|Thursday, February 28th, 2002|
6:30p - Taken From Karla (lipstickriot)
Which Angelina Are You?
Ha. Her name is Kate. Like me. Like me.
Which Rock Chick Are You?
You are Kimber!
Which Rainbow Brite kid are you? By Growing.
What Sex Toy Are You?
There's rice in it.
Ok, I'm done.
I was Samantha in the Sex and the City Quiz....
current mood: calm
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11:23p - Must Be The Season Of The Witch
This week has been very spooky.
Last night I was accosted by a drunk man outside of seven eleven whose name was Daniel and who was looking for a cigarette. He kept asking me how old I was and telling me I was pretty. I shook his hand when he introduced himself and had shivers until I fell asleep last night. It didn't help that it was a full moon. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach, and I do now too. The wind is blowing a little too hard tonight.
And Vero'nica might be dead... that's what people are trying to say, and no one can figure out if it's a hoax or not. It's creepy as fuck to think of an LJ'er dead... they're all pretty young. There's some 800-number you can call if you have any "clues"... they're not saying whether it was murder, or suicide, and how they're handling it, it's probably not any accident.
I'm just majorly creeped out right now, and I discovered earlier that no amount of online test-taking is gonna get my mind off of it.
On the upside, I found three people who said they'd take me to Prom. One of them is pretty much Mya's territory though, so I guess in reality I only have two.
current mood: spooked
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11:24p - To Second That...
This would all be really perfect if it was fall. It feels like fall and the weeks are perpetual Fridays for me.
current mood: still spooked
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11:51p - My 500th Entry...
I thought I would have something special to say, but like always, I just want to get it over with.
If I had a dollar for every LJ entry, I'd have $500... enough to pay off my parking ticket, enough for Harry Potter bedsheets, enough for a decent prom, enough for a scanner.
But I might have a job soon because my mom has connections... my 8th grade math teacher is hiring people to work at his dad's store... people with common sense. People who don't take out of town checks. And I'm applying at Hollywood, because I can work all sorts of hours, and because I'll be around movies all the time.
I've been listening to the same song by Donovan for the last four entries. Only a few people know what that really means. They know and I don't feel it.
Oh, and most importantly Vero'nica is ok. WOO-HOO!
current mood: accomplished
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