I notice I make at least one spelling mistake in all of my entries. I am such a horrible person. Cept not really. I'm over it. Hope you are to. I'm deffinitly going to start reading over what I write before i hit post though.

Can you love someone you haven't met? Damn the internet. Damn webcams. Damn England.

And goodnight.

IOH leaked today. I think that is EXACTLY what I need right now. I picked up writing again. It is an amazing thing. i can't believe I stopped for so long. Looking back on this past year I cringe, and smile. At people I lost, friends I gained. It's all overwhelming.

I'm listening to 'Only Hope' by Mandy Moore right now. Sometimes you need to look out of your little box. Variety. Would you think i to be one to listen to her? Ah...yes. But thsi song gets me.

Well..good day to you. I need to get going.

Happy today?
The world must be ending.

The New Year is upon us. Soon we will be entering the year of '07. It's funny to think how much i'v grown over the corse of a year. From lone girl with no friends, thinking about going to college to be a marine biologist, to a girl with more friends then she needs, and is stuck on what to do. She has some of the most amazing people around her, and she doesn't want to go to college. A girl who had dreams, to a girl that thinks she's going to be a failur at everything.

My friend Rachael and I have decided to open up a cafe. We are going to do it in Las Vegas. She is going to go to college, while i take on two jobs and rais up enough money for us to start it. She'll be the brians, I'll be the art. We are hoping to make it open for local bands to play at during the weekends. So theyw ill get a chance to make it.

I still have a slight hope i'll join a band. For some reason, music is just something I cna't picture my life without it. However, it's just a far away dream. A dream I don't really want to give up on, but know I must.

Sometimes I wonder is Rachael will go trhough with it. She lives a couple states away, and I feel like once we meet, she'll hate me.

Sometimes I walked into my bedroom, and close my door. Hoping not to be disturbed as I plug my ipod in, put in the ear-phones, and let the music take me away. Letting my mind take over. One thing I have learned all through life; a teenage mind is so fucked up, words can't explain it. What starts out a wonderful day-dream turns into a heated story. Then I sit to write it down, or type it up, and I don't know where to start. How do you write a story that you don't know how to start?


The other day I was thinking about possible job options. No matter what I come up with at first, it all leads to one thing. I want to be in a band. How cliche. I can't stnad it, how the one thing I want to do is the one thing I wont be able to do. A smalltown girl from a small Northeastern state. The music scene here sucks. I know fo two bands currently, but I am a picky person. And the people in them I know I would hate more once I got to know them.

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