I think Polyphonic Spree is one of the coolest bands ever. I love their music! Oh, so much! ^^
Their music can be found on
-Thumbsucker
-Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

and I'm sure others, but once I found out they were on two of my favorite movies, I had to listen! I now rate them as #1 lust! Woo!

Kill the hosers.

On your birthday, I wore black.

I'm trying to let you go. I'm trying so hard.

To Do List:

1. Get a car

2. Cut back on smoking

3. Quit drinking soda (my last one is tonight)

4. Start running again

5. Go single

6. Start painting again

7. Finish my writing

8. Plan my trip

9. Burn cds for friends

10. Lose weight

11. Start a diary with no dates

12. Hug my dad

13. Let go of a certain someone

14. Cry myself to sleep one last time

15. Start a normal bed time routine

16. Get contacts (maybe)

17. Start saving money

18. Pray

19. Come to grips with the fact that I am me.

20. Clean on a regular basis.

Rich people. Here in Brainerd we have shitloads of tourism. They are fondly known as citiots. They have huge cabins and houses on the lakes, they clog up traffic with their boats, campers, jet skis, 4 wheelers, etc and make it impossible to get to Wal*Mart in under twenty five minutes. I have a theory. I don't think rich people can go to heaven. I think they have to build their "heaven" while on Earth. So they build these monstrosity houses and call it home. It's because they'll never get into heaven. So they enjoy what they can now. That's my theory.

I better get into Heaven! I've gone through shit some people can't even imagine!

So, I'm watching Heavy on VH1 and I discovered that I have a deep love of Marilyn Manson. I love what he said about Columbine. They asked what he would've said to those kids if he had the chance. He said "I wouldn't say anything. I would've listened. That's what was wrong. No one listened to them." I think that's one of the smartest things anyone has ever said! I love what he said about he thinks of himself as an artist and that art is a question mark. I've dedicated one of my recent paintings to him and that quote. Once I can, I'll post a picture up here, seeing as I have no way to put up any pictures or art. But don't worry....I will.

On a more personal note, I'm still losing weight. I've started taking diet pills but not in the obsessive speed effect way. I eat all the time though, seeing as how Dad has a grilled cheese maker, I eat grilled cheese all the time. And I don't trust tap water so I always drink soda (pop). But I've become more active, I walk everywhere, I chase Miss Susie Q and I work out with Kurt a few times a week. Rachel said we needed to go shopping, but what the hell? I'll just wait, save up my money for if I super lose weight and I'll need to buy a whole new wardrobe. Which would be cool. ^^

Me and Kurt haven't seen a lot of eachother recently, except when we work out. I don't call him my 'boyfriend' a term which means nothing really. But I'm pretty happy. It's what I wanted right? I said one night stands only. It makes me feel better. Men played me my whole life and now I'm playing them. Ha.

Well, I'm applying for a position on Elftown, I want to be a crew member. I said I wanted to be the "Dear Abbey" of Elftown. If you wanna see my application (they require applications!) go to Idyllic Ideas. Pretty cool, eh?

A white man yells to a black man. "Hey colored boy! You're blockin my view."
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:
"When I was born I was black,"
"When I grew up I was black,"
"When I'm sick I'm black,"
"When I go in the sun I'm black,"
"When I'm cold I'm black,"
"When I die I'll be black"
"But you sir..."
"When you're born you're pink,"
"When you grow up you're white,"
"When you're sick, you're green,"
"When you go in the sun you turn red,"
"When you're cold you turn blue,"
"And when you die you turn purple."
"And you have the nerve to call me colored?"
SOME PEOPLES NERVES, ESPECAILLY THOSE DAMN CAUCASIANS.

I've decided that if I'm going to smoke while I do everything, I should do it while writing. A lot of writers smoke. And they smoke while they write and drink coffee. While the coffee part always makes me gag, I do love to write. I've decided that I'm going to start sending pieces to magazines under pseudonoms and read it and giggle with pleasure. It's fun to have little secrets. ^_^ I'm also (finally) going to get some zooms for my camera so that I can finally take some good pictures. At school I am going to take a photography class and we get to learn to use a dark room. I want to have a dark room one day. It'd be fun and it'd make me feel artsy fartsy. Well...I'm going to watch Nickelodeon. Aaah....the joy of cable.

I lean my head against the glass and stare out the window, in a happy daze. The rain has just wiped everything clean and the air smells the way nothing else can except after a storm. The road gleams black and the trees are bigger than any I've ever seen except for on TV. My Dad glances back and smiles at me and I don't resist to smile back. Rachel sings along to Tool and Soundgarden on the cd I've burned her. Andrew is asleep against Susie's carseat and Susie is naming each of us in turn until we say something to acknowledge our names. Isn't it amazing how something you've resisted can turn out to be so beautiful. Everyone is so free. Sure, we still yell and people get angry, but it's so much easier when you haven't heard it the past ten years of your life. Have you ever felt like you belonged somewhere? I've always said I didn't want to come here, but I'm happy I have. My Dad isn't what my mother has always made him out to be. My mom's blanks are filled in by Dad and Rachel. Explaining a lot. Rachel knows so much and she is up to par on my life as much as Morgan and Alex. And they're my best friends. She knows all about me and I know a lot about her. I've become loose in my skin, like the whole time I was waiting to explode, but now I can relax. I sit, read, and smoke without shame. I get baby kisses daily that make you feel the only way being accepted and trusted by such a small person can make you feel. They understand me more than ever here. My blanks I leave are filled in with the words and ideas I never thought of and that others never though of. I'm not seen as a young girl gone awry here, I'm seen as a teenage girl who is secure and level-headed. Rachel is always amazed by my maturity and how easy we can all talk together. She was disappointed to find I won't be 18 until March, she was hoping to take me clubbing in December while in Texas. No one cares much about my past, because as it turns out, we're all like. And for something I've resisted so much, and as much as I miss home, I'm finally happy. I'm not so stressed. I can sleep naked again! And as the trees and fields blur together in a seventy-mile an hour watercolour, I think of how much fun this could be. I see the edge of Lake Superior edging between trees and the enormous buildings break out of the middle of the country-side and the bridges go out onto the water leading to who knows where(Canadia) and I feel like this is the perfect place to unveil my new realizations. To take my new steps. The lake looks like the ocean, ready to wash away my old impurities and sea gulls slap overhead. I think of everyone and everything I've left behind. In a way I think it's worth it. It's finding me. And if I had never left, who knows. I might still be waiting for certain people to change their minds. For some to come to me and declare love. I might be working at McDonald's trying to make ends meet just to stay somewhere I've always been. But that would be a step backwards. I've gone forward. You can't step in the same river twice.

Okay, so I've talked about Kurt...since I do not have a scanner or digital camera, I'll just give you some facts, shall I?

Name: Curtis DuPree (it begins with a C and he spells Kurt with a K)
Age:20
-goes back to Michigan U. in the fall
-only works out to meet chicks (my words, he just agreed)
-drives a really crappy truck
-wanted to get lips tattooed on his butt, but no one would do it
-has a secret passion for mean girls
-wrote a love letter to bette midler
-dresses emo but likes to listen to rap
-just like Alex, he wheezes when he gets too close to Hollister
-likes to read raunchy novels out loud in the park
-has been to the st. louis zoo once
-says really corny things to me when he talks to me on the phone
-refers to cancer as "a healthy, glowing tan"

I always get all nervous that when people are talking and I have a word in my head or something I really want to say that's inappropriate, I think I'm going to shout it. And I really have to control myself. Otherwise I'll just shout "Belgium!" or "Nipples!"  It happens a lot.

So I go to work out. 3am. I didn't think anyone would be there. There was one guy who left as I came in. Then while I was jogging a guy who looked oddly enough like Zach Andrews came in. He started to jog and we didn't say anything. Eventually I started to walk and he did too. 
"You don't really look like the type to work out." I said. He had spiky black hair and sleeve tattoos.
"Yeah...I just come every once in a while."
He worked out with me on the weights and I taught him to do cheerleading stretches. Then he made up a cheer. I convinced him to go tanning and when he was done he said "I feel like I'm glowing with cancer!" We went to the grocery store and he got me a lighter and he got cigarettes. We got coffee and shared a piece of chocolate cheesecake. He was really sweet. And it struck me how weird this was. He said I talked funny and I laughed and said he talks funnier. We talked for a really long time. He gave me his phone number and said we should work out everynight together. We meet every night at 3am...so I guess it's every morning. He came over one day and I showed him my paintings. He painted a big red and orange flower for me on my shoulder and I gave him blue lips on his neck. I told him it was like a hickey. But prettier. Then he kissed me. Moving here wasn't so bad.

I'm super excited! I'm doing it again! It's really bad. And I should stop...but I like it! And who's gonna stop me? *devil grin* Aaah....fun.

Brokeback Mountain did two things for me.

1) Made me cry really hard.

2) Made me really want a girlfriend/boyfriend.

Strangely enough, I'm enjoying myself here. It's not bad or anything. I like it here. Rachel really understands me...Suzie Q's a cutie pie, Dad's nice (when he's here), and Andrew...well Andrew's weird. But I don't get the school. So...I'm going up to it on Tuesday. Have the guidance counselor help me fill stuff out or something. I don't get the class thingy...but if things go right I can take metal working (which is basically what Sam does at Only Child) and photography, where we'll have a darkroom. The only problem is everyone here has already picked classes and from what I hear they're all super artsy. They look it too. I haven't seen an Abecrombie tshirt or Hollister girl anywhere. Which isn't bad or good or anything, just haven't seen them. I'm having a pretty fun time. I really like Rachel. I just miss Emma a lot. I feel bad for her. She seems to be unhappy. I can't wait to see her when she visits! Which is weird to hear for some of you who know our relationship. But I went tanning for the first time today and burned of all things my elbows...elbows! But I'm having fun and I miss everyone, but it's only a year, right?

THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS


ANGER
1. Who did you last get angry with? my mom
2. What is your weapon of choice? my awesome mind
3. Would you hit a member of the opposite sex? i do
4.How about of the same sex? yes..i do
5.Who was the last person who got really angry at you? my mom
6.What is your pet peeve? liars
7.Do you keep grudges, or can you let them go easily? i dunno...both

Sloth
1.What is one thing you're supposed to do daily that you haven't done in a long time? drink milk
2. What is the latest you've ever woken up? 3 pm
3.Name a person you've been meaning to contact, but haven't? roro
4. What is the last lame excuse you made? "i didn't know it was against the rules"
5.Have you ever watched an infomercial all the way through? no
6. How many times did you hit the snooze button on your alarm clock today? none

GLUTTONY
1.What is your overpriced alcohol beverage of choice? i don't drink...much
2. Meat eaters: white meat or red meat? what the hell is white meat?
3. What is the greatest amount of alcohol you've had in one sitting/outing/event? 4 beers, 3 shots of captain morgan and half a bottle of gin
4. Have you ever used a professional diet company? trimspa baby
5. Do you have an issue with your weight? kinda
6. Do you prefer sweets, salty foods, or spicy foods? salty
7. Have you ever looked at a small housepet or child and thought "Food!"? eh...no....BABIES!!!!!

LUST
1.How many people have you seen naked (not counting movies or family)? a lot...there's gym and the weird stuff i make my friends do when playing that weird date game we got
2. How many people have seen YOU naked (not counting physicians/family)? the same as above i guess
3. Have you ever caught yourself staring at the chest/crotch of a member of your gender of choice during a normal conversation? Yes, and have gotten caught doing so
4. Have you "done it"? teehee...you said "done it"
5. What is your favorite body part on a person of your gender of choice? eyes
6. Have you ever been propositioned by a prostitute? no but i want to be
7. Have you ever had to get tested for an STD or pregnancy? yeah...i thought i had gonhorrea...that's a joke I swear


GREED
1.How many credit cards do you own? None
2.What's your guilty pleasure store? american eagle or hot topic
3.If you had $1 million, what would you do with it? get a car and a house and save the rest
4.Would you rather be rich, or famous? famous because it'll make you rich eventually
5.Would you accept a boring job if it meant you would make megabucks? how boring?
6.Have you ever stolen anything? Yeah
7.How many MP3s are on your hard drive? i dunno, this aint my computer


PRIDE
1. What one thing have you done that you're most proud of? my paintings
2. What one thing have you done that your parents are most proud of? uh........
3. What thing would you like to accomplish in your life? travel the world
4. Do you get annoyed by coming in second place? hell no
5. Have you ever entered a contest of skill, knowing you were of much higher skill than all the other competitors? no
6. Have you ever cheated on something to get a higher score? all during smitty's class
7. What did you do today that you're proud of? i went and worked out
1. What item (or person) of your friends would you most want to have for your own? rachel's camera
2. Who would you want to go on "Trading Spaces"? uh...what?
3. If you could be anyone else in the world, who would you be? honestly rachel
4. Have you ever been cheated on? i don't know if it counts
5. Have you ever wished you had a physical feature different from your own? yes
6. What inborn trait do you see in others that you wish you had for yourself? i don't know...uh, artistic-ness-icity
7. Do you wish you'd come up with this survey? not especially...no


8. Finally, what is your favorite deadly sin?
lust and anger

I am: Confused in a good way
I have: enough
I wish: to know I'm loved
I hate: fakes
I miss: Ste. Gen
I fear: rejection
I hear: music...always
I search: for books to hole up in forever
I wonder: what would have happened
I regret: everything
I love: ...I don't know
I always: listen
I am NOT: a nice person
I cry: alone
I write: beginning at 3 am and continuing until dawn
I hurt: many people
I want: what I can not have
I hope: that I'll be happier
I feel alone: a lot
I waste: my talent
I talk: to anyone
I break: things when I'm angry
I watch: traffic on my street at midnight
I remember: all those times I've had with all those special someones
I forget: any math or science related facts
I sleep with: no clothes and cigarettes
I hide: what I really think
I drive: my mama's minivan
I burn: my lips and fingers all the time
I breathe: deep
I feel: left out
I know: I love someone out there
I dream: daily
I await: my knight in shining armor (as cliche as it sounds)
I live: because the world wouldn't notice anyway if one more died
I die: eventually..and that's what scares me

Why do all presidents' names have to be George or John? Huh? I want to raise the next president...and name him Sparticus. Or Godzilla. GODZILLA IS YOUR PRESIDENT! VOTE FOR GODZILLA! That'd be awesome. Think of the cool slogans and ads that could be around just because your name is Godzilla. Or maybe I'll name my kid Jesus!!!! VOTE FOR JESUS. WWJD?? VOTE FOR JESUS!  GOD LOVES JESUS, SO SHOULD YOU!!! WHO COULD HATE JESUS?   COME ON ALL YOU JEWS, REPENT FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE....VOTE FOR JESUS!!

Or maybe not. Okie Dokie then.

I be supreme ghetto white girl yo ass eva laid ayez on, aight? Sho nuff, nah shorty ain't eva call me cracka, dig man?



My brain feels dumb...