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[Sunday July 15, 2007 7:23pm] |
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Hello everyone!
BRISBANE PRIDE FESTIVAL PICTURES!
( The Gay People Out And About. )
I see R tomorrow for the first time in three weeks. I am slightly nervous, but to be honest, not that bad. I mean, I'm nervous because I know that I'll look at him and melt a little inside and want to die a bit...but apart from that, I know that I'll be okay. I can hold my own and not lose control because this boy has caused me so much hurt and I know this and I don't want it anymore.
So plzplzplz wish me luck.
I think being on my own for a while will be good. And to be completely honest, I look forward to occaisional kisses from strangers. I've never been a huge fan of random hook-ups and I doubt that I will delve into that idea very much in the next few weeks...I just like the idea of getting to flirt a little.
Goodness gracious. How are you all? My AIM is down and so I'm out on my family's computer. NoNoNo porn for me.
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| Bit Of Lame. |
[Monday July 09, 2007 5:46pm] |
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People Sometimes Hurt You A Lot.
As much as I dislike labels, I believe that everyone serves a certain purpose to someone else. Not as in 'everything happens for a reason' - because I don't believe in that or that people just use other people so that they can gain something from them...although that most definitely happens. But that we make friends (albeit sub-consciously) with people who perform certain duties within our lives. I have a few close knit friends, people who are quite close to me and know me the best. The thing is, most of these people don't know each other. I've like snatched them from different parts of the city so that my two closest friends know that each other exist but they are, by no stretch of the imagination, friends. And these people have certain 'roles' within my life. I have a friend that always helps me when I'm emotional and whingy; one who I muck around with and be a moron with...are you getting what I mean?
It's just that I'm really struggling at the moment is the boyfriend/girlfriend concept. I've recently (I say recently, because I don't think I can stand to be in this relationship any longer) been dating this boy called R. We've been together, as of this coming Friday, one year. I'm seventeen years old and 12 months with someone is a pretty massive achievement. But now that I seriously seriously evaluate the relationship I'm/I've been in (I always knew it was abnormal and yes, I always knew it was difficult and unfair) I really see how this person never fulfilled their role of 'boyfriend'. That's not to say that there is one specific way that all partners should act and that any variants are wrong; that's not what I mean at all. Just that certain elements within a relationship are common lore and I'm only realising now how many of them I was missing.
( Super-Jessica saves your Friends Page. )
( She also has picturezzz. )
I hope some of you read this. Sometimes impartial people are the best to talk/rant to.
[It's amazing how theraputic writing is.]
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| HALLLO |
[Sunday June 03, 2007 11:28am] |
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Hello.
I have just destroyed myself with forty billion hours of schoolwork. I pretty much have no soul.
Pride is in roughly three weeks. My head is teetering on the edge of explosion.
I write down every mis-capitalised word in nan's letters from the home to find her real messages: "I'm digging a tunnel." "That blonde guard better not interfere." "I made a shank from my dentures."
Joey from asofterworld.com has made a new book. It's times like this I wish I lived in America, just so I could purchase it.
Oh man.
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[Monday May 21, 2007 7:40pm] |
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Okay, okay, okay.
Formal Dress time.
I don't care if you've never ever commented my journal before and have no idea who I am...please, please, please just drop me a line telling me which dress you like best. Or any at all.
They're all $20-$30...so price isn't really a problemo. I'm just so excited about it all.
( There are three... )
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[Saturday May 12, 2007 7:57am] |
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My foot is numb.
Interesting tidbit of news...I see R today. Tis exciting.
UM EXCUSE ME EVERYONE BUT PRIDE IS LIKE IN A MONTH. OMGGGGGG THIS IS EXCITING. YOU WILL ALL GIVE ME YOUR NUMBERS SO THAT I CAN STALK MEET YOU.
Some random woman on the bus saw my Pride ribbon and gave me her number. Was a tad weird/flattering. She didn't even say anything, just handed me a scrap of paper and then got off the bus.
Tell me something fantastically kinky involving all your rip-roaring sex lives.
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"Not a bit." Draco made no effort to keep his voice down at all, and every nearby Gryffindor heard him. "I get so turned on when you spank me; just talking about it has me all hot and bothered again. I want a rim job then another blow job and then I want to ride your cock until I can't walk anymore."
"Oh my God," said Harry.
"Bloody hell," said Ron.
"Holy shit," said Dean.
"Good Lord," said Neville.
"Saints in Heaven," said Seamus.
"Can I watch?" asked Hermione.
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| Just Waiting |
[Saturday April 21, 2007 9:30pm] |
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I often have this fear that I will get forgotten. Right now I'm waiting to be picked up because I'm going to this party. And I just feel so nervous. I always do. I can't really explain why. It's just, I'm terrified that I'll get left here, all dolled up, and just keep waiting.
It's never happened to me before.
But nevertheless I'm very very nervous. And I trust this guy to pick me up. There's no reason he wouldn't. But I'm just terrified that he'll keep me waiting and waiting and my parents will say; "When's he picking you up? Why isn't he here yet?" And I'll just be sitting here with my makeup on and my hair right, and just keep sitting.
Technically he's three minutes late. And I'm not a punctuality freak at all. I mean, I'm always late. But when someone says that they're going to pick me up by a certain time, I'm always ready ready ready about five minutes before said time. And nervous. I expect he won't be here for another fifteen minutes. And I'm quite okay with that, I mean, fifteen minutes isn't a problem. But I'm going to be nervous for that entire time.
Nervous that I'll be forgotten.
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| Southbank Nightlife |
[Saturday April 14, 2007 12:00am] |
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I really don't think you understand how much I love Victoria Beckham.
Tonight was A+. It was ab fab, and I was sad that I had to go homie.
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| HP RETURNS |
[Wednesday April 11, 2007 11:12am] |
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Holy shit. Five pieces of toast for breakfast. Jessica for the win!
I look forward to a delightful day of just curling up in bed reading Harry Potter.
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