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since 11.23.01

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(2:31 pm - 10.30.2002 - dland trading card - i feel )

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emala311
member since 8.02.01
191 entries
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description: boring. feeble minded. emotional. a challenged dreamer. almost always smiling. stubborn. eternal optimist.

strengths: able to notice beauty in everyday situations. good listener. trying my best to make others happy and comfortable.

weaknesses: men wearing cologne. ice cream. not knowing what i have until it's gone. a warm bed on a cold day. music. a bad memory. procrastionation. lazy. and cravings.

special skills: picking out unknown bands that will later on make it big. correct usage of "their, there, they're, too, to, lose, and loose..." etc.

weapons: a killer smile. undeniable cuteness to some. silence.

motto:: "i'm not gonna waste life being hateful"

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interesting. trading cards for diaryland? neato. when i had mommys car, fridays would come and go. i would never have time to make an entry and would always miss doing the friday five. now i wander around the house wondering if it's friday yet so i'll have some reason to do an entry. so, as you can tell, not much new and exciting is going on. not like anything ever was. i was right when i described myself as "boring". now i will go crawl back into the heated waterbed that's calling me upstairs and await marks call. what a life i lead. oh god, i just heard on the radio (blah) that girls gone wild is going to be at a bar downtown tonite. ha. and mushromhead is at metropol tonite. i wish i could meet them just to piss off justin.

i got knocked out of bed late last night-i was woken up by the sound of dynamite-i ran downstairs to find an army man-he said "we gotta blow up those things we don't understand!"

~*~liz

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