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Name: Marielle
Country: United States
State: Washington
Birthday: 3/30/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: music (kinda)...i can make little animals out of wire and beads...not a very profitable hobby, i can tell you that....i read books sometimes....hell i dont know. if you dont know me and my hobbies, well tough... :p lol
Expertise: music (kinda)...
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
8/1/2003
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| new xanga: http://www.xanga.com/bakan0gaijin
im going to stop using this one soon, so please make changes accordingly.
spank you!
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| why does EVERYONE have a hot display picture in
facebook/friendster/myspace/whateverthehellyouusenow??? i mean, i am
quite proud of the odd picture i put on my facebook..but then i look
like a dink next to all the pictures of girls dressed up and in
makeup...man. what pressure to always look good.
see THIS is why i hardly ever use that shit. it makes me feel inferior
to not be as pretty or have pictures that at least make me look pretty
even if i dont really look pretty. then the messages and connections
and shit are second to all that. because YOU HAVE TO LOOK HOT IN YOUR
PICTURES ON FRIENDSTER! (think about it. if you know the story
about how Kevin and I got together, then you would realize that had i
not put that remotely good looking picture of me up there, Kevin would
never have noticed it, nor would he even had realized i changed my
display name from 'Marielle' to 'Louise' for that matter.)
i think im just bitter that the photographer always takes the pictures, but no one takes pictures of the photographer.
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| i dunno if im going to continue with this xanga, but just in case, here's the new one:
http://www.xanga.com/bakan0gaijin
yup.
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| my bed is neatly made. i don't want to go to sleep; im afraid if i get
in my bed, i'll dive into another black hole. when the sheets are
placed just so and the pillows propped up the way i like, it looks like
nothing but a harmless piece of furniture.
i'm feeling less and less like i used to, like i thought i should be
feeling now. i still havent found what im looking for, and it's
kinda sad.
maybe it's time to mess up my sheets, slip in between them and let
whatever happens happen. i dont have the luxury of time to be normal
the way i want it to be. i guess that's why all the heartwrenching
things happen when im done trying to be normal for the time
being. it's weakening, and makes the call of my harmless-looking
black hole sound so alluring...
so good night. see you when i wake up.
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| lots of random stuff...guy recognizing me and waving and saying hi to
me as i sat and read a book on a street corner at a table near my apt on monday before my meeting,
and me not knowing who he was.... (sorry!!) me seeing Hayley again,
this awesomely cute baby i met once on the bus...on the bus again, but
with his dad and baby brother this time, not his mom...another
emotional episode with Kevin again...scrambling to get my SPU app
together for monday, soc homework due monday, psych test friday...agh i
put a lot on my plate again. im also trying to sell my car and get
another, automatic one. and i've lately had this tendency of having
small creative bursts on the guitar, but i cant seem to find the words
to put to my guitar stuff, and then i lose the song all together. sigh.
sad.
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