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Name: chaney brook
Birthday: 4/21/1991
Gender: Female
Interests: Im deffinately different. Not sure if its in a good or bad way
I hate spiders, they're discusting.
Im clumsy and spill things.
Writing is more than a hobby to me.
Theres a lot to me, more than you'll ever know.
Oh, and Seth is my bitch. kind of.
Expertise: twirling you so tight around my finger <3
Message: message me
AIM:  under xx my skin
AIM:  xx3 fatal beauty
Yahoo:  lipgloss_mascarax3
Member Since:
4/6/2005
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| Alright, quote of the day.
Brittney : I outgangsterrrred my brother last night.
never though I would hear that one
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| Yep, thats right guys. UPDATE!
hmm, what to tell.
Well for starters, Seth && I broke up. Yes, I know, such a shock right? well uh not really. Supposedly he really cares for me? Ha, dogshit. On a much brighter note, I'm also grounded! Hell yeah, right? Wrong, it blows. Big big baby chunks.
Drama, drama, drama. It seems to have its own circle in life or something. Seriously, that should be considdered an occupation. I mean shit, then my 3 year old cousin would be an effin milionaire. Yeaaah, sad shit. Now I'm not saying I don't cause it or spread it, because I know I do. So to clear it up, I just admitted it right there so if anybody wants to come at me saying shiz like.. ''You talk about EVERYBODY ELSE spreading drama but look at yourself," yeah, its not working sweetie. Better luck next time.
Dance is almost over. Shed a tear. We have one more game we are dancing at. This Friday. Everybody BEST be there. kthanksbitches<3 Then next Saturday we are dancing at the college before the Bullets dance. Be there, if you wanna live.
Another key matter to be discussed. Valentines day. Well, what to say about Valentines Day. Its a hoax, and until I'm proved otherwise, I will not take part in any celebration regarding to a little bare-ass curly haired angel that goes around shoving arrows up people's asses. K. Not happening.
Ohhhhh, another thing. I'm now considdered some sort of ho? Yay, snaps for Chaney. Don't ya just LOVE the highschool years.
I almost forgot..
As of Monday, I now have 107 % in Geometry. Now that DEFFINATELY deserves a HELL YEAH!
yeah, well thats it for right now but I'll update later. Maybe.
Oh yeah, Britty is the Sex. Thats just the way it is. You don't like it, then go suck a fat one. kthoughtso.
Britty : he's a goddamn circular figureish type thing
Me : you mean a sphere?
about two minutes later
Me: OHH I get it! you're calling him gay!
Me: yay so now I get to meet him right? please!
Britty: yeah
Me: I'll just be like hey, whats up, break Brittney's heart and you'll have to deal with my TOTALLY AWESOMEY kung kwazi skills
Me: Seriously, or I'll go asian on his ass
Britty: haha
Me: awesome*
Britty: yeah you're so awesome it takes you two times to spell the word awesome
Britty: like WHOA!!
^yeah, you see as a young girl, she fell down a ravine and.. well its an interesting story.
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| Well well, I'm finally updating! Snaps for Chaney!
I'll start about a week back.
Christmas Eve: I went to
Gramps' house with my parents & my Aunt Sharon & Uncle Denny.
That was alright. I woke up that morning sick, so naturally I felt like
crap when I went. I took this drowsy antihistamine since that was all
that my gramps' had. Boy I though I was gonna die. My aunt & uncle
brought their 5 year old Doberman, Elgin. What a sweetheart. Since I
was about knocked out, him & I were curled up on the floor together
slowly falling asleep. My dad and Denny got into a small bickering
matter. It was quite humorous I might add. Dad made fun of Denny
somehow, so later on Denny's retaliation was of such words : "Rob, go
pound a shingle & shut the hell up." Yeah, Denny won. Then I came
home, slept for about 5 hours, then I finally got to talk to Seth.
Seems like he never wants to talk to me anymore. I guess I'm just
getting a little tired of being the last thing on his mind.
Christmas Day: Woke up, had my
blueberry muffins, & opened a few gifts. I got about $150 dollars
in a card. That was crazy. Talked to a few select people, & that
was Christmas day for me.
The Week: Hung out with myself
for a while. Then I went over to Brittneys, hung out with her for a
while, & well argued with Shawn over numorous accounts. I went to
Courtney's for a Secret Santa arrangement. Haha Lauren I love my furry
handcuffs! & the ring + socks! Thanks baby! Hung out with them for
a while. Thankfully, overcame a little ''drama-ishness" then went back
to Brittneys. The dumbass almost caught her carpet on fire. Pretty
freaking hularious.
Me: You caught your fucking carpet on fire!
Britt: Not uh, thats the ashes!
Me: Ashes from the CARPET, you douche bag!
Britt: Ohhhh, hehe.
We also played many games of foosball. Yes, I got my ass beat. No, I
didn't win once.Called Cory & Kevin, talked to them for a while.
Woke up this morning, got a shower & everything. Then Cory &
Kevin rode into Arendtsville to say hi to Britty & me. They came in
for a few minutes then left. Oh yeah, almost forgot. Somewhere between
Brittney's shower & the time Cory & Kevin came over, Brittney
handcuffed me to her bed & torturously took pictures. I'll post
them sometime. Well we went to Britt's doctor appointment then, & I
stayed in the car with David.
David: Eww an old guy.
Me: Eww old & wrinkly.
David: Haha that's gonna be you someday!
^^ yeah fuck you too buddy
Me: Heyy theres another old guy!
David: He's wrinkly too!
Me: Point & laugh at the old wrinkly guy David!
In unison: AHAHAHAHA.
^^never thought I would have fun with that child.
Anywho, once Britt was done, Brandi,David,Britt, & I went to Kohls
to exchange stuff. Then we went to the mall where I bought this
adorable pink Fox hoodie. Love it. After that, off to the Hotdog Shop
it was!! Came home, & here we are! Tomorrow we're probably hanging
out doing lord knows what. If you wanna come over give us a shout!
For everybody who has been asking..
Seth & I have been alright I guess. He doesn't really talk anymore,
we don't say I love you, & I have a feeling he's hiding something
from me. Something having to do with him & I. Possibly, we're
falling out of love.
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Sometimes it's easier to pretend things are okay rather than face a difficult
truth. So we go through the motions, the rituals of everyday life. We hope
the comfortable rythyms of familiarity will hold off the inevitable just a little
longer. Return things to normal...anything to buy us more time. Playing
pretend, make believe - it might be one thing we never outgrow.
+[Everwood]
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Ohh & a special tribute to a special person..
Carly baby I fucking love you! you are mine!
Comment whores <3
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| Haven't updated in a long time.
* Faith's party was fun. Got a lot of cake icing smeared all over my face. fun fun. Hope you had a great birthday!
*Tomorrow is CARLY BABY'S birthday! I LOVE YOU SWEETIE! hope its a good one. She's a dork but you gotta love her.
Well lets see, the days havent been that bad lately. To be honest, they've been pretty good. I say the glass is about half full. Seeing as I'm trying this new thing, where I'm as least bit of cynical as I can be, I'm going to refer to it as half full instead of half empty. You can't get anywhere always looking on the negative side. Although, it all depends on whats being poured. Sometimes we just want a taste. Other times, the bottle is bottomless, like a hard liquor after a long days worth of bitching and moaning from those with nothing better to do than share their pessimistic views on the world and its misfortune. Sometimes you just have to say when.
well for a certain person, here are a few poems I wrote, so enjoy I guess.
She's silent
Staring at the scuffed floor
One slow step after another
Until her slouched body reaches the classroom door She lets out a long shaky sigh
Wishing herself well
She has to walk into a classroom
With thoughts she dare not tell
The hinges creak and squeal
As shallow eyes dart her way
It's a shame they don't know
The quiet ones have the most to say
She pauses for a moment
hugging herself while feeling naked and bare
Nothing covering her pale petite figure
but her long, thick auburn hair
She snaps back into reality
As the young teacher tells the fragile girl where to sit
The woman points to an isolated chair in the back
Just what the girl wanted, as luck would have it
Before she takes her seat
She is asked to tell the class her name
"It wouldn't make a difference," she whispered, hardly making a sound
"Who I am wouldn't change."
Heres another one
As young children
Our imagination begins to spin around
Coming up with set theories on how we want to live
Seeing our parents together makes us realize
We all want something real
A feeling that won't fade
Like dark blue jeans in a warm water cycle
Something that won't tear
No matter how weathered or frayed it may be
As we go through life
Loneliness overcomes our confidence
Like that lost kitten that longs for a strong shelter
Who dreams of one day being able to lap up its daily milk
Without ever having to hopelessly wonder around
Stepping through cold, shadowy streets
Trying to sift through the scent of acceptance
Left behind by those without a care in the world
All we want is our own scent
Some of us have experienced the validating feeling of comfort
Tragically, by the time we are accustomed to it
Fate takes its very own spin
It seems we are left stranded and torn
Nobody wants to be stranded
Nobody ever wants to be torn
I can't help but question myself of these terms
Why is it when something positive comes along
There's always a negative to cancel it out?
Our teachers were right
Algebra would play into our daily lives some way
Disappointingly life's puzzles can't be solved with a quadratic equation
We all need someone real
Someone to pay dry those gusts of saltwater
Before they trickle down your cheeks
And drip off your chin, landing on your paper
Sounding of a mid-summer shower on a tin roof
We need a direct object
Not a brain teaser
Its such a shame though
Fake is the new trend
And we're all in style
I guess the abstract question is less why
It's more a matter of when
When will we ever get to feel comfort
When will we be able to lay around on hazy rainy days
Living under a strong shelter
Wearing our broken in denim
Drinking our daily glass of calcium
If that one day
That day where we don't have to wonder when any longer
Comes along
Don't be naive
Never sell what you've waited on for so much time
Don't ever sell out your one chance of happiness and fulfillment
Well I hope ya'll liked em. I might update tomorrow, but I have practice so I don't know. | | |
| So I'm home for the night. Tomorrow I'm going to my grandparents house to spend the night. We're going out for Chinese for lunch. Score.
Seth && I are good. We've came to a certain understanding as I call it. Hopefully, things will start to look up from now on. I really hope so.
you && i never had it easy we had to work
so hard && everytime it feels like we`re
going to make it thats when it all falls apart
but baby ;; i`ll take my chances with you
I'm not giving up. Not now. Now ever. <33333333 | | |
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