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"..a happily ever after below the waist."
ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW.

“..I’m an addict for dramatics; I confuse the two for love.” –Taking Back Sunday

I'm Chelsea Beckett & Joseph Mark Trohman is my hero.
Cheers.

I’m every cliché but I simply do it best.




WHERE YOU WANT TO BE.

To the emergency exit door, no.


al/alister; the resident couch potato.
Anderson D./Andy
arvy.
audreyyyy.
bamba.
The BarBars.
bets/betina.
bianca.
brittany & casey.
cheenyka.
chi; simply indescribable.
christina marie.
dindin, dingdong.
disconinjas.
ells; the Fall Out Boy chic.
hannah c.
hudaaaaa.
ice.
ickbal.
iman.
izaq.
jammie.
jana.
jemuel.
joakk/joey/quack.
jolin.
joel
jovan.
justin.
kathrine.
katkat/kathrina.
kathleen.
kevin
kim.
kriztine abigail.
krizteena.
leiz; still the blabla.
manuel.
margaret.
maria natacia.
marlieeee/marla.
melanie a.
Mary Jayy/Mary Jane/Mary Joyce.
millah.
mizwarr.
monica/monix.
mumz.
mykaa.
nabs/bilay.
naqieyahh; pronounced na-KEE-yah.
Neesah aka Victoria.
Nicholle Zoe.
nikita.
nikki.
nina.
paths; the photographer.
pinkyy.
rcheller; the Manhattanite.
rhona.
ria.
relzz.
rielle/jan.
rosemary.
rubianca.
sarrrr.
seebs.
sim.
syiqah.
shanny!
steessh; the LOUD.
tashaa/nats; for cookies click here.
tiaraaa.
timmy.
umi; the taller one.
ummi syahirah.
wryck.
viel.
yerraaa.
yvonne&rora.
yzma/amelia/ismey
zim.
zim & friends.
zul.




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Monday, March 24, 2008
The Holidays: Day 4. 5:39 AM

No particular reason for posting but yeah. Haha. 6 more days till school reopens and I have not gotten any of my homework done except English. Screw. Well, I was trying to do my commerce homework, accounting and stuff and I just can’t get it right! My amounts just WON’T tally. And I’m not even sure in which account Insurance goes. Screw. I SO do not wanna take POA in year 10. Eeesh.

And I still got to get my Science homework not to mention the ecosystem project done. Boring, boring, boring. I mean honestly, Science is getting boring. I get ubër jaded in class and often end up vandalizing the table and/or my Science textbook that I can hardly read the words. BORING. I still have to make up my mind on which stream to go to too. Darn. I mean, I honestly wanna take Art but then I’d have to take up History which I seriously wanna drop, I hate memorizing dates and LONG names. Gosh. I originally wanted to go into Science stream but then there’d be A Math with those ass thick textbooks. Yikes. And like I said, I’m not that interested in Science and it’s not like I’m gonna be anyone scientific when I get a job. I’m looking more in the lines of hotel manager, someone on the music scene or something, NOT anything sciency. Oh, screw. Life is hard.

Well enough about school, it’s the fricking holidays crying out loud haha. I got my Juno soundtrack, yay me! haha, lmao. Went to the mall on Saturday and got it, plus Step Up 2 The Streets and the new Simple Plan CD \../ The Juno CD is AWESOME. Almost everything’s acoustic and if it’s not then it’s one of those oldies. Like really old, I haven’t even heard of them. My absolute fave righ’ now is Loose Lips. by Kimya Dawson. It’s like ubër, ubër FAST and the lyrics don’t make any sense at all hahahaha. Love it. I haven’t got around to listening to Simple Plan’s whole album but I managed to catch the acoustic version of When I’m Gone and I swear, it is wayyyyy better than the original. HAHA. I seriously gotta learn how to play that. Step Up was fricking awesome, shoiiite, and that is and understatement. Like daeymn, their moves were SOOOOO sick. I wanna dance like that man!!!! Oooooh I love the guy with the curly hair, hahahahaha he dances awesome. Love the hair.

Speaking of which, I’m gonna get my haircut tomorrow. Man, can’t wait to get rid of my wavy, wavy hair. Well, it’s not that wavy, actually I look much like Will Beckett in Everything We Had (I know so, Aikks said I did) but I’m tired of it so I just want my hair like Hayley William’s in CrushCrushCrush. Now that was awesome. But the thing is her hair’s sort of straight-ish and mine’s a bit wavy so I wanted to get my hair straightened and all but no, I’m getting it straightened and all Paramore-like in June so I get to play with my hair for now. I wanna try getting it short ya’know like Rihanna’s was but nahhhhhhh. I’d look like my sister :S So I figured I’ll just layer it all again, make it short short short but not ubër short so yeah. So long Will Beckett hair, hello wavy, black version of Hayley William’s hair. HAHA.

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HISTORY

January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
March 2010
November 2010

YESTERDAY.
-I Was Never Much for Heartbreaks and Overused Sighs
-The Holidays: Day 1.
-The Last Day of School
-Three Cheers for Five Years
-Joshua Osman aka Josheii
-HONESTLY.
-Nine In The Afternoon
-Misery Business
-The first all-time-low.
-it's not crazy, it's life.