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Name: Desi-Ray Country: United States Birthday: 9/28/1990 Gender: Female
Interests: music, music, music, food, sewing, drawing, reading, photography, friends, watching tv, watching people, watching... Occupation: Student Industry: photojournalism :)
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| old school rulesOh man, this computer's gonna be the death of me. I stay up way too late now...ugh. I feel like I had homework to do tonight...oh well. My tummy hurts. Probably cus i'm fucking EXHAUSTED and shouldn't do anything saturday. Maybe I won't. Maybe I'll just tell my friends I really can't do it. Physically, I can't do it. UUUUUGH. Senior year=crap. I figured out that, although I filled out my FAFSA, I never filled out the financial aid form for UChicago. So I'm pretty much not going there for sure. Goddammit. Could that have possibly gone any worse? What if I do get in? No thanks, even though you went through my app when it was SUPER uber late. Lord. Fuck. Me. But with the $10300 scholarship to UofL I think it's final by now that that's where I'm going. Which should make Mommy and Grampa happy. Anyway. That's life. Kinda.
Toast.
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| hopelessly yours alabamai'm in a state where fast is always slow, so the wind can't ever blow I'm feeling rather...emo, i guess. Last night was fucking amazing. D and mom and I went to IndyFringe and saw The President's New Clothes, which was pretty funny. Then we went to get some dinero at Subway, then to Starbuck's and I got a grapefruit Izze then we went to Luna and mommy bought a new cd for me for $5. And it is fucking amazing. I can't stop listening to this one song "Alabama". It's so beautiful. And thus, my emo-feeling-ness. I'm in a lovey mood. But anyway. After Luna, we went and sat for a while and I read Nuvo and Didi tried to do the Times crossword (all three of us failed miserably.), we went to the Cabaret Theatre and sat around, I listened to a really pretty Marcy Playground song (and more) and read more Nuvo, D drew me, and mommy took a short nap. We went in finally and watched Recently Dead Celebrities, which was mother effing hilarious. God, it was soooo much fun. So we left and popped in my new CD and the music was unbelievably perfect for the night. We rolled down the windows, let the wind blow in our hair, and just listened and thought all the way home. It was awesome. Had it been in Dad's car he would have undoubtedly clicked it off and made some stupid-ass comment and ruined the whole moment. D and I cherish our movie moments a very lot. I love it. Then Lo came over and I ate everything in sight and we watched The Sweetest Thing and Cider House Rules and stayed up until 3 (bad idea). I worked on my Textiles project for like 3 hours today and it turned out alright...I wish she had given us a larger space to work with. Oh well. The main chick's dress is fucking amazing. I WANT! I need to start my applications for college...damn. I'm still in an absolutely euphoric mood. However, there is one single thing that could make it better, lol. But isn't that how it always goes? We don't live in a John Cusack movie  | | |
| holy poop!Pitchfork was AMAZING!!! I saw: Grizzly Bear Clipse Deerhunter De La Soul Girl Talk Fujiya & Miyagi The Twilight Sad Of Montreal Jamie Lidell Sonic Youth Slint GZA ...and six other kickass bands i forget at the moment they were amazing. Of Montreal was INSANE! for their encore, they did a cover of the kinks! >>mosh pit right in front of me!!!<< KICKASSSSSSS. alright. i'll post more later. i feel like talking to people. | | |
| ratatat!Knocked Up is amazing. I've seen it twice, and it's genius. GREAT movie. Freakin love it. I can't tell you how much I loved it! It did scare me though. I decided I'm going to become a nun after seeing that thing. Woo nuns! One of Ratatat's songs is in it and it's super awesome that I knew what it was! Yay! Anyway, I decided that if I had the money to have a Super Sweet 16, I'd want Reel Big Fish to play. How awesome would that be? And if they couldn't come, I'd want Smash Mouth. Cus they are both flipping awesome. Summer is goin quite awesomely. I have my permit and at the end of July I can get my license! Woo! Didi and I are friends again, I've got Hater pretty much wrapped around my finger (lmao, it's GLORIOUS), and I'm hanging out with Joel and Matt more, which is very cool. I love those guys. Not much else to say. Pitchfork Music Festival with Patrick this weekend! WOOOOO! Can't wait for it! GAH! YAY! I'm incredibly hyper at the moment. And I don't know why. It's wonderful. But soon I have to go and do more chores. Blech. But then I get to go to the midnight premiere of Harry Potter 5! WOO! I haven't even read the book. It should be good anyway. Other people will tell me if it's book-like or not. Doesn't really matter to me. I'm gonna go make something. LLAMA! P.S. D&D is getting awesome-er and awesome-er  | | |
| boyshapedlovedrugI pretty much wanted to shoot myself in the face Thursday night. After calling me for a surprisingly not awkward conversation about how Clayton told him I like him and that he asked Mary out Wednesday, Joel said pretty much the worst thing he could possibly say: "I would have asked you out like two weeks ago, but you didn't seem interested." I was kinda like, ummm, did you not notice the uber-flirting and the cookies and the overly-cheerful "Hi!"s in the morning? So we got off the phone after a nice 24-minute conversation (which would have been longer had he not had stuff to do) and I stayed online a bit and went to bed around 10ish. But I was so ragingly furious at myself I couldn't sleep and I couldn't scream "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" like I really really needed to or throw something or do something to release my intense frustration so I pretty much laid in bed and stared furiously at the wall until I got one of my magazines and started ripping all of the pages in half. Which sorta made me feel better, until the next morning when I woke up just as furious as I had been previously. So I dragged myself out of bed feeling like absolute shit and got ready, almost not wearing a shirt under my hoodie (which I always do, it's just a thing I have about it), when I discovered my flat iron wasn't going to turn on for me. So I switched plugs in hopes of it fixing itself and decided it was a good idea to touch the plate to test it. Which it turned out for some reason that it had been on and I burnt my finger and I didn't have any aloe and had to finish getting ready with my finger on an ice cube. Got to school, vented to Lauren and Rick and Sarah and went to history, which is the class I have with both Mary and Joel. Talked to Jennifer, didn't do research, and finished the period feeling a little better, having talked to people. I forget what else happened, but I know there was something else that made my day suck even more, so I guess it's a good thing I forgot it. But during lunch I remembered I hadn't signed up for summer speech yet so I had to do that and I hadn't realized that I only had one week to do it. And it was Friday. So I go in and the guy asks me "Do you have your money?" "Uh, no..." "Uh-oh, it's the last day for apps." "(thinks: Fuck.) Crap." So I spent 20 minutes in 5th and 6th period calling my dad and getting him to bring money in all the way from his work and it turns out session 1 filled up the day before. So then I'm stuck with session 2, and I have Driver's Ed at the beginning of the summer. So I think, Wonderful. My summer's gonna totally blow. Then I get home after fricking Wind Ensemble practice and my mom yells at me for fucking things up again and I feel even more like shit. Then Lo comes over and we hang out and watch Saved! and give Midnight a bath and trim his talons and make him pretty. And hate us, lol. So I felt a bit better. Then we went and Lo bought me ice cream and Rick met us at the Marble Slab and dad called and yelled at me for being late. So we left, Dad yells at me for the same exact thing my mother yelled at me for (as I'm trying to simply go to sleep and get the day over with) and I try to not get an attitude with him. He leaves, I'm pissed, I go to sleep, I wake up early that morning and go to King's Island with my band friends and we ride a total of 3 rides in 6 hours. But it was still fun. But I really wanted to ride Beast and I didn't get to. I like Kentucky Kingdom better cus there's never any really long lines there. *takes in breath* So that's my rant finally and I'm still absolutely pissed at myself for not being "clearly interested", as Mary was, and I have to go to school tomorrow and pretend to not temporarily hate her. (Because that's how things go) The End. I have to go do the rest of my homework. And read Death of a Salesman. ...stupid fuckin String Doll. All it does for me and guys is fuck things up it seems. The reverse of its purpose. | | |
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