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Name: Liana
State: Washington
Metro: Seattle
Birthday: 9/5/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: Music.Dancing.I <3 the 80's Strikes Back.Cows.Drill team.Hot Guys.Laughing till my stomach and cheeks hurt.Finding someone who can make me laugh that hard.
Expertise: procrastination
Message: message me
AIM:  mere infatuati0n
Member Since:
6/29/2003
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| I know I said I quit, but sometimes you have to make exceptions.
From livejournal-
Wow.
I don't know what to say.
Normally I would complain about my petty, stupid problems, but none of that really matters.
I barely knew him. But I cried. Just thinking about everyone I know who was so close to him... Wow. You never expect these things. Never. It just brings it all that much closer to home.
I still have to write an essay, but I can't make myself focus on the French Revolution, something that seems so trivial and minute and unimportant right now. It doesn't matter. Everything needs to be put on pause. Even for just a minute or two.
It really hasn't settled.
It's so hard to even comprehend.
RIP, Tom Crook.
I really do love you all, I hope you know.
Its just so weird... he was in my math class. I worked with him a few days ago... he seemed so happy. It's so surreal.
I appreciate everyone's presence so much. Just know that. There are people in this world who love you. | | |
| I need to get myself away from the internet.
Because
I realized that it is my life.
Meaning that I don't really have much of a life.
It was okay when this was just my place to vent, or simply share my
thoughts. But it has all become some stupid, time consuming addiction.
I am starting off by quitting xanga. I am keeping livejournal and
myspace, for now. If you want the url's for those, ask and perhaps I
will give them to you.
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| I want everyone who reads this to ask me four questions. Any four, no
matter how personal, dirty, private, or random. I have to answer them
honestly. In turn, you have to post this message in your own journal,
and you have to answer the questions that are asked of you.
and
You name three people. I have to pick one to push off a cliff, one to marry, and one to have sex with.
I will post the answers as a comment on your most recent post.
Have fun? | | |
| I like:
Seattle
Having adventures with Deanna
Driving on the freeway (first time by myself yesterday)
Conquering fears/problems/the road with Clair
Eyeshadow (Bright colors especially)
Tilly and the Wall
Randomly plaing the piano
The Decemberists
The Arcade Fire
Watching movies by myself.(I really actually cried while watching one today. This never happens.)
Hanging out with random people
Being able to talk to my mom
Driving by myself
90.3 KEXP
Getting aknowledged for things I never really considered to be a big deal
A boy who has it all (and this is stupid. I think I need help.)
Sleeping in
Being 16 years old
and still be expected to be immature and rebellious and make mistakes
but with a license and a car
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| I feel compelled to update, though I really don't have anything to say.
What is the point anymore? I am kind of tired of xanga. And myspace.
And livejournal. Everyone has at least one of those these days. And
really, I ask, what is the point? All it does is waste my time. And
make me feel like a stalker because I know what's going on in the lives
of people I don't even talk to. Then I was surprised when some random
kid knew about my livejournal. But could I really be mad that he was
reading everything that I had written, when I was posting my thoughts
on the internet for anyone to see? I don't know, this whole idea is
confusing and debatable.
I would quit it all, but I am too far sucked in. Too addicted.
Meh. So today, blah blah blah I did this blah blah blah. What did you
do today? Oh wait, I already know what you did, and how it made you
feel, because I read it in your online journal.
I think I need to get a life.
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