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[26 May 2006|03:27pm] |
So my voice is back. Kinda. It popped out at the end of the day. I don't know how high it can go though.
I'm hoping this means I can do the show. I want to do the show.
Ford. Gerry Ford.
Yeah.
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[24 May 2006|11:04pm] |
I don't think I'll be in school tomorrow.
My sore throat is starting to become a sore mouth.
My head won't stop throbbing and my nose is really stuffy.
Someone in my drama class. Tell Q that I'm going to try and make the rehearsal, even if I'm not suppose to be there because I wasn't in school. But he needs to have someone take over my Attendant role. I can't do it. I know it's one line, but I haven't done the song enough to hit the right cues and I don't want to screw the show up.
But I'm still going to do Gerald Ford.
If you can pass this message along. I'll be in on Friday.
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[23 May 2006|07:21pm] |
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I'm really sick. I got my brother's virus. Everything hurts and I can't swallow liquids or foods.
Speaking of my brother. My Mom was telling me in the car that the blood place (Wherever Tony got his blood tests done) called and said they need Tony in as soon as possible. By Thursday. Tony's prom is on Thursday and my Mom doesn't want him to miss it being his last day and prom and all that.
Their response wasn't very gratifying I was told. So he's going in on Friday.
This really sucks. I just want everything to be okay.
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[18 May 2006|07:00pm] |
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Haircut. Woo.
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[17 May 2006|11:34pm] |
It's impossible for me to have one good day. All day. Without something getting in the way. Even on my birthday.
Something always manages to pop out and fuck me over.
And people wonder why I'm not happy.
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[17 May 2006|06:07am] |
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Happy birthday....to me?
Eighteen. Geez.
EDIT: A new digital camera. Man, I go through these things like hotcakes.
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[16 May 2006|10:50pm] |
Scrubs season finale was on tonight.
I spent the first half hour in my room watching it because I didn't want to be distracted.
My Mom kept calling up, asking me when I was coming down. It use to be a family thing. We'd all watch Scrubs together. But my Mom would get on my nerves with her cutesy comments. Small things.
Just small things.
And I was getting a little antsy listening to her on the intercom, but I decided to go downstairs, grab some ice-cream and sit in her room with her and Tony and watch the rest of the finale.
It was a lot of fun. Listening to other people laugh.
That's when I realized that not all distractions are bad distractions.
Life is good.
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[15 May 2006|11:05pm] |
Is anyone else getting that feeling that you hope there's school Wednesday, but at the same time, you don't?
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P.S. This is the weirdest apple I've ever tasted.
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[12 May 2006|11:21pm] |
That was.....interesting.
Well okay, Lauren and I went to the GLASS dance (Gay/Lesbian/And/Straight/Society). Overall, it just....was blah.
We only stuck around for like, a half hour or so then left. There was only about fifteen/twenty kids there and we just weren't feeling it.
So we spent about an hour walking around Newburyport in the drizzling rain, ate 25 cent hotdogs from Richdale's (oh god I love hotdogs), a slush puppy and staring at all the closed shops. We saw Sarah O'Blenes and her boyfriend sitting in a coffee shop and then got weirded out by all the creepy night time people.
Then we went back to her house and watched some of Boondock Saints before her Mom told me to go home because of the time.
It was pretty cool.
Tomorrow is Poseidon with Chad. W00t.
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[12 May 2006|03:09pm] |
Okaaaaaay.
Apparently Thank You For Smoking has left Cinemagic.
So now I don't know what.
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[11 May 2006|10:29pm] |
I almost copied the words "Tank Girl" (Tank Girl is an old comic-strip and movie about a girl who rides tanks and like, blows up evil corporations I guess) to paste on Google Image to see what Tank Girl was.
Then I stopped and asked myself, "Why would you need to past two four letter words Nick?"
I need to go back to pre-school.
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[11 May 2006|03:41pm] |
My therapist never showed up.
Woo?
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[10 May 2006|02:42pm] |
I am more pissed than a flock of canaries.
I don't even care that that didn't make sense.
Why?
Overrides are a good place to start.
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| Thank You For Smoking. |
[09 May 2006|04:25pm] |
Friday at 7:10 PM, I'm going to see Thank You For Smoking at Cinemagic.
Anyone that wants to come and join me. Is welcomed. It looks hilarious.
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There's the Newburyport GLASS dance from 8-11 on Friday. I didn't know about it until today (it's a Gay/Straight thing), but I think I'll go to that after the movie is out.
Fill up my Friday.
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Saturday is Cam's party.
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Sunday Maddy is going to help me with my environmental project and we're going to watch Sin City.
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This'll be the first busy weekend I've had in awhile.
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[09 May 2006|03:07pm] |
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I rushed to the bus after school, didn't want to make Joe wait up for me when I was late.
Bus got turned around because Megan was throwing a tantrum because of kids in the back being dicks. All parties responsible.
Got to Dock Lane, got off bus. We don't drive the van anymore, so the Intrepid can only fit so many people. Rachel and John got in automatically, and when I opened the door, realized Tony was in the front and there was only one spot left, I told Savannah to get in, and then I dropped my stuff on the floor. Tony got out of the car, he was going to give up his seat.
I wasn't going to let my blood clot brother take the burden so I was going to walk too.
Well, one extra seat in the car and no one took it.
Tony and I walked down the street, getting drenched in rain, talking about our days. When we got to about Donald's house, Tony said, "Wanna race?"
Me: Okay.
We started running, and then I was like, "Wait what the fuck Tony, you have a blood clot!" and he said, "Oh well."
So we kept running. It was cold. I was in sandals. My feet got wet. Tony ran. Didn't die.
That's brotherly bonding.
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[08 May 2006|07:36pm] |
My face is furry.
I can hear birds outside.
I'm in total comic geek mode. Can't WAIT for Wednesday (day in which I buy comics).
Life is good.
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[07 May 2006|04:53pm] |
My birthday is in ten days.
18.
Whoa.
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[07 May 2006|02:53pm] |
Just got back from Chad's.
Lots of fun. Fo'serious.
Current favorite quote:
"I think we can assume that these entities are more advanced than us. Why don't they just come right out and tell us what's on their minds?"
"You're more advanced than a cockroach, have you ever tried explaining yourself to one of them?"
- From The Mothman Prophecies.
Now I've got plenty o' work to do. Must hop to it.
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[06 May 2006|03:24pm] |
Want to know why my Dad is awesome?
Because he sings to his customers.
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[05 May 2006|03:01pm] |
During Physics today we were playing frisbee and Teresa threw one and it hit me in my adam's apple.
Knocked me over.
Yeah.
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