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Name: Kelsey
Birthday: 8/22/1988
Interests: dispatch
shins
h&m
damien rice
jack johnson
sweet tea
cigar smoke
thrift stores
gaudy jewelry
big sunglasses
my car<3
milkshakes
laurels hair
forehead kisses
sleeping on the beach
bikini cruisin'
hatteras
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Member Since:
3/26/2004
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| in responseim almost twenty now and thank god i didnt write like a child or id be even more mortified to have stumbled upon this. hooters is delicious.
k
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| xanga has taken a backseat to my long list of "priorities" - not such a big surprise. so lets see, since the last entry i have:
a) gotten pulled over in the school parking lot for passing a bus and then fined $550 (court date not set yet)
b) run into on crain highway while making a right turn at a green light (not my fault, redneck goth glen burnie girls fault) and thank goodness my little car didnt get totalled
c) along with the rest of our band, beat parkside (best drum major, best guard, best percussion)
d) received an amazing cd (or according to tim, the most croosh cd ever) from my boyfriend :)
e) saw waiting!! (dane with tattoos and piercings is an unexpected bonus)
f) dropped off in dc with the rest of our senior class to run wild. and in our groups case "wild" entailed spending $2 for a ride on a carousel and getting photographed while riding backwards or side saddled in our long entirely trendy hippy skirts, eating delicious salmon ceasar salad at the national museum of art's outdoor cafe, and bemoaning the loss of the giant squid at the museum of natural history (not, unlike a large part of our class, eating lunch at hooters. cheezy)
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| yea son. my car died, but now shes back :) sadly no more escape driving for me. tomorrows friday so who knows where ill be come 5:30. i re-love damien rice! hes so good/beautiful/poetic/sad and its fantastic. and although hes way better when youre depressed and sobbing, im just glad to be this happy :D tonight was the senior meeting and they talked about the new "senior projects". once again we're the guinea pigs. we have to give a 45 minute presentation that we work on all year on whatever topic we choose. we do a project, 6-12 page paper, community service, interviews, all kinds of stuff. im actually pretty excited only because we can pick whatever we want. im leaning toward photography just because i dont want to write poems and them have to write a paper about stuff i just wrote. too much writing for this woman. nightynight <3 (love you) | | |
| no one ever is allowed to ever see my feet. cindy knows what im sayin ;)
school is much better this week and im in an insanely good mood. today me and green went to the hunan rose and stuffed our faces for $5.95 and then fell asleep through the last two periods. i love people. this year im done with finding fault with anyone or not liking anyone for anything petty. because, why bother? honestly why create more drama for yourself and others by picking out people that bother you or upset you? so now, for all i formerly got annoyed with: i now like you. or atleast am indifferent towards you (lucky you!) so dont talk to me about how so-and-so said this and isnt-that-bitchy-i-hate-her-so-much. because i dont care anymore. haha about much of anything. (besides you of course :*) im enjoying this last year and last time i checked, we were freshman 4 years ago. so lighten up and enjoy it while it lasts. oh and the cafes back :) | | |
| so schools started...my schedules a joke and i can already tell its not going to be so easy being a senior. frank, green, and i were talking and we decided theres no longer a buffer zone. in the years past weve always hid behind the senior class because they are the ones to usually be watched the closest. but nowwww we're the seniors. we'll have to see how this one turns out. jon and i saw the 40 year old virgin, which we both thought was really cute/hysterical. oh yea i had a birthday. and now my car if officially not lame. because it plays cds. hehe. today was spent in church, cleaning/washing my car, justins birthday party, other assorted drama. ive now got to think of something semi intelligent to say about the four loves in english tomorrow. which is proving difficult. why did school have to start and ruin everything? friday was what we like to call "field day", meaning everyone was on the field for 3 hours, sweating profusely in the name of fun. then a two hour practice where lindsay couldnt understand why none of us wanted to move. after that i showed up at shannons and we..didnt do much of anything that i can remember. haha then i wound up sleeping in my car (on my homemade animal print pillow - 8th grade home ec baby), beef jerky my only sustinance. youre not getting anything else out of me about that night. next morning crashed at jons and then went to the container store with my mom. talk about an ocd persons paradise. its an entire store devoted to organization. of every kind. then season finale of degrassi (w/ kevin smith) and kung fu hustle. the weekends are far too short. <3 | | |
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