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what the frank
layout by Rae
baby got back
* * LAURIE! * *
I'm Laurie. I have hair that makes Richard Simmon's hair looks good. I like giraffes and monkeys. I especially like monkeys. When I was born, my dad said I was either a boy or the ugliest girl alive. It's things like that that makes my self-esteem so high these days. I like a mixture of music from Tool to Weezer to Billie Holiday to Flock of Seagulls. I have an extreme love for the 80s that will never cease. I think I've seen The Breakfast Club about thirty eight times, even though I only like parts of it. Emilio Estevez is my boyfriend. I have a lawn gnome named Clyde. He's dear to my heart. Bruce Willis sings stalker songs to me at night. I watch TV a lot. I love movies to death. I hate the feeling, sound, word, thought of fleece. My nanny gave me a fleece sweater awhile ago. I like the smell of gasoline, freshly cut grass and chlorine. I like when my skin smells after I get out of the pool. I tend to bite my nails too much so my nails are gross and short and creepy. I can't stand having bumps in my hair. I have to have music. I cry during scenes like the ending of Revenge of the Nerds. Unpixelated Sims is funny, and kind of creepy. Laughing at drunk people makes for good times. Claire is my sex monkey. You just wish you were, too. I'm not on crack, although you'd think I was.
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Shannon, Josie, Emma, Zach, Steph, Julia, Betsy, Gemma
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* * * * Friday, February 14 * *
i wake up too early
i read half of "she's come undone"
by part two, i was in tears
i didnt read act iv of lear
poo
vday today
meh i could care less
i had a dream everyone hated donny. sorry.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 5:54:14 AM * * *
* * * * Thursday, February 13 * *
my mom's all worried about me
i dont talk much anymore
so she's all "something wrong?"
i said no, i was just quiet.
and she thinks i'm depressed.
i can feel it.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 5:04:07 PM * * *
i blogged yesterday?
oh.
researching renaissance gender roles and honour.
bleh.
i have nothing to write.
i realized today, i dont care. i really truly honestly dont care
about anything anymore
sure i still detest sue, but i dont really emotionally get worked up
i have school and work
i never do anything anymore
so wahts there to write about
julia, emma, josie, steph and shannon talk about evrything that happens in school
zach and betsy and them, they dont have classes w/ me
so i have school and work.
i work all weekend.
my brother freaked out on me today
hit me, threw things at me, shoved me around
i have a sore knee, scraped and sore hand
he's so stupid, he really is
i wasnt even mad, he just bothers me when he doesnt listen
he hates me
and he swore
oh well.
i dont even care
i am feel so isolated
i rarely talk of anything of substance to my parents
i get big headaches like every day
i seclude myself w/ music every day on the bus
i am so fed up with raymond's antics
ooh, he saved my old seat for chad
like i really care
yet he makes a big deal
shane told me to smile.
i feel like i'm mildly depressed
whatever
* You're so silly, Nanny! 5:02:05 PM * * *
* * * * Wednesday, February 12 * *
so its wednesday
is it a snowday?
i dunno
i feel odd & out of place
* You're so silly, Nanny! 6:24:30 AM * * *
* * * * Sunday, February 9 * *
Julia's still sleeping.
We watched the end of "True Lies" and SNL.
SNL wasn't very funny.
My dog woke me up.
I have to work in about two hours.
We talked until like 3.
I need to take a shower.
She needs to wake up.
'Chicago' was pretty good.
Richard Gere stripping = BLINDNESS
I have that "All That Jazz" song in my head.
Creepy theatre guy laughing...ahh.
It was snowing really thickly when we got out.
And the parking lot was practically deserted and blanketed with snow.
Julia, like the fake drunk she is, is screaming and flailing and jumping and making snow angels.
Then she pulls me down and I started screeching.
And three boys think we're drunk.
Then at Julia's, Mark (across the street at Kiel's....drunk) is yelling at Justyne when she's wiping snow off her car.
"HOLYFA"
Then when we get dropped off at my house, Julia's hollering. At midnight. Bleh.
After that, we had addictive chips and dip and went to bed. But didn't sleep.
Battle of the sheets erupted first. I clearly did not win because she's lazy.
AND ALL THAT JAZZ!
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!
I need to download it to get it out of my system.
I like the murderous row song, with all eight women.
Gotta wake Toolia up.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 9:42:59 AM * * *
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