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big balla shot calla [19 Oct 2005|07:18pm]
get. my. fucking. car. tomorrow.
so. god. damn. excited.

get. my. chanel. sunglasses. within. the. week.

i. am. ecstatic.
like. whoa.
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[18 Oct 2005|09:13am]
[ mood | tired ]

I'm.... TIREDddDDddDDDddddddddd!~

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help me outtttttt sucka [07 Oct 2005|08:54pm]
is there anywhere in san diego BESIDES that place in Horton that does currency exchange? Having to pay $20 to convert US dollars into sterlings sucks balls.

but I want my fucking Chanel glasses dammit.
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[04 Oct 2005|05:34pm]
I hate children.

...not just the actual kind, but the state-of-mind kind as well.
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hmm, okay. [03 Oct 2005|06:48pm]
[ mood | mroww ]

Congratulations, Melissa!
Your IQ score is 129

This number is based on a scientific formula that compares how many questions you answered correctly on the Classic IQ Test relative to others.

Your Intellectual Type is Insightful Linguist. This means you are highly intelligent and have the natural fluency of a writer and the visual and spatial strengths of an artist. Those skills contribute to your creative and expressive mind. And that's just some of what we know about you from your test results.

Find out more in your personalized 15-page IQ Report.

----- if only I had $12.95 right now. Damn.

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[30 Sep 2005|07:39pm]
[ mood | cheers.. ]

someone come talk to me about philosophy.
about what they believe in.
about who they believe in.
and why they believe.

Talk to me about what you love.
What you hate.
Where you think you'll be in ten years.

tell me where you come from.
where you've been, and where you're going.

just tell me something.

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Halloween.. [29 Sep 2005|01:48pm]
Halloween weekend-

projected date October 29, 2005
Hyatt in Downtown, San Diego, CA
Pimps and Hos Party

By invitation only-
Let me know if you are interested in attending.
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the truth. [28 Sep 2005|10:37pm]
[ mood | pensive ]

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.
You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.


I love you all, and you all make me happy. <3

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[28 Sep 2005|09:49pm]
story of my life.

I'm so happy
Cause today I found my friends
They're in my head
I'm so ugly
That's ok, cause so are you
Broken mirrors
Sunday morning
Cause everyday for all I care
And I'm not scared
Light my candles
In a daze cause I found god

Yeaaahhhhhh times a gazillion :]

I'm so lonely
That's ok, I shaved my head
And I'm not sad
And just maybe
I'm to blame for all I've heard
And I'm not sure
I'm so excited
I can't wait to meet you there
And I dont' care
I'm so horny
That's ok, my will is good..... ;]
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[21 Sep 2005|07:31pm]
you know what would be ironic?

if hurricane rita hit where all the Katrina evacuees were moved to.
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[21 Sep 2005|05:36pm]
[ mood | inquisitive.. ]

if these pictures dont look right, let me know, because my computer is all sorts of fucked up and they look all wrong on my computer regardless.

sunsetness meow

some broad

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irrelevance: [19 Sep 2005|09:58pm]
[ mood | tttttt ]

gatorade makes your pee turn slightly neon-green.

..at least in the quantity I consumed it today.

I need to call kate back so she can bring her baby over tomorrow or the next day. fuuuuck. and eric is in town from ucsb... lots to do, lots to do.

love you all!

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[13 Sep 2005|06:58pm]
I got jury duty and diagnosed with strep throat in the same day.

ain't that a bitch?
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[08 Sep 2005|05:24pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

I officially have a piece of metal in my tongue.

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[07 Sep 2005|07:23pm]
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old fears,
wish you were here.
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3.9 quake.. feel it?!!! :] [03 Sep 2005|12:02am]
Location Date Time Magnitude
11.8 mi SE of Chula Vista, CA
(ID 14181056) Sep 2 2005 23:53:51 PDT 3.9

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damn, Im fast.
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arg. [02 Sep 2005|10:11pm]
Sorry to bore y'all with relationship troubles, but I really have nowhere to talk about this so here it goes in el journal.
Okay, so I am PMSing and generally bitchy, but god damnit, don't whine to me. About bullshit. Please. At least not bullshit we both know we have no control over.

*---------* If you ever cared about the introverted, sarcastic thought patterns of The Missy, they are here in writing. One-time offer probably, so learn quickly! *---------*

Thoughts of mine throughout the duration of our auditory rendezvous will be italicized. Ephases will be noted in bold.

Seth calls my work at some time not unnear (oooh! double negative! bad grammar can be FUN!) 5:40 PM.

S: Hey.
M (in a 'why-are-you-calling-my-work' voice): ...hey.
S: Sorry to bug you at work.. (..no, if you were sorry and didn't want to bug me, you wouldn't have called. Simple.) .. but I just wanted to let you know I got out of work early.
M (somewhat busy and annoyed): ... okay?
S (obviously feeling the need the elaborate): ... and I was wondering if you wanted to do something?
M (noticeable pause, due to the fact that a) it really isn't a good day to kick it, especially on short notice (Fucker, you know I hate that.) and b) rather than be a complete bitch, I try and think of something polite to say): Well... I really don't know when I'll be home but I'll give you a call when I get there? I wouldn't recommend walking down here, seeing as I'll probably be gone (true) and don't know where I'll be or when Ill be home (also true).
S (obviously deflated, in a slightly pouty voice. that pisses me off): ...okay. well Ill talk to you then I guess.
Yes, perhaps you will. If you ditch the pouting and whining. Because I'm really not in the fucking mood.

cut to: 8:50 PM. Got home, ate dinner, and mom was on the phone. So I went online. And ooooh! Lucky me! Look what I get through myspace!

From: seth

Date: Sep 2, 2005 8:39 PM Flag spam/abuse. [ ? ]
Subject: talk
Body: hey whenever u get this message, i need to talk to u whether its through myspace, aim or over the phone, its important

And let me state that "it's important", whenever he types, means something's wrong that he's going to complain to me about.

..... okay. So my mom gets off the phone and I call him. Jesus forbid, a whopping ten minutes after he sent that message! Juuuuust long enough for him to start to cry. Over nothing, mind you. Nothing. A random conversation that I didn't expect (nor wanted to hear) ensued.

M (after greetings): SO what do you need to talk about?
S: Well it's just... you said you'd call me and you *sniff* didn't *sniff.
Oh. My. God. Okay, I give you points on pulling this for the first time after we've been together a few months rather than sooner, but dammit, why now?
M (matter-of-factly): I came home, ate dinner, and then waited for my mom to get off the phone so I could call you. And then I did. Right, mom?
(mom audibly vouches for me. which she better have; I wasn't lying.)
S: Well it's just... I dunno... *sniff* I only get to see you one day a week and... yeah. *sniff*
M : Yeah, I agree it sucks. It sucks, but it prevents me from getting annoyed of you. (to the point): What do you want me to do about it?
S: Well, I dunno... it's just, I work late on weekdays (I wish I had the pay of your job) and you're always working on weekends... we don't get to see each other...
Oh. This is partially because I told you I was going to hang out with Alexis on part of Labor Day isn't it? Hrmmmmm
M: I guess I could try and take a weekend day off but I can't make any promises, y'know... but it's nice to work because I need the money.
S: Well I don't want you to just, take a day off when you need the money...
Well that's a plus. Because I wouldn't have. Can we spell.... p-r-i-o-r-i-t-i-e-s?
S: When's your next day/s off?
M: After Labor Day it's Thursday. Do you think you could maybe get out early?
S (getting sniffly again): *sniff* doubt it...
---jump in conversation to other bullshit---
S: I just don't want to go through this again.
What the fuck are you talking about? I thought we were doing good?
M: Define "this."
S: I mean... blah whine I dont have a car whine whine sniff neither do you tear sob and every relationship I've had ended because of that blah whine...
Okay Seth, I know you don't "date" much, but out of your... three past relationships, two of which were with me (I think. Kinda irrelevant anyway), only one ended because of that. And that was with me. And the second time I used that as a fucking excuse because I didn't want to be a bitch and say "well the reason I want to break up with you is because you cry and whine too much." Not unlike what you're doing now. So I suggest you stop. Immediately. And you depend on me for... everything! Well, emotionally.

--jump to later, after we discuss things, but get nowhere because... well, there's really nothing we can fucking do about transportation right now. Except deal with it. Which is what at least one of us has been doing.--
S: I'm sorry if I put you in a crappy mood... *sniff*
M: It's okay. Okay, that was more bitchy than intended, but true nonetheless
S: I just want us to be okay...
I thought we WERE okay until this fucking phone call. Dammit.
M: Me too. (Which I do, really. But I HATE this shit).
M: I'll give you a call tomorrow... (remembering what spurred this conversation, and laughing a tad because of it) heh, or YOU give ME a call. And we'll work something out. Please let me off the phone. We've been talking for 21 minutes now. Which was 20 minutes too long because of the content.

So I guess we're good. Except he went on about how much he cares, and how all he could think about was me since we last broke up (over a year ago) and started talking more (January this year). Which I hate... and turns me off. But if I bring it up, he'll start to cry. So I'm fucked.

Hmmm, I dunno what to do right now. I feel like going for a skate or something.
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[01 Sep 2005|02:53pm]
lots of quakes in the past day by the Salton Sea:

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my cat is furry [31 Aug 2005|10:37pm]
[ mood | optimistic ]

guses who got their california ID today?


now i can do things that i always wanted.

like rent nice hotel rooms and drink expensive wine.
... but i still need help getting the wine, dammit

and buy my own cigarettes. which i did today. mmhmm.

BUT mostly the first one. fucking SWEET.

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annoying = [31 Aug 2005|06:50pm]
[ mood | moody... ]

my kitchen is infested with ants.
they keep sneaking in. but it's really bad right now.
so I windexed them to death.
and they're floating around the counter.
it looks like a miniature, insect version of New Orleans.

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