| goodbye. |
[30 Nov 2003|11:25pm] |
i think i am done with this journal.
i dont write in it anymore.
i dont think i will delete it, because its funny to read old entries.
but i wont write in it anymore.
i do, however, have a new journal.
and if you leave a comment here i will add you.
farewell old journal.
♥
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| dear boy, |
[25 Nov 2003|12:14am] |
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i called you tonight.
i havent spoken to you all day.
maybe for a minute or two, but that shouldnt count.
i hope you call me sometime tonight.
i guess i just hope you are having a wonderful time.
p.s. you wish that i had french nails.
♥,
meg
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| dear you, |
[21 Nov 2003|06:20pm] |
my head hurts.
and my heart hurts.
and im scared.
i hope you call me
i really do.
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| oh saturday, hurry please. |
[18 Nov 2003|04:06pm] |
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bored. |
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the rapture. |
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i am excited for the week ahead.
i feel like i have so much to look forward to.
its such a wonderful feeling.
wednesday:late start
thursday:tattoo
friday:work/get paid
saturday:work until 4, then seattle to see devon
sunday:goodbye kiss
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[17 Nov 2003|03:49pm] |
I NEED YOU SO MUCH CLOSER...
♥
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[16 Nov 2003|09:01pm] |
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mood |
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sleepy. |
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music |
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passenger seat death cab for cutie. |
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dearest chedrish,
benjamin gibbard wrote this song for us. i just thought i would make you aware of that.
sincerely,
meg
i roll the window down
and then begin to breathe in
the darkest country road
and the strong scent of evergreen
from the passenger seat as you are driving me home.
then looking upwards
i strain my eyes and try
to tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites
from the passenger seat as you are driving me home.
"do they collide?"
i ask and you smile.
with my feet on the dash
the world doesn't matter.
when you feel embarrassed then i'll be your pride
when you need directions then i'll be the guide
for all time.
for all time.
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| more than you would imagine... |
[16 Nov 2003|06:40pm] |
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sick. |
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"all is full of love" death cab for cutie. |
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[16 Nov 2003|05:09pm] |
i am 18 now.
i had not planned on spending the day after my birthday in bed sick.
i wonder what is wrong with me.
devon, please call me.
♥
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| pretend birthday. |
[13 Nov 2003|08:05pm] |
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HAPPY. |
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the rapture. |
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tonight we pretended it was my birthday (its really on saturday), and we went out to dinner. my whole family hasnt gone out to dinner since...whoever had their birthday last. i had an amazing time. it was more than amazing. i laughed so hard that i almost forgot that i was upset about the things you said. my sister got me a watch (she noticed i didnt like it so much, so she said it was alright to bring it back) and this amazing card. on the inside she wrote "megan, i look forward to our everlasting friendship. i am very proud of you and everything you are. your strong sense of individuality is admirable. growing up with you meant growing up with a friend for a lifetime. love always, nicola." it made me happy. my parents got me a cheesy card, and 100 dollars which i am completely thankful for. AND my auntie margaret in ireland sent me 100 dollars, which is amazing and wonderful and far too much. i need to call her and thank her a million times.
so...200 dollars, a watch that i hate, and the biggest smile ever on my face.
i love my family and i love birthdays.
made reservations for the hotel on saturday. its such a rad hotel www.theacehotel.com
yeah, only 85 dollars for 2 beds. this is going to be the best birthday everrr.
♥
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[13 Nov 2003|04:04pm] |
my hands are cold.
it makes it less easy to wipe the tears off my cheeks.
i wish that he was here to do it for me, like last time.
oh, the irony.
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| goodnight. |
[09 Nov 2003|10:11pm] |
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sleepy. |
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radiohead. |
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[09 Nov 2003|06:14pm] |
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sad. |
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modest mouse. |
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dear 67 miles,
i hate your guts.
sincerely,
meg.
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[08 Nov 2003|06:27pm] |
oh yeah guess what?
its only a week until my birthday.
neat.
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| hgfdsjklgahjklihdsfsjkmisshsurdhsajklfdshjyou. |
[08 Nov 2003|04:49pm] |
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tired. |
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ryan adams - wonderwall (live) |
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last night was amazing.
devon & his sister are cute.
i nearly fell asleep driving home.
i had to wake up at 8 today to go to work.
i was only supposed to work until 11, but i stayed until 4.
yes, it will be so nice to have money.
i havent had a chance to eat anything since lunch yesterday.
no wonder my stomach hurts.
i was supposed to go to "all freakin night" tonight at the capitol theatre, but i dont think i will be able to now.
it doesnt get over until 10am tomorrow, and i have to work at noon.
fuck.
working fucks everything up.
i need to find something to do...someone call me.
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| stole this. |
[06 Nov 2003|06:22pm] |
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death cab for cutie - title track. |
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do it please.
01: what is your first memory of me:
02: how long have we been friends:
03: tell about one memory we share together:
04: describe me in four adjectives:
05: if we could spend a day together what would we do:
06: name one thing you really don't like about me:
07: name one thing you really do like about me:
08: if you could give me a gift what would it be:
09: have we ever gotten in a fight & about what:
10: have we ever hugged:
11: have we ever danced with each other:
12: have you ever seen me cry:
13: have i ever offended you:
14: what is something embarrassing that i've done:
15: what do i usually look like when you see me:
16: what do i say all the time\whats my catch phrase:
17: do you think we will be friends in 5 years:
18: do you think i am bitchy:
19: has there been anything you wanted to tell me, but didn't:
20: what advice would you give me, in general:
21: wanna make out:
22: suggest a band / cd for me to listen to:
23: is there a song that reminds you of me:
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[05 Nov 2003|08:42am] |
my throat is swollen and its 21 degrees outside.
i feel like hitting somebody.
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| whatever, i was bored. |
[04 Nov 2003|09:13pm] |
TWENTY FAVORITE THINGS TO DO
1. take pictures.
2. laugh.
3. hold hands.
4. shop in seattle.
5. cuddle.
6. go to shows.
7. listen to music.
8. go to seattle.
9. go to the beach.
10. day dream.
11. sit at oldschool & read the stranger.
12. sit at capital lake.
13. watch movies.
14. talk to you on the phone.
15. take naps.
16. drink coffee & smoke cigarettes.
17. paint with cherish while we listen to records.
18. dance.
19. drive.
20. stay up until the sun rises.
( Read more... )
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[04 Nov 2003|09:11pm] |
i have a new journal now.
one900usanails
its completely friends only.
not that you cared.
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