger. He is the patron saint of pastry chefs. I like him, even though he did get kinda crazy-hermit-weirdo later in his life. The only problem I'm having is finding a medal with him on it. Seriously, like no one has it. *sigh* I may have to switch to Saint Lawrence (the patron saint of cooks) because he's a bit more popular - even though I sort of don't want to.
Also, my birthday is on Friday. 19. Woohoo! My last year as a teenager. Guess I should make it worthwhile?
I could start by doing something fantabulous for Halloween. Too bad I have nothing planned. I might go trick-or-treating with my niece and nephew, but I don't know yet. Geez. That sounds so pathetic. I love Halloween so freakin much and all I have planned is a little trick-or-treating. I want to have a huge party...I just don't have any money.
That brings us to the next bit. Chris and I are moving to Oregon in 2 months. I'm feeling about a million different things towards this subject. Mostly scared. Nervous. But on top of all that, I'm super excited. I can't wait to finally start school. I feel so useless right now. And poor. Did I mention poor? Why is moving so damn expensive?
Finally, Anna is moving to Missouri on Saturday. I'm sure gunna miss her.
That's it for now kiddies. I'll post again soon.
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[27 Sep 2005|02:16am] |
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[17 Sep 2005|11:45am] |
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So I finally fell asleep last night around 2am after battling with my brain to shut the fuck up. At 6 I get a call from my sister. When I answered my cell phone she was crying and gasping for breath but somehow managed to choke out the words "I can't breath." At this point I grabbed whatever clothes were lying on the floor, dressed in the dark, and drove to her house as fast as humanly possible. When I got there she was in the kitchen trying to take some pills but choking on the water that she couldn't swallow. You see, her tonsils were so swollen that her throat was almost completely closed up. Joe (my brother-in law) was at work so I left my neice a note, got my sister in the car, and drove her to the hospital. They took her immeadiately on account that she sort of couldn't breath, and I sat in the waiting room dressed in mismatched clothes, hair a mess, and too wound up to sleep. After an hour or so the doctor came out and got me. Turns out she has tonsilitis. What sucked the most was that her throat was so closed up that she couldn't take the pills they were trying to give her. She somehow managed down some liquid Vicatin and after the swelling started to go down I took her home. After getting her into bed and calling Joe, I got to crash on her couch for like an hour before having to get up to go home and get ready for work. Basically I've been here since 9:45 and can't go home until 6. I am so incredibly tired that at this point I'd actually consider a nap if it wasn't for the fact that I'm a heavy sleeper and know I wouldn't wake up if someone came into the store. So basically, I'm gunna die. (and by die I mean I'm going to be one grouchy, tired mother-fucker until I get to go home)
On the plus side, I'm glad my sister didn't die - cause I mean, I sort of can't live without her.
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[06 Sep 2005|04:53pm] |
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So I'm back from NJ and instead of bringing back cash, I brought back a cold. Awesome.
The party was, well, interesting. I met a lot of relatives I never knew that I had. I drank a lot of champagne and I discovered that I'm more Italian than I had previously thought. Which is cool I guess. Other than that my mom took a wrong turn heading back to Raleigh and we wound up in the middle of DC. Needless to say, we ended up taking a sort of mini-trip and drove past all of the monuments and crap. It was pretty sweet even though my mom was super nervous and basically wanted to get the hell out of there. I also discovered how awesome my family is. I think they're sort of wonderful.
Today my sister did a good deed. It went a little something like this:
My sister works at the airport with this middle-aged black man named Daniel. Daniel has a brother who is mentally-handicapped and was living in a special home in New Orleans when Katrina came through. Daniel hasn't been able to find his brother for a week. The hospital that he was living in is completely gone and he hadn't been able to find out if they had been evacuated or if they were dead. Today my sister spent her entire day at work making over a hundred phone calls and searching the internet for Daniel's brother. The time flew by and it was about time for my sister to leave work when she was put on hold for about 20 minutes by an operator while trying to connect to a random hospital. When she finally got through to an admin. at the hospital, the woman wasn't able to tell her anything except that Daniel's brother was there and that he was alive. My sister and her boss immeadiately called Daniel. When he answered, my sister's boss said, "Daniel, Jessica has something to tell you." She handed the phone to my sister who told a confused Daniel that she had found his brother. The man heaved a sigh of relief, broke down crying, and gave the phone to his wife. My sister said it took everything she had not to get emotional as the woman thanked her repeatedly for like five minutes straight as she took down the hospital information.
After today my sister made me realize how hard it is for people who are missing their loved ones due to Katrina. It took a lot of time and a lot of phone calls to find that man's brother, and my sister said what it boiled down to was pure luck. I just...I don't know. That's it for today, guys.
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Well, this weekend I'm going to New Jersey for my Grandpa's 80th birthday party. It's at Atlantic City so I fully plan to get my gamble on. I hope I come back a millionaire. I know, I know, fat chance - but one can still dream. In other news, Mike is coming to Raleigh on Wednesday! It's definitely been 3 years since I last saw him. Man, I love that kid too.
So right now I'm at work. I'm pretty much sitting here half asleep thinking about Halloween. I fucking love Halloween. You know what else I love? Shakespeare.
Mmmm Mmm Shakespeare.
P.S. I just bought this ( Shirt )
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[10 Jul 2005|03:27pm] |
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| You Are a Frappacino | 
At your best, you are: fun loving, sweet, and modern
At your worst, you are: childish and over indulgent
You drink coffee when: you're craving something sweet
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Yea. That was pretty good. Thanks for the link Erin!
Today Chris and I moved into my parent's apartment. We'll be here for a week until they get back from Yellowstone. We're cat sitting. Other then that, I'm just about finished re-reading the Harry Potter books. NEW ONE COMES OUT FRIDAY!!!!!! YAY!!!!! So who else will be at the Borders HP party? Also, I bought an Eric Whitacre CD and it is f-ing fantastical! It's been a good day.
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| My artisan bread is bigger than yours... |
[07 Jul 2005|03:12pm] |
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So yesterday I started reading my textbooks. Though I guess I should say textbook, due to the fact that I was only reading one. It's sort of funny reading a book on baking. There's a lot of hands-on activities to be done. Yesterday I read the basics and started chapter one: Artisan Breads. I decided to make egg bread cause, well, it's good. Below is my photo documentation. I say overall it was a great success.
( Bread - 101 )
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It wasn't until today that I realized it but...
I am so freaking excited about graduation! I was talking to my mom about it tonight and she informed me that my aunt Dot Cortina is driving down from Jersey to come to my graduation. This woman, for those of you that don't know, is probably my favorite relative ever! Here are just a few reasons why:
1. She told my sister and I dirty jokes at our great-grandmother's funeral to cheer us up.
2. She tells remarkable stories about our family and all of their oddities.
3. She loves Broadway and has gone to more shows than I can count.
4. She is one mean cook.
5. Insert GIANT etc. here!
Did I mention she is in her 70's? I mean, this woman is absolutely fabulous.
In other news, I purchased a Bon Appétit magazine this weekend and realized something about myself. First, most teens don't read Bon Appétit and Martha Stewart magazines for fun. Second, (and for this my brother-in-law called me a loser/dork/square) is that my idea of a good party is having good, intellectual conversations about movies, art, life, etc. while sipping wine and eating Brie en Croute. I mean...wtf?
Also, I'm getting a raise at work! Yay!
More soon....
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[01 Apr 2005|03:20pm] |
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Today was a shitty day. It really didn't feel like a Friday but I knew it was from how ancy and tired I felt today. I really don't feel like going to work tonight but I have to because I need the money. I guess I should go get ready.
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I am so fucking pissed off right now! Someone egged my car tonight!
I walked out of Chris' house around ten to drive home and when I get out to the street there was this stuff all over the back of my car. I yelled to Chris to come and look at it so he walked out. Upon further examination we found that it was egg. Somebody cracked a bunch of eggs and put them into a container, drove by, and poured it on the back of my car! The worst part was, it froze! So for the past 45 minutes I've been outside in below freezing temps scrubbing egg off my car. The hot water I was pouring on kept freezing and there is egg in all the little crevices of my car.
I don't understand why someone would do that!? I haven't been particularly mean to anyone and I don't have any enemies that I know of. I really hope that my friends aren't that cruel. I'm really upset about this. I know that egging someones car can be a good prank or whatever, but it really isn't funny.
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[11 Jan 2005|11:33pm] |
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Been awhile since I last wrote. I figured it was about time I did.
School started up again. These new pod things are weird. Homework comes in piles and sleep is lacking. I still don't know why I decided to take 2 English classes. I'm really starting to like Shakespeare though. His words have such depth and meaning. They really are beautiful. I guess I never noticed before.
As much as I like art, I really miss chorus. Don't get me wrong, I'm still glad that I dropped and I do really like art, but still. I think mostly it's the people that I'm missing. I almost feel that I would rather subject myself to misery to be in good company then sit with some creepy freshmen and have fewer worries.
All of that thinking made me realize that I seriously f-ed up freshman year when everyone picked their friends. I think the only people that I still talk to are Erin, Alicia and sometimes Betsy. I only ever hang out with Alicia though. I really feel like I missed out on some kind of special bond you're supposed to have with your friends in high school. Maybe I'm really not missing out on anything but that nagging little voice says otherwise. I dunno, maybe I'm just feeling sorry for myself.
On a similar subject - I really feel like Chris and I have lost something in our relationship. We are always together, true, but normally we're in our own separate worlds on different schedules. One sleeps while the other works. One does homework while the other watches TV. One plays games while the other one has dinner. It's an endless pattern. It seems like we don't have any time for one another. I talked to him today about it. We decided that this upcoming weekend is going to be set aside for us to get back in touch with one another. I think it's a good idea. I miss him.
Finally, last weekend I went out to lunch with my aunt. I was talking to her about Chris' dad and she told me to have him send her a resume. I wish this could have happened sooner but seeing how we weren't on good terms I didn't think it appropriate to ask. She said if she can't find him a job at her company (where they specialize in all of the things that he has experience in), then she knows a few contractors who might be interested. I guess we'll find out what's up in the next few days. I really hope it works out. I'm tired of seeing his family so depressed. Though how could they not be with let down after let down? It's sickening. Geez, it's about time something good happened to that family. Ford* knows they deserve it.
This was sort of a sad ranty post. I don't really like these but I had a lot on my mind. Next one will be better I swear.
* - Reference to the book Brave New World which I am currently reading. Ford (as in Henry Ford) takes the place of God in their society. I'm a nerd. Whatever.
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| Happy New Years! |
[01 Jan 2005|03:20pm] |
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Happy New Years everyone! I'm just sitting here drinking a Fresca and I thought I'd post. Last night after work I went to Chris' house and had a very lovely dinner (hamburger and fries from Cookout) and then we watched some TV and drank Champagne. Anywho...I went over to Alicia's house today to feed the cats. I found that they had had a new years celebration of their own. They had unraveled an entire ball of yarn and wrapped it around the entire downstairs of their house. I mean seriously, it was wrapped around everything in every room. Chris and I started trying to untangle everything but we had to give up. We found some scissors and had to take care of it like that. Sorry Kate...we just couldn't get it undone and we didn't want to leave it there.
Plans for today:
Dinner with the family
Lemony Snicket with my neice
Bring Holly her B-day gift
Finish off the champagne
Paint the trunk I "borrowed" from the props closet
Watch Aqua Teen
Play the Sims2
Sleep
Hope everyone has a great day.
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[28 Dec 2004|03:09pm] |
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I went to Alicia's house today to take care of my cat sitting duties. I had plans to clean the litter box so I brought Chris along to help. As usual when I got there it looked like someone had trashed the place and this time I found 3 piles of kitty poop in the hallway - yick. After we cleaned the mess up, we started in on the litter box. I won't go into detail, but it was totally gross. I re-discovered the fact that kitty litter is like air freshener. It doesn't really improve the smell of poop, it just masks it in a really unpleasant way. Anyway, after we had finished and brought the box back into the house the cats took turns using it. Then they started going in multiple times and fighting over who got to use it next. I mean they were seriously batting the crap out of each other for a chance at the super fresh litter. They were even going in to check out what the others had done. I don't think I've ever seen cats poop so many times in a row. It was really weird. Chris said they were having a "Poop Party". I think he was right.
Here are some pics of my kitty who is currently residing at Alicia's...
( Marcello )
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I think I just want to rip my f-ing leg off. Maybe then I can have a fake one that won't hurt and be all stupid like. I want some crutches. That cane idea was so not pimp. I felt like an old, fat, crippled lady ALL DAY. Today I said screw the cane and tried to hobble without it. I ended up going home early. I guess you could say it didn't go so well. I had to pause in the middle of my monologue today because I thought I was gunna puke all over the dirty checkerboard stage. I wish I had. Then maybe Prater would stop harassing me about the stupid play. "Maybe we can get you a wheel chair and have Mrs. Webb be crippled?" NOO NO NO NO NO NOOOOOO! Damn it! If you don't shut up about the damn play P, I'm puke in your face. I wish all of this had never happened. I feel so lame and helpless. I feel so weird about asking people for help too. I hate making people do stuff for me. I think maybe I will just rip my leg off. Then I can sit in a chair and carry my own books.
Sorry everyone, I suck.
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Hey guys, I just wanted to post this to let everyone know what happened. Also because I want as little confusion about all of this as possible.
After work on Saturday I went over to Chris' house like I usually do. I was eating the dinner that I brought home and he was working on one of his computers. He had the tower case off and had placed the pieces in different locations around his room. He called me over to show me something so I got up from the table where I was eating to go and look. I squatted down next to the side of the couch in his room where one of the metal pieces was resting. As I leaned over to see what he was doing,I shifted my weight onto the couch and it moved forward. When the couch moved I fell and sliced my knee open on the metal. I cut my knee open down to the bone in a slice about 2-2.5 inches long. It was bleeding all over the place and I was freaking out and crying and screaming. Chris got his mom and he called my parents who rushed me to the nearest hospital. I sat at Raleigh Community in the waiting room for 4 hours until they finally took me in for surgery. The surgery took about an hour and I got about 8 or 9 stitches in my leg that are the thickness of an angel hair pasta noodle. The woman didn't numb it enough and I could feel the entire operation. Needless to say I was in agony. She gave me a shot and bandaged me up. She also gave me some hydrocodone and a prescription and sent me home. I got to sleep at about 4:30 in the morning shortly after we got home. My parents were really mad about the hospital thing. My mom just kept hugging me and looking at me all pitiful like. It was terrible.
As of now my knee is swollen and sore and bruised. The meds that I'm taking make me tired, dizzy, naseous, flushed, etc. Basically, they make the pain in my knee lessen but they make the rest of my body feel like shit. I can barely walk so I'm using a cane. I won't be at school monday for obvious reasons but I should return on Tuesday. The doctor told me that I need to stay off of my leg and get plenty of rest. That means I won't be doing the play anymore and I won't be going to work for awhile. The stitches come out in 3 weeks. Until then I expect to have a miserable time.
One of my parent's friends came over and brought me flowers which was really nice of him. Alicia came over and brought me movies and popcorn and stuff. I love Alicia, I don't know what I would have done today without her. Well, actually, I probably would have sat around all miserable like. Chris and my sister and her kids came over to see me too. I showed everyone my injury. It looks really really yuck and mangled. I hope some of the pain goes away as the week continues otherwise school is going to be rough.
Alright guys, I just took my pills so I have to go to sleep. See you on Tuesday.
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| BIG - like the movie. |
[29 Aug 2004|10:59pm] |
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Wow, I really haven't posted anything worth reading in awhile. Hmm...seeing how I'm not doing anything right now except waiting for my clothes to dry, I guess I will.
For those of you that don't know, I got a new job at Bella Italia. I love it sooo much. I work almost every single day, and to be honest, I couldn't be happier. This is the first job that I've had where I actually like going to work. If you've never had one of those I seriously suggest you invest. They are fantastic. Anyways, everyone there speaks Italian and they are all really friendly. It's like one big happy family.
So last night after I finished working a pretty rough and busy shift, I talked to my good pal Nino and he gave me some fantastic news. It turns out the Carlo (the owner) really likes me. He told Nino that I'm a fantastic worker and that I do a really good job. That's why he has decided to give me a raise! I've only been working there for 2 weeks and already I'm getting a raise. It looks like things are really starting to turn around. It's like, when I finally realized that I was becoming a real adult, life started repaying me with these wonderful benefits.
In other news -
My family is planning a trip to Disney World around Thanksgiving. I haven't been to Disney in 5 years. I know for most people that isn't really a big deal, but for those of you who know me, you know this is a big deal. For those that don't, I'll try and fill you in...
When I was a small child living in FL, I used to go to disney at least 5 or 6 times a year. When I turned 11, my sister got a job at Disney and we were able to get in for free. We went to Disney every weekend. It was like Disney was nothing more to us then like a weekend hang out spot. During that time I formed the best relationship with my family - my brother and sister especially. When we moved to NC, all of that was taken away from me. We lost a huge bond that it took years to create. It just hurt a whole lot. After that, just seeing Disney commercials on TV would make me cry. It was like losing a part of me. I know this all sounds totally weird and whatever, but the only person who will ever truly understand it all is my sister. When she called me at like 10am on Saturday, she was messing around with me like something bad had happened and then gave me the news. I cried for like 5 minutes straight. I don't think I've ever cried tears of joy before, but it really made me feel like I was on top of the world. I haven't felt that good in 6 years. It was a really big deal.
Grades in school as of now:
Drama - A
French - A
Alg II - B (that test on Wed. really sucked - got an 81)
Chorus - A
I also figured out that with this new job, I can save up about a half of year of rent for the apartment Chris and I are going to get after school. That is, if I stay focused and don't act like an idiot with my money. This is something that I really want though, so I think I will have the ambition to make it happen.
I don't know what is going on with me right now, but I know it's something good. I just feel it.
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This week has been pretty shitty. It all started on Sunday and kind of went from there. I guess the reason this whole week has been so crappy was because of Sunday. I've been wanting to talk to Alicia about it but she seriously has no idea that she wronged me and it's making confrontation a little bit hard. (Maybe now it will finally be brought up...) Right, so I think I'm making straight A's for the first time since the 3rd grade. The only problem class might be Alg II. I really can't stand that class or some of the people in it. I hit my, I'd - like to - kill - you - all - now - peak, last week though. Everyone in french thinks I'm really smart. What a joke! Today some girl asked me if I was from France. Riiiight... Play auditions are coming up and so is the day that I take my senior pictures. Me making Honors Chorus has also become somewhat of a distant light at the end of a tunnel and it gets dimmer every day. The try-out song blows. It's seriously ridic. Whatever...school is so lame.
I took that color test that everyone else seems to be doing. Here are my results. VERY VERY TRUE!
PROBLEM UNDERLYING THE PRESENT STRESS -- The fear that he may be prevented from achieving the things he wants leads him to play his part with an urgent and hectic intensity.
DESIRED OBJECTIVE -- Seeks success, stimulation and a full life full of experience. Wants to develop freely and to shake off the shackles of self-doubt, to win and live intensely. Likes contacts with others and is enthusiastic by nature. Receptive to anything new, modern or intriguing. Has many interests and wants to expand his fields of activity. Optimistic about the future.
CURRENT INAPPROPRIATE BEHAVIOR -- Egocentric and therefore quick to take offense. Able to obtain physical satisfaction from sexual activity but tends to hold aloof emotionally.
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| Guess that threesome was pretty good... |
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