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| 12:30am 08/04/2006 |
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i'm home for the weekend and i realize everyone still loves livejournal, so i'm writing that i am home for the weekend in order for you to call me immediately....i'm home for the weekend.
yes.
and i just read all of my friends posts from the past five days and i realized that livejournal is not cool. if anything, it's dumb. all of you = dumb......no one will call me now.
OK BYE! LOL! :) |
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| 11:11am 13/12/2005 |
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so my mom asked me what i wanted for christmas, and i realized that i have no idea what i want....i seriously can think of nothing.
ideas? other than a blow up sheep... |
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| guys, guess what??? |
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| 11:08pm 28/09/2005 |
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so yeah, guess what guys??? im comin home next week!...jealous??? of course u are....
im comin home thursday night, the 6th, ill be there til saturday, and im comin to the school on friday to observe the choir. but i cant really talk to everyone, cause im supposed to be observin...so ur gonna have to shut the f up!!! JK BFF LOL :) and yeah, i wanna go see john scofield on friday night at the regatta bar in boston! (for those of u who dont know, john scofield is the baddest guitar player of the moment, no poop!) hes playin only ray charles tunes, and theres gonna be a vocal jazz singer for those of u that are lame and cant listen to stuff unless theres words. (psh, what lame-os!!!!) so yeah, if u wanna come w/me, cause as of now im goin alone, leave a message, and we'll chat!!! LOL :) yeah, thats it basically, catch ya later dudes!@!!
p.s. i kinda need a riiiide from silver lake high school to scituate on the thursday night i get home, round like 6 or 7ish...cause im getting dropped off there by a FRIEND of mine (some friend, RIGHT!?!?!!! JK JK!!!) but yeah, if anybody could do me that favor, i could definitely pay them back for gas, cause...yeah...gas is lamely expensive like that. plus u'd be in a car w/me for like, half an hour!!! ITS A WIN WIN WIN WIN WIN SITUATION!!!! AIGHT WIGGERS, TTYL!!!! |
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| HEY GUYS |
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| 06:58pm 23/09/2005 |
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im in school. school is fun, theres a lot to do. im never bored basically. its ok to be jealous... |
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| POOOOOPING!!! |
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| 02:18pm 24/06/2005 |
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pooping pooping pooping
iiiiinside my mouth,
pooping pooping pooping
i like it in my mouth!
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| 10:11am 09/03/2005 |
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i have just realized that ashley holmes has no friends and i am pretty fab.
jealous?
the end. |
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| If I had a Million Dollahhhs |
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| 08:34am 14/12/2004 |
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So Barenaked was kickass and beyond. They were the nicest, most personal people ever. They gave us free tickets to the concert the first night after we had sung with them. The second night, we didn't get to do sound check, so Feeney and I got food and Dunkies and then walked around in the rain for like an hour. lol That was fun cause Feeney always is. Then we went back to to the show. We didn't get to stay the second night, but we did get t-shirts that say "I sang with the Barenaked Ladies in December 2004" on the back. On the way home, Adam, Austin, Richter, and my mom said update!!! and i did. |
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| livejournal, more like, DEADJOURNAL |
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| 08:13am 14/12/2004 |
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mood:  awake...surprisingly
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long time no see fellow journalianssans. or should i say, long time no...pee? probably not. so how bout that pedro martinez, possibly to the mets, hm? how intriguing a thought that would be considered for later viewage possibilities of the mind and the soul and maybe even the heart, sarcophogously speaking of course. anywho! or should i say, any...poo? still, probably not. as most of the world can see, i am quite bored, and in 1st period study, what a WAIST of time. so now, i will take this time to tell jokes that my older brother steve made up and thought were hilarious. but they werent.
-what do astronauts eat in space?
*milky ways! haaaaaaaaaaa, stop laughing now.
-why did cookie monster cross the road?
*because the chicken was on vacation! terrible.
and finally, one that people actually find surprisingly funny... (cough, md and megan, cough)
-one day, there was a snail that wanted to go for a morning drive in his beautiful city of paris. since his name was steve, he painted a large S on the top of his car so that everyone would know his name. while speeding past a french couple, he overheard one of them say, "wow, look at that S-car-go!"
HAHAHAH! get jokes??? probably not u idiot, escargo is french for snail. god, u moron... |
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| 11:12pm 06/09/2004 |
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mood:  quixotic
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im reminded of the lyrics of seymour skinner from a fabulous episode of the simpsons
(sung to schools out for the summer)
schoooools back in session
leeeets begin our lesson
so yeah, its like 11 15, i surprisingly should have already gone to bed an hour ago, cause its a...school night. how sad. and here i am, doing homework, HOMEWORK. i havent even gone to SCHOOL yet. damn u massachusetts and ur summer reading. yeah, im gonna go finish this up so i can be bright and energetic for my new teachers...ugh...
oh yeah, and by the way, i gave my dog away today, that was kinda sad. just thought id add that. alright, the end. |
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| 09:39pm 19/08/2004 |
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mood:  naughty
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sooo yeah, i guess ill sum up real fast all that i wrote 3 paragraphs about. a couple weeks ago i
left for my brothers wedding, which turned out awesomely. for those of u who dont know, i was the best man. i had to do the bachelor party...interesting to say teh least. it took place in the one and only hooters, cause whats a bachelor party w/out hooters. megan i love u. so that went well, with the gag sex gifts and all (not actually gagging devices, by gag i mean joke gifts). but anyways, i got the hooter ladies to sing my brother a fabulous "bachelors last night out" song, in which he had to get down on his hands and knees and chant, "I LOVE HOOTERS!" over and over and over while they sang. quite a comedic event, i got pictures.
so the wedding went well, the bride looked beautiful and all, i looked fabulous of course, and my brother didnt look half bad himself. the reception was fun, a lot of nutso dancing, i caught the garder, well...more like dove for it. and wouldnt u know it, the girl who caught the bouquet was about 7 yrs old. everyone was telling me to put the garder on her...creepy. but the reception was pretty short, 2 or 3 hours, ended at 10 oclock, guess they were in a hurry to do SOMETHIN. but yeah, it was soshort i didnt have time to make my best mans speech, luckily i made one the night before at the rehearsal dinner, quite humorous if i say so for myself. all improv cause i was so busy that day gettin the bachelor party ready. i just tried to fit in every cliche remark i could think of. for example: "keep taking those steps in life," and, "live in the now, but always have in mind tomorrow," and, "when i first met amy, i knew she was....somethin." so yeah, it was a good time. and that was the wedding. wow, this entry is ending up just as long as my previous, i obviously dont learn from my mistakes. anywho, onto the next week, ill be short and sweet. promise
so i went down to megans cape house, lots o' fun. her family was fun ta be with, but i was still in a house with 5 women and only 1 other man, interesting...but it was fun none the less. i did a lot of firsts that week: first lobster, first time tubing, first time in cape cod, first time in marthas vineyard(ok, cape cod), first time eating some weird clam thing w/clam and stuffing crap inside (but it was VERY good darling...), and i think thats it, so im gonna stop typing now. oh, and i saw butterfly affect while i was there. AWESOME movie. most disturbing movie ive ever seen, probably more-so even then...holy poop, i cant remember this movies name...this is reeeally annoying. that movie with jennifer connelly and one of the wayans kids and some other dude, all about drugs...wow this is annoying. ya know, the one kid gets his arm cut off cuase of drugs, the other girl becomes likea prostitute or something, and the wayans brother goes to jail...someone tell me the name of this movie, and im done writing now, thanks for reading. haha, 3 paragraphs. the end. |
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| 09:12pm 19/08/2004 |
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so yeah, i definetely went and typed 3 paragraphs about whats been going on in the past couple weeks, since i havent been using this thang for a while, and when i hit update, my computer crashed. now i remember why i dont use this thing that much. it makes me angry. but im using it right now, arent i. yeah. end. |
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| 05:31pm 20/07/2004 |
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i could write 5 paragraphs about what happened on my chicago trip, but i decided that i dont want to do that, because thats stupid.
i saw people, it was fun, i had fun. the end |
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| 01:27am 09/07/2004 |
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so yeah, im packin right now for my trip to chicago that im leaving for in 5 hours. its about 130 in the morning and i just got back from megans about a half an hour ago. its gonna be weird not seein her for a week and a half, seeing as the longest ive gone w/out seeing her is 1 day. hopefully ill live, if not, enjoy my funeral. i would like dandelions to be all throughout the church. i dont care if u think theyre a weed, i think theyre beautiful. so anyways, im packing, and im having trouble fitting everything into one bag, and im afraid i might have to get a bigger one. i hate overpacking, and i hate having big bags, but i have a bunch of crap im bringin. cameras i wont use, books i wont read, music i wont listen to, but whatev. im not gonna talk anymore, cause id like to sleep, and ill go finish packing. enjoy life w/out me scituate. the end |
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| 01:00am 08/07/2004 |
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so today i get to do for the first time exactly what livejournals are all about, complaaaining. today was basically a good day. went to megans and swam, good times, but then work at the mill..aghhhh..how i love it, let me tell u. i actually dont mind the job too much, its pretty easy work for pretty good pay, but its times like today that u wanna just get up and leave. so now u must be asking urself, "goodness gracious, what could it be that poor jon had to deal w/today?" well fellas, ill tell ya. i was bussing downstairs and it was about 930, and i usually get out round 10, but there were only 2 tables left, so i figure that i was able to leave. so i was workin w/shane and some other kid, and we go ask the fabulous SANDY, one of the managers, if we could leave. she looks at us like we're nuts, and eventually says that ONE of us could go. so that was kind of annoying, but i tell shane that she could leave. she did about ten minutes later, and then about another ten minutes later, like 950, SANDY comes over and says, heyy mike(other kid), u can get goin if u want. and so HE DOES. oh sandy, i love u so much. so im there by myself, waiting for ONE table of these 5 ladies who have been there for about 2 hours, eaten all their food, payed there check, and decided they would talk about their entire life that night. note to everyone who EVER goes to a resteraunt right before they close: if u stay past 10 oclock, the entire wait staff WILL hate u. so im sitting there for about half an hour, watching these women taaalk and laaaugh, and im getting ready to break a plate over their heads, but i decide that would take too much effort, because then id probably have to clean it up afterwards. so around 1025 i decide im about to go crazy, and i go tell sandy that this was rediculous and i was gonna leave. she wasnt too happy, but she let me go. ughhh, what a fun night. but i went over to megans afterwards and she made me feel better. megan, u are my one, u are my everything, u are my shining star. she gave me some home made cookies, they were fabulous. ok, i think im done talking, its like 1 in the morning, i should get some sleep. me and megan r goin to the boston tomorrow to try out for some internet commercial thingamajig. its pays 500 bucks, why the poop not? and were gonna be able to go to prudential center and hang out afterwards, get some dinner, so its definitely worth it. yeah, thats it. the end |
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| 03:37pm 06/07/2004 |
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so i am currently at megans house. we're having a dance party. "we do a little dance and it goes like this...and the name of the dance is the peppermint twist." we just got outa the pool cause the clouds decided to come out right when we got in. i had my step dads jeep wrangler today, ohhh man, it is my god. the top was down and the doors were off, i swear i died and went to happy heaven where things are good and happy. me and megan went for a ride with, very popular. the end.
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| hello? |
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| 11:44pm 04/07/2004 |
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mood:  accomplished
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