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[22 Apr 2004|12:40am]
[ mood | accomplished ]

Okay guys, new journal, this is the last change! bagsforeels

ADD IT! =) Pleaaase.

4 dropped blood on me.| Infect me.

Marijuana, It Brings Us All Together. [17 Apr 2004|04:54pm]
[ mood | ABE NEEDS TO LEAVE! ]

Okay, Okay, Okay this is weird.

Johnny and Becca are hanging out tonight and getting high.

Jake and I are hanging out tonight and getting high.

Jake is Johnny's best friend and I'm getting high with him!
Becca is my best friend and Johnny's getting high with her!

Johnny and I traded best friends today.

3 dropped blood on me.| Infect me.

[11 Apr 2004|12:02pm]
[ mood | listless ]

A Teens Rule Yo.Collapse )

2 dropped blood on me.| Infect me.

Egad! [11 Apr 2004|08:07am]
[ mood | amused ]

I'm staying in San Diego for longer. I'm gonna go crazier without Becca and Shayne, but it's okay! I'll be bock sooner or later. =)

Infect me.

I'm Not Cutting This Because This Story Rocks & We Worked Hard! [27 Mar 2004|03:42am]
[ mood | We miss Becca! ]

8 dropped blood on me.| Infect me.

[27 Mar 2004|02:14am]

MARIGOLD!

Infect me.

[24 Mar 2004|08:47pm]
SHAYNE!
You need to call me tomorrow! Don't fret, no parental units will be home! Call me!! So we can party birthday bitch!
Infect me.

A Little Bit Of Rock, Metal, Rap, Indie & Punk. [24 Mar 2004|02:39pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

Okay, I just made the best cd mix ever in my opinion.

Yellowcard- "Ocean Avenue"
Jay Z- "Dirt Off Your Shoulder"
311- "Love Song"
Head Automatica- "Brooklyn Is Burning"
Maroon 5- "This Love"
Hieroglyphics- "Halo"
Muse- "Time Is Running Out"
G Unit- "Wanna Get To Know You"
The Pixies- "Where Is My Mind?"
The Smiths- "Everyday Is Like Sunday"
Social Distortion- "Ring Of Fire"
Seether- "Broken"
Radish- "Little Pink Stars"
The Shins- "So Says I"
Kanye West- "Through The Wire"
Taking Back Sunday- "Eleven"
Brand New- "No Seatbelt Song"
N.E.R.D.- "Tape You"
Chimaira- "Rizzo"
Operation Ivy- "Bombshell"


Oooh, that's a taste of what I've been listening to lately. Yes, I know, it's a good cd. Well, in my opinion it is.
3 dropped blood on me.| Infect me.

6 MORE DAYS! [22 Mar 2004|02:26pm]
[ mood | excited ]

So, I'm going to San Diego for 2 weeks on March 28th, I won't be home until April 11th. I can't wait. Vacation! Whoo! I'm not sure what's going to go on when I'm there. I think that we're going to end up smoking with Nefer and probably going to Disney Land. That's all I'm sure of. I can't wait truthfully. Whoop! It's going to be a blast being with Jon and just chilling in San Diego for 2 FREAKIN' WEEKS! Yes. Dream come true man. I'm going to miss everyone! I'll bring everyone presents. I get off of grounding early because I leave on Sunday. I shall update from Jon's house though.

Oh yeah! Becca called me! And I got to talk to Elijah, the cutest little kid ever. Haha! He got on the couch and peed across the room! He has made me proud. =) Oy. I MISS YOU LING LING!

1 dropped blood on me.| Infect me.

[16 Mar 2004|09:01pm]
Take me right now
Up your arm, right next to your ear
So I can whisper
So what if I now forgive you
So what you’re not the one
I have to rise above you
And we must be moving on

Take me down there
Share your secrets
Break the boundaries into pieces

Wake me up in time to miss you
I won’t know it and I won’t care
And so what if it’s blown to pieces
At least you’re still alive
‘Cause I just can’t believe this
You just laid down and died

Take me down there
Share your secrets
Break the boundaries into pieces

Just say that on the way down you’ll wave to me
Just say that on the way down you’ll wave to me

Take me down there
Share your secrets
Break the boundaries into pieces

Just say that you’ll break me right into pieces
Infect me.

I Thank Becca For The Muse. [15 Mar 2004|10:43am]
[ mood | contemplative ]

I am not: as strong as people really think I am. (Ooh, insecurity speaks.)
I hurt: when I lose people or things. (Believe it or not!)
I love: Deftones and Sublime. (And the usual: friends and family.)
I hate: regretting. (And I do a lot of it.)
I fear: losing Becca and Shayne. (Because they're my sugar momma and daddy.)
I hope: to get out of Colorado and to be able to move on. (I just have to pack my bags.)
I regret: a lot of things, but everything happens for a reason. (I just need to find the reason.)
I cry: when I feel like I'm losing. (Or when a Hallmark commercial comes on.)
I care: that Martha's going to jail. (Oh! And for my friends and family...)
I always: act before I think. (And it's a bad habit.)
I long: to know why I act the way I do. (Because I'm me perhaps?)
I feel alone: when I'm alone. (Well, that's elementary.)
I listen: when I am spoken to. (Well, it depends, if you're stupid I won't listen.)
I hide: when I am being hunted by Nazis. (I watched Anne Frank this morning..)
I drive: 20 miles to see Chad. (AND IT SUCKS!)
I sing: whenever I can, because it's a weird habit that I have to sing along to songs. (Sorry everyone who rides in my car!)
I dance: when I'm feeling funky. (Or when I'm REALLY stoned and N.E.R.D. is on.)
I write: when I have a lot to say. (Or nothing to say as well.)
I breathe: when I need air. (Well... duh!)
I play: the Sims and people. (I play a lot of music too.)
I miss: my old-school friends, but they've been replaced by better friends. (I also miss David The Gnome.)
I search: for answers to my questions. (But isn't that life?)
I learn: from my mistakes. (Well, when I want to.)
I feel: confused. (Because, I just wouldn't be a teen if I wasn't confused.)
I know: "the GED test isn't that hard."- Chad. (It really isn't hard at all.)
I say: dude a lot. (And with different emotions too! Like the caring "duuuude" or the whining "dyyyooooood.")
I succeed: when I want to. (Which is rare.)
I fail: when I get lazy. (Which is most of the time.)
I dream: when I sleep and when I'm awake. (Ooooh, because I'm a dreeeeaaaammmeeer.)
I wonder: who he will find. (They better treat him better than I did, or the pen on my desk is totally going up their ass.)
I want: to make myself happy. (But I don't know how to.)
I worry: that he'll never know what I want him to know. (And that just sucks.)
I wish: I had 3 lbs. of weed. (But I don't, so someone give me some damnit.)
I have: 800 mp3s. (Oooh, not a whole lot, but I like 'em.)
I give: sarcasm to the masses. (Because, I even poop sarcasm.)
I fight: when I want my way. (And that's most of the god damn time YOU HEAR ME!)
I wait: for the day when he can see just how foolish of a girl I really was. (I hope that day comes soon.)
I need: to listen to "Time Is Running Out" by the Muse over and over. (Because Becca got me addicted.)
1 minute ago: I thought outloud to myself while on the phone with Chad. (Most of my conversations are me thinking out loud. Isn't that how most convos are?)
1 hour ago: I woke up. (Thanks to the phone.)
1 day ago: I went to the Home & Garden Show and had lunch with my momma. (I had nachos with lots of jalapenos, you're jealous.)
1 month ago: I was still with Jon. (How times change?)
1 year ago: I was still with Jon. (How times REALLY change?)
Words to decribe the situation of now: Confused to the max. (Because, it's Mallory's life.)
Things I want: to be out of Colorado, a job, marijuana, and money. (I'm accepting donations.)
Things accomplished: Living for myself. (Well, I'm trying to, but it's hard.)
Windows open: AIM Buddy List, Journal Window, Mat's IM, Ad Rock's IM, Ravi's IM, Winamp. (I am tho popular!)
Things around the computer: Phone, pen, picture of Shayne, coaster. (What? Did you want something cooler like... a polar bear rug.)
Thoughts of now: my dad's being a douche. ("GET OFF THE PHOOONE, CLEAN YOUR ROOM!" That's living at home for ya'.)
E-mails: None. (I guess I'm not THAT popular.)
Lyrics: "I Try To Give You Up But I'm Addicted."- Muse. (They're good people.)
People online: 13. (Wow.. not a lot of morning people.)
People off line: 55. (The number should be smaller, but I have so many people with multiple names.)
People away: 4. (And they all suck for it!)
Random: I have a heart stamped on my hand and a tattoo on my back. (You're jealous of my tattoo too.)
Spell your name backwards: yrollam. (It sounds like some type of antacid.)
Where do you live? Pueblo. (Oh, how fun it is, all I do is get high here.)
Describe yourself in three words: Confused, sarcastic, insecure. (Emphasis on sarcastic.)
If you could have ANY animal for a pet, what would it be? OTTER. (Duh.)
What is the latest you've ever stayed up? I stayed up for 2 1/2 days straight, with no sleep. (Thanks to amphetamines.)
What's your favorite coin?: A dime. (I only chose it because I like dime bags of mary.)
Toothbrush: Light blue and white. (I miss having cartoon characters.)
Jewelry Worn Daily: Gelly bracelets, 7 different necklaces, beaded bracelets. (And sometimes I have more!)
Pillow Cover: Hello Kitty, Stars, and Dark Blue. (They're three different pillows. I don't like my bedding to match.)
Blanket: A comforter with stars and a Winnie The Pooh comforter. (Hey, Pooh is cool, well, actually the comforters comfy.)
Coffee: Chad's made me like it black. (Because he's a freak who drinks a lot of coffee.)
Sunglasses: My mom gave me a pair of little kid glasses from Vail. (They're cool, but I forget about them all the time.)
Underwear: is Satan. (Seriously, free-ball it, free-pussy it. LET YOUR GENITALS BREATHE!)
Shoes: I've been wearing my Chucks lately since I found all the matching pairs when I cleaned my room. (I still love you TNT!)
Favorite Shirt: INSANITY IS HEREDITARY... YOU GET IT FROM YOUR KIDS. (Two bucks at the ARC.)
Favorite Pants: "Emo Wash" pants. (Because I just love labeling my clothes.)
Cologne: I used to be partial to Jon's but now, I'm going old school with Adidas. (Memories...)
CD In Stereo Right Now: "Deja Entredu" by Brand New (It should be in EVERYONE'S CD player.)
Tattoos: Refer to my back. (Thanks...)
Piercings: None... yet. (EYE BROW! EYE BROW! EYE BROW!)
Current music: "Time Is Running Out" by The Muse. (Everyone needs to hear this freaking song!)
Wearing: Old old old OP shirt, basketball shorts. (I just crawled out of bed.)
In My Mouth: Nothing. (But I usually have a pen in my mouth.)
In My Head: Too many thoughts. (I need to sort out one of these nights.)
Hearing: The Muse. (Still.)

Infect me.

If It Wasn't For Date Rape, I'd Never Get Laid. [10 Mar 2004|05:03pm]
[ mood | Subliminally Arrogant.. hah. ]

let me tell you about a girl I know... had a drink about an hour ago... sitting in a corner by herself in a bar in downtown hell, she heard a noise and she looked through the door, saw a man shes never seen before, my brand new cars parked right outside.. how'd you like to go for a ride? and she said! wait a minute I have to think she said that's fine may I please buy you a drink, one drink turned into three or four and they left and got into his car, and they drove away some place real far, now babe the time has come, how'd you like to have a little fun? and she said if we could only please be on our way I will not run, that's when things got out of control, she didnt want he had his way she said let's go he said no way, come on babe it's your lucky day, shut your mouth we're going to do it my way, come baby dont be afraid, if it wasnt for date rape I'd never get laid. he finished up and started the car then drove back to the bar, he said now baby dont be sad in my opinion you weren't half bad, she picked up a rock threw it in the car, hit him in the head and now hes got a big scar come on people listen to me, DATE RAPE STYLEE! the next day she went to her drawer called looked up her local attorney at law, went to the phone and filed a police report, then she took the guys ass to court. well the day he stood in front of the judge, he screamed SHE LIES THAT LITTLE SLUT! The judge knew he was full of shit, and he gave him 25 years, and now his heart filled cheers. One night in jail it was getting late, he was butt raped by a large inmate, and he screamed, but the guards paid no attention to his cries, that's when things got out of control. Moral of the date rape story it does not pay to be drunk and horny. But that's the way it had to be. They locked him up and threw away the key, well I can't take pity on men of his kind even though he now takes it in the behind. DATE RAPE!

Ahh yeah, wrote all those lyrics by heart, without listening to the song. I can do that with almost every Sublime song. Come on bitches test me. Let's see how well Mallory knows her Sublime, because I put 5 bucks down saying I could sing every song ever made by them. Oh god, I'm such an arrogant bitch.

When you grab ahold of me, tell me that I'll never be set free. But I'm parasite, creep and crawl I step into the night... two pints of booze, tell me are you a bad fish too? Ain't got no money to spend I hope this night will never end, lord knows I'm weak, won't somebody get me off of this reef? Baby you're a big blue whale, grab the reef and hope that duck diving fails, I swim but I wish I never learned, water's too polluted with germs. Lord knows I'm weak won't somebody get me off of this reef? Okay.. I'll stop.

Infect me.

Becca wanted to know what subculture I was. [10 Mar 2004|02:15pm]
[ mood | tired ]




Which 1990's Subculture Do You Belong To?


[Another Quiz by Kris
@ couplandesque.net]
2 dropped blood on me.| Infect me.

[10 Mar 2004|09:50am]
I'll give 50 dollars to whoever finds my pipe.
1 dropped blood on me.| Infect me.

Daryl. [05 Mar 2004|02:37pm]
[ mood | hungry ]


Love.


I swear, if that man knocked on my door, I don't know what I'd do. I love his voice and his lyrics. Oh baby.
Infect me.

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