August 20th, 2002, 12:36 a.m. - Smile, I love you!
[mood | Eh]
[music | NSYNC!!! ]
ERRRRGGG i keep getting kicked off. Its takin me an hour to try and write a friggin entry. Ok, ive been a user 4 a while now, but i have like no entries cause every time i try to make 1, it kicks me off. My mom keeps saying shes gunna get rid of our dogs. Shes been saying that for 9 years now. Fun times. On saturday i went to the dreamcruise and it was ok. Laura and Can kinda wanted me and Bri gone, but its alright, were cool. There is seriously nothing to do in this neighborhood anymore. What happened during the 2 months i was gone? Like it use to be so fun, but now its all like, not. And Baz is leaving, so basically thats it. But i'm gonna be a busy mutha this week. I have to make an appointment for a manicure and pedicure at heidis, I need to do more school shopping, i need school supplies, and i need to get my hair trimmed and highlighted. I also need dad to come to my school to re-sign me up. When i do my highlights, i think i'm gunna get light blond and light strawberry blond all over. Aunt lorraine does good highlights for free. We'll its a lil time for sleepy bye. I have to go car shopping tomarrow 4 my sister...? OMG and guess what?! My mom is letting me get my navel pierced!!! YAYYYYYYYY!!!!! We'll g2g!
*Holly*
June 13th, 2003, 1:36 p.m. - Jack Johnson is cool
[mood |Out of it]
[music |Jack Johnson "Flake"]
Schools out finally!!! We went to A&W after school to have a shaving cream/egg/water fight, so that was cool. And then Karrissa and Michelle got in a bad fight over Carlton. The A&W people kicked us out. It was funny. So yesterday was a good day. When I got home, I tried to go skate boarding, but my neighbors came outside and were trying to run me over with their car! I swear they were! Last night, I had the weirdest dream. I had a dream that Jack proposed to Candace and the ring was really pretty. It was silver, and it had a octagon clear diamond in the middle, with little blue and clear diamonds around the outside, and this girl from school told me about it and I freaked out. It was so weird, I thought it was real. Yeah, my dad would probably come after Jack if he proposed to Can. But it's ok. I hate being a little person! I mean not literally, but I'm only in 9th grade! I wish i were 43 so I could get married. No, I don't Omg, don't read this.
[music |Jack Johnson "Flake"]
Schools out finally!!! We went to A&W after school to have a shaving cream/egg/water fight, so that was cool. And then Karrissa and Michelle got in a bad fight over Carlton. The A&W people kicked us out. It was funny. So yesterday was a good day. When I got home, I tried to go skate boarding, but my neighbors came outside and were trying to run me over with their car! I swear they were! Last night, I had the weirdest dream. I had a dream that Jack proposed to Candace and the ring was really pretty. It was silver, and it had a octagon clear diamond in the middle, with little blue and clear diamonds around the outside, and this girl from school told me about it and I freaked out. It was so weird, I thought it was real. Yeah, my dad would probably come after Jack if he proposed to Can. But it's ok. I hate being a little person! I mean not literally, but I'm only in 9th grade! I wish i were 43 so I could get married. No, I don't Omg, don't read this.
January 1st, 2004, 4:53 a.m. - No Title
I have so many feelings right now. It still hasn't hit me. It probably won't until the funeral. I think all I need to do right now is get some sleep. It's been a long day.
October 5th, 2005, 10:34 p.m. - Aching :(
[mood |:( ]
[music |Toni Braxton - Unbreak My Heart]
you killed me
so how could you break a heart that's not beating
I loved you
I thought that you were kind, but you were just misleading
and the other day
I saw you staring at me straight in the face
and I knew
from the looks of things, I'd have nothing more to say
your useless and broken promises
your useless to me in the least
you broke me once and left me in pieces
but I'll get back on my feet
there's a few words I want you to remember
I'll break you apart, because you broke me first
remember how you used to be strong? Well now I am...
I'm better, you're just getting worse.
[music |Toni Braxton - Unbreak My Heart]
you killed me
so how could you break a heart that's not beating
I loved you
I thought that you were kind, but you were just misleading
and the other day
I saw you staring at me straight in the face
and I knew
from the looks of things, I'd have nothing more to say
your useless and broken promises
your useless to me in the least
you broke me once and left me in pieces
but I'll get back on my feet
there's a few words I want you to remember
I'll break you apart, because you broke me first
remember how you used to be strong? Well now I am...
I'm better, you're just getting worse.
April 6th, 2006, 4:48 p.m. - No title
Well thank god this week is almost over. Wait....
Lemme say something...
I'm the proud parent of a 3.5 GPA. Yeah. That's right.
In other news, I'm waiting for a letter from Musiker Adventures regarding my pre-college trip to England in July. The play is over, and I hate my life. MEAP is just being mean to me. The ACT's are Saturday at 8 AM. Prom dress shopping is also Saturday...regardless of the fact that I don't have a date. BAH!
Speaking of...
I'm going crazy trying to find a prom date. I'm going in a group of 12 people, and everyone has a date. Except moi.
Today at lunch, we were counting off how many people were going, and it basically went like this: "Ok, so we have Molly and Matt, Eric and Hanna, Jessie and Nick, Holly and...Holly?"
I just sort of sat there. It was bit humiliating.
Then again, I don't believe I ever had a specific person in mind I wanted to go with. I just never thought about it. So perhaps it's my own fault for not thinking ahead. And obviously, no one had me in mind, or else I would have a date. Hmmm...
Ahh. Stop obsessing. Stop it. Now. Ok. I'm done.
Oh yes. Also, I'm going to Chicago next week. I'm overly excited.
Well....yup. That's...that's about it.
See ya later!
<3 Holly
Lemme say something...
I'm the proud parent of a 3.5 GPA. Yeah. That's right.
In other news, I'm waiting for a letter from Musiker Adventures regarding my pre-college trip to England in July. The play is over, and I hate my life. MEAP is just being mean to me. The ACT's are Saturday at 8 AM. Prom dress shopping is also Saturday...regardless of the fact that I don't have a date. BAH!
Speaking of...
I'm going crazy trying to find a prom date. I'm going in a group of 12 people, and everyone has a date. Except moi.
Today at lunch, we were counting off how many people were going, and it basically went like this: "Ok, so we have Molly and Matt, Eric and Hanna, Jessie and Nick, Holly and...Holly?"
I just sort of sat there. It was bit humiliating.
Then again, I don't believe I ever had a specific person in mind I wanted to go with. I just never thought about it. So perhaps it's my own fault for not thinking ahead. And obviously, no one had me in mind, or else I would have a date. Hmmm...
Ahh. Stop obsessing. Stop it. Now. Ok. I'm done.
Oh yes. Also, I'm going to Chicago next week. I'm overly excited.
Well....yup. That's...that's about it.
See ya later!
<3 Holly
March 11th, 2007, 10:27 p.m. - Here we gooo
[mood | mixed. ]
[music | The Unicorns ]
New obsession = French culture.
I wish I were French. French women don't get fat, at least according to Mireille Guiliano they don't.
This weekend was so nice. No forensics. No theatre. No nothing. Some homework, but it was fun doing it. Just...chiiiilll. I live for these weekends.
This coming up week...
No school Tuesday. No school Thursday. School not staring until 10 on Wednesday. And 1 3 5 7 classes (my easy classes) on Monday and Friday. Ahhhhhhhh. Relief!
Lately, I've been thinking a lot about how much my perception of life has changed since the new year began. I'm much happier than I've been in a long time. I don't worry so much and I've come to accept a lot of things about my life that I had trouble accepting before. Maybe it's because I'm going to be so far away so soon and I'm starting to appreciate things more.
I keep thinking about how exciting it is that I get to study and practice something that I love in, of all places, New York City. I can't believe how lucky I am.
But then again, I don't want to have to say goodbye to my family and friends. I'm leaving everything I know behind. I have to start over completely. I'm not gonna lie...I'm scared.
<3 Holly
[music | The Unicorns ]
New obsession = French culture.
I wish I were French. French women don't get fat, at least according to Mireille Guiliano they don't.
This weekend was so nice. No forensics. No theatre. No nothing. Some homework, but it was fun doing it. Just...chiiiilll. I live for these weekends.
This coming up week...
No school Tuesday. No school Thursday. School not staring until 10 on Wednesday. And 1 3 5 7 classes (my easy classes) on Monday and Friday. Ahhhhhhhh. Relief!
Lately, I've been thinking a lot about how much my perception of life has changed since the new year began. I'm much happier than I've been in a long time. I don't worry so much and I've come to accept a lot of things about my life that I had trouble accepting before. Maybe it's because I'm going to be so far away so soon and I'm starting to appreciate things more.
I keep thinking about how exciting it is that I get to study and practice something that I love in, of all places, New York City. I can't believe how lucky I am.
But then again, I don't want to have to say goodbye to my family and friends. I'm leaving everything I know behind. I have to start over completely. I'm not gonna lie...I'm scared.
<3 Holly
October 7th, 2008, 2:36 a.m. - No title
Oh my goodness, how I miss Live Journal. I wish people still went on here. It would feel one hundred times better to receive a single comment on here than it does to receive 30 wall posts on Facebook. At least I know people are reading my thoughts and responding to them, as opposed to looking at a picture that I took of myself on photo booth and saying "Oh my god, so cute! <3 Tina". I don't actually have any friends named Tina, but you get the gist.
I'm so happy I had a Live Journal. The past five years is locked away in this journal. I love how I've archived my thoughts. I know what days I was really pissed off and what days I was incredibly happy. I can look back and find out what day the boy I liked said something really sweet to me or I can look back and find out what day he broke my heart. It's amazing how much coverage this thing has given me. It's allowed me to remember pieces of my past that I would have forgotten otherwise. It's allowed me to remember pieces of my friend's pasts. Most importantly, it's shown how I've grown and changed for the better. God, I am so much better than I used to be. There are no words to describe it. I have so many people to thank for that, but this isn't an Oscar speech. I guess anyone reading this can assume they've changed my life for the better.
But I swear, if people wrote in their journal once a week for five years and looked back on it once every year, their jaws would drop. I still haven't taken the opportunity to fully look through my journal (there was a point in my life that I posted one or two entries every single day for about seven months, so that'll take awhile to get through), but from what I have read, ranging from 2003 to 2007, I am in awe of my life. Not in a conceited way. But in a way where, if I had not been such a sullen, pessimistic teenage girl, I would feel like I was the most fortunate young woman in the entire world.
Hindsight really is 20/20 I guess.
I'm so happy I had a Live Journal. The past five years is locked away in this journal. I love how I've archived my thoughts. I know what days I was really pissed off and what days I was incredibly happy. I can look back and find out what day the boy I liked said something really sweet to me or I can look back and find out what day he broke my heart. It's amazing how much coverage this thing has given me. It's allowed me to remember pieces of my past that I would have forgotten otherwise. It's allowed me to remember pieces of my friend's pasts. Most importantly, it's shown how I've grown and changed for the better. God, I am so much better than I used to be. There are no words to describe it. I have so many people to thank for that, but this isn't an Oscar speech. I guess anyone reading this can assume they've changed my life for the better.
But I swear, if people wrote in their journal once a week for five years and looked back on it once every year, their jaws would drop. I still haven't taken the opportunity to fully look through my journal (there was a point in my life that I posted one or two entries every single day for about seven months, so that'll take awhile to get through), but from what I have read, ranging from 2003 to 2007, I am in awe of my life. Not in a conceited way. But in a way where, if I had not been such a sullen, pessimistic teenage girl, I would feel like I was the most fortunate young woman in the entire world.
Hindsight really is 20/20 I guess.
