Velociraptor. Grr.

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Wishing Well, Wish You Well

Tue, 19 Aug 2003 17:38:39 GMT

Today I see The Eagles. The Eagles.

::dies::

Scanner should arrive today.

Flamingo Lounge, as well. Oh man, I wish I could be there for the bulk of it... Mocktails! Woot!

Yeah, so, some strange, very funny-looking lady came to my house yesterday and walked around, measuring things and taking notes. It weirded me out. My parents were paying her something outrageous like $400 to determine the value of our house. Here's how it goes: as a part of the divorce, my mom gets half of the house. In order for my dad to keep the house, he needs to buy out my mom's half. If he can't, then we'll have to sell it. We bought this house 17 years ago for about $150,000. Now, it's probably worth a good $450,000. Not kidding. So, if it gets down to it, I may have to leave the house that I've spent my entire life growing up in. I. Fucking. Hate. This.

April, 2003: Best friend commits suicide.
June, 2003, first day of summer: I'm told that my parents are splitting up.
August, 2003: One of my oldest friends tries to kill himself. And I'm still afraid he will.

::sighs::

On the plus side, I've been to more concerts this summer than I have in my entire life: Ozzfest, Warped Tour, Third Eye Blind and The Eagles tonight. God bless music.

And also on the plus side, I have a wonderful boyfriend who gives me everything I ever needed in a relationship. We're fast approaching 11 months.

And I get to see my sister.

Tue, 19 Aug 2003 02:46:00 GMT

HAHAHAHAHAHA I love you, Nick.

Freakin' Hot Sex Scene

Tue, 19 Aug 2003 01:56:51 GMT

My parents are doing all this crizzy divorce stuff and it's really lame. The only time I get to see my parents together now is when they're filling out divorce papers. That rocks.

After saying that I was going to be able to choose how my living arrangements were going to be. Yesterday, however, I was told that I was going to have to live the majority of the time with my mom. I told her that I wasn't leaving my home.

::gets mad::

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Sun, 17 Aug 2003 23:48:06 GMT

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I now bask in the warm sunshine that is a wonderful summer vacation...

JESUS CAMP WAS REALLY FUN. And no, I was not corrupted. Sr. High sessions are a LOT cooler than Jr. High sessions... Here are the highlights:

- Seeing Byron again and being constantly entertained by his oddities.
- Meeting Dane and falling madly in love with his music and guitar-playing.
- The Agape service, in which there was a lot of me sobbing into Dane's sweatshirt.
- The moments after the Agape service in which Jay and I sat in the dark of the night by the outdoor chapel, in the trees, and talking of various things... and my being terribly afraid for my life. We saw things moving. I felt like crying. At one point, we heard a cayote howl REALLY CLOSE to where we were and nearly jumped into his lap.
- Playing guitar by the beach.
- P.U.D. Bowl, and how Byron won.
- The dance our last night there and how they played a freakin' COHEED AND CAMBRIA song and how they played a freakin' SKA song and how Dane, Byron and I SKANKED OUR FREAKIN' HEARTS OUT.
- The night of the dance. I tried sleeping, but woke up at 2 freakin' AM to a boy in my tent. So, I went down to the arts and crafts area and discovered Monica and Dane chillin' there, huddled in blankets, monitoring the camp. I joined them until 4:30. Byron soon waddled out of his tent, his pants inside out. I've never laughed so hard.
- Father Shaheen. Hahahaha.
- The memorial service for Bob.

So, Jesus camp was cool. I'm gonna go back next year and be a counselor. w007.

New topic:

THIRD EYE BLIND.

It's official. I can now die happy.

They rocked like no other. By FAR the best show I have EVER been to. Mom and I weasled our way past the security gaurds and got about 30 feet away from the stage... it was incredible, I was in a constant euphoric state. Still am.

Also:

MY MOTHER LIED TO A POLICE OFFICER.

Yeah, I know, you all want my mom.

But I got mad at her. Grr.

Something more:

I'M SEEING THE EAGLES ON TUESDAY.

Also, a very happy birthday to Cat, who in a few days will be the ripe, old age of 17.

((utter happiness))

Sat, 09 Aug 2003 08:20:32 GMT

JC is approaching fast. I. DON'T. WANT. TO. GO.

wahh!

Fri, 08 Aug 2003 18:21:50 GMT

JESUS CAMP in freakin' 2 days. Ack.

Went shopping with my mom at Target and got a massive amount of clothes. I love Target to no end. I finally got some underwear to fit my fat butt, too, which rocks like whoa.

Went to therapy for the first time in an uber long time yesterday: my therapist has moved to MINNESOTA and flies back here twice a week to work. Weird.

I hung out with Bonnie last night, 'twas fun. We walked around downtown and tried desperately to find a business that was open past freakin' nine. We found two: Ben and Jerry's and Borders. So I got a huge freakin' cone of Phish Food and we wondered about what pistachio ice cream would taste like. We went to Borders and then she went home.

Thennnnn I wandered around downtown until Colin called me and then I went to Colin's and slept over. He had work the next day and that was lame.

And now a feel way blah and my mom is calling and yapping, "spend time with me, spend time with me!!!" Ahhhhh!!

Minutes of April / How was Paris?

Wed, 06 Aug 2003 22:47:46 GMT

It's completely official. It's time to bust out my felt pens once again, it's time to find my knife.

12 hours until Fritz leaves. 3 days until JESUS CAMP ((dies)). Two weeks until Los Angeles with my sister and DISNEYLAND.

I'm so freakin excited. About LA. Not Fritz leaving or JESUS CAMP.

"I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell."

The Ovary Overlord Has Something to Say.

Mon, 04 Aug 2003 21:45:46 GMT

Summer is fading fast.

I've been spending most of my time with Fritz and/or Fritz's friends for the past couple days and really not feeling much motivation to do much else. My bitter feelings towards my parents have subsided and instead of listening to depressing music, I've been writing love songs. Corny, isn't it? At least I'm not writing depressed-teenager-going-though-a-life-changing-event lyrics, right?

It's time to REPAINT MY NAILS, an exciting time that only occurs every two-weeks or so. This time: red.

My NEW SCANNER should be arriving sometime soon...

Tomorrow is TEN MONTHS.

And Fritz's leaves for Scotland in three days. ::dies::

Friend Bear

Sat, 02 Aug 2003 06:04:47 GMT

I don't know if I feel good or bad right now.

I'm not sure if I'm stupid in a cute way, or stupid in a pitiful way; they're not horribly different things.

I know I'm not a total idiot. I feel like I do have some intelligence, like there is some depth to me, but sometimes I end up challenging that. A lot of the time, my friends poke fun at me and pick on me (in a friendly way) because I'm not always quite so bright, but it still gets to me, all the same.

I'm not how I see myself, that's for sure. I suppose I'm somewhat of a joke among some people, aren't I?

Tomorrow: ROMPING WITH FRITZ, (I hope).

Who's cool? Mike and Nick are.

Sat, 02 Aug 2003 04:22:15 GMT

The braces are off. It was a traumatizing experience, yes, but everything ended up alright. My retainer, however, sucks more than your mom. It makes me gag, constantly. Are retainers SUPPOSED to make you gag? No. Blasted thing.

I've re-fallen in love with STAR WARS (lip smacking) and R2-D2. I LOVE R2-D2 MORE THAN ANYTHING.

Coolest band ever: Pink Floyd

Coolest movie ever: Titus

Looking forward to: MIKE.

Thu, 31 Jul 2003 21:55:28 GMT

I get my braces off in a few hours.

The excitement has worn off.

I was supposed to hang out with Fritz after I got them off, but instead he decided to go to San Fran to pick up Brandon and won't be back until six or seven? I'm super-disappointed. ::sighs::

I got a present for Courtney. I think she'll like it... Well, I hope she does.

Wed, 30 Jul 2003 18:38:30 GMT

HAVE YOU EVER...
1. Kissed your cousin: Not that I remember?
2. Ran away: If you could call it that. I simply walked around town with Mark and Fritz as my parents called and threatened to call the police.
3. Pictured your crush naked: Maybe.
5. Broken someone's heart: I don't know, have I?
6. Been in love: Yes.
7. Cried when someone died: We all know the answer to this one.
8. Wanted someone you knew you couldn't have: I'm human, aren't I?
9. Broken a bone: Unless you count my front tooth, no.
11. Lied: ::laughs:: I'm going straight to hell for this one.
12. Cried in school: Yep.
WHICH IS BETTER:
13. Coke or Pepsi: I'm not a huge fan of either, but, Coke.
14. Sprite or 7UP: Again, not a huge fan... and I've never told the difference.
15. Girls or Guys: Guys are better friends, but girls aren't afraid to feel around other people, which is a plus for them.
16. Flowers or Candy: Flowers.
17. Scruff or Clean shaved: Eeew scruffiness... Unless it's Brandon, shaven.
19. Blondes or Brunettes: ::blinks:: Um, brunettes.
20. Bitchy or Slutty: Neither? Is that an option?
21. Tall or Short: What are we refering to? If it's a latte... tall. Heh. I actually don't drink lattes. So, yeah. I'm cool.
22. Pants or Shorts: Pants.

WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX:
23: What do you notice first: Hair, social behavior, openness.
24. Last person you slow danced with: Um... Let's think... Fritz?
25. Worst Question To Ask: Oh, there's so many... "Do you love me?"

THE LAST TIME YOU...
26. Showered: Yesterday.
27. Had Sex: Last night.

WHAT IS (your favorite)...
29. Your Good Luck Charm: I don't really have one... good luck charms have never done much for me. I suppose my rings, though, since each had some very special meaning.
30. Person You Hate Most: YOU. Ha ha, just kidding.
31. Best Thing That Has Happened: You mom and me last night. Um, really, I can't decide. Being with Fritz. There.
32. Color: Orange and red. Together. My favorite color combonation.
33. Movie: That's a toughie... One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest?
36. Cars: A MINIVAN.
37. Ice Cream: Rocky road.
39. Season: Autumn
40. Breakfast Food: Cocoa Puffs!

WHO:
43. Makes you laugh the most: Mike.
44. Makes you smile: YOU.
45. Can make you feel better no matter what: Fritz and Courtney
46. Has A Crush On You: I dunno... TELL ME!
47. Do You Have A Crush On Someone: ::blushes::
48. Who Has it easier? Girls or Guys?: ::thinks:: I would say guys, but I dunno, penises seem like they would be really annoying.
50. Gives you A Funny Feeling When You See Them: Fritz.

DO YOU EVER:
50. Sit by the phone waiting for a phone call all night: Sometimes.
51. Save MSN conversations: No.
52. Save Emails: I have a couple.
53. Wish you were someone else: No.
54. Wish you were a member of the opposite sex: Um, no, penises are weird.
57. Perfume: Yes, I do perfume, thank you. ::laughs at survey-writer::
58. Kiss: Yes.
59. Romantic memory: Do I ever romantic memory? ::crosses eyes::

HAVE YOU:
61. Fallen for your best friend?: ::points at Nick::
62. Made out with JUST a friend?: ::laughs:: Yes.
63. Been rejected: Yes, kind of.
64. Been in love?: Yes.
65. Been in lust?: Dude, why do you think I'm always talking about your mom?
66. Used someone?: Only for SEX. ::grins::
67. Been used?: Sometimes I think so.
68. Cheated on someone?: Yes.
69. Been cheated on?: Yes. Well, that depends on who you talk to.
70. Been kissed?: Deja vu....
71. Done something you regret?: Yes.

WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON...
72. You touched?: Dad.
73. You talked to?: Dad.
74. You hugged?: Dad.
75. You instant messaged?: Dane.
76. You kissed?: Fritz.
78. You yelled at?: Mom.
80. Who broke your heart?: Nick.
81. Who told you they loved you?: Fritz.

DO YOU...
82. Color your hair? Nope. Tried it once, purple, didn't work.
83. Have tattoos? Nope.
84. Have piercings? Yeah, but I'm letting them close up. They always get infected.
85. Have a boyfriend/girlfriend? Yes.
86. Own a webcam? If only.
87. Own a thong? ::laughs:: Yeah, but I don't wear them.
88. Ever get off the damn computer? Quite often, actually.
89. Sprechen Sie Deutsch? No, but my Nana does.
90. Habla espanol? Un pequito.
91. Quack?: Only to ducks.

HAVE YOU / DO YOU / ARE YOU...
92. Stolen anything? Yes.
93. Smoke? Nope.
94. Schizophrenic? I sure hope not.
95. Obsessive? Sometimes.
96. Compulsive? Sometimes.
97. Obsessive compulsive? Only about sleeping in socks.
98. Panic? No.
99. Anxiety? Have you anxiety? Do you anxiety? Are you anxiety?
100. Depressed? Sometimes.

Room Temperature

Wed, 30 Jul 2003 18:00:24 GMT

::sighs:: Summer.

My mind has been whirring away recently, creating a story that will hopefully end up on paper sooner or later... I've found that I "write" better when I'm thinking to myself, not when I'm at a computer or with a pen in my hand. I suppose it's because I expect something out of myself when I'm actually popping out words and sentences. When I'm riding my bike and talking to myself, however, it's not that way.

Last night, a little after midnight, when I was riding my bike home from Fritz's, I saw lightning flash three times in the clear sky. It was amazing.

Dad's on the phone right now with some woman with a Russian accent who's talking to my dad about his publications? Or something. I'm only hearing one half of the conversation.

What I heard George W. say on the radio:

"I believe in the sanctity of marrige... which is between a man and woman... (long pause) and I hope to codify that."

I'm not even going to go into how his speech-writers cleverly disguised the fact that he's anti-gay marrige, and instead I'm going to laugh at the fact that George probably doesn't even know what "codify" means.

::sprouts a mohawk, plaid, Converse and a dirty, ragged, patched jacket::

DOWN WITH THE MAN! UP THE PUNX! ANARCHY!!

Yay.

I get my braces off TOMORROW. TOMORROW. Do you understand this? TOMORROW.

Mah-Jong

Tue, 29 Jul 2003 02:52:18 GMT

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NewDocDrew: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ALL YOU, YOU MAKE NO FUCKING SENSE WHATSOEVER!
ARE YOU ALL HIGH?! WHAT IS THIS CRAP?!
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The scanner will be replaced. The HP techie guy said I "got a dud".

Halo is fun, but I'm way lame at it.

::checks thermometer:: Yes, it is, indeed, 2763 degrees outside. No joke.

My mom's having me read a book, "Every Breath You Take". I'm 18 pages into it, but before I even started, I wasn't too keen on it; any book named after a line from a pop/rock song isn't too promising, am I right? ("Every breath you take, every move you make, every smile you fake, every heart you break, I'll be watching you." - Sting)

So, here comes the serious stuff:

My parents are getting divorce. Fuck how they told me that they were going to try to work things out, how this was probably only temporary, it was just another fucking lie that's now filed in my mind along with all the others. I had a perfect family. I really did. Mom is having trouble getting a hold of my therapist and considering that she's moving to Minnesota next month, I doubt she'll be much help in all of this. My parents (Mom, mostly) are now enforcing all thee rules that were never rules before... It's like they (she) feel like they've lost control of me or something, even though we all know that I'm not very hard to take care of.

I guess it's not too surprising that they are getting a divorce, after all. I mean, what did I expect? I suppose it's just the shock of the separation being so legal, so official.

As a side note, I hate how the government tries to control every freakin' aspect of our lives.

That's why I'm moving to Switzerland. Switzerland is cool.

Extreme Amusement!

Sat, 26 Jul 2003 19:06:18 GMT

I HAD A REALLY WEIRD DREAM. NICK HAD BOOBS. And so much more!! Read about it...

So, my friend Nick, knucklehungry, was coming to Northern California to visit a friend of his named "Merriry". I don't know HOW you pronounce that, but that was her name. I was pissed because he was coming to NorCal and it WASN'T so he could see me and he told me too cool off because there would be a few days where we could see each other and hang out before he went to spend time with Merriry. SOOOOOOO...

I'm chillin' in my room and my parents are apparently still together because my mom calls up the stairs, "Sabrina, you have a visitor from Colorado!" I bounce down the stairs to find Nick laying on my couch and grinning up at me. For SOME reason, I'm completely surprised and had NO idea that he wa coming to visit me. He tells me that he had once promised me that he would come to California and surprise with with a visit, and this was it. Well, I was surprised, because for a few minutes, and only a few minutes, My dear friend Nick had rather large, full, breasts. Not only were they breasts, but they were hairy breasts. I'm dead serious about this. Nick had big, hairy boobs. It was rather amusing. Let's give a round of applause for Sabrina's effed-up subconscious! Woot!

Anyways. At one point, Nick, my self, two people who were supposedly my grandparents and several of my friends were walking through Community Park and my grandpa was trying to finish of a beverage of some kind. We all went around, trying to finish it off, and failed, for some reason.

At one point Nick, my "grandparents" and I went to Longs to get gifts for each other? Yeah. I wondered around, and after finding gifts, I went to the greeting card isle to look for a card for each of them. At that point, a MIME walked up to me. He was short and wearing the normal mime attire and began TALKING to me. What a failed mime.

Nick and I borrowed the Jeep (surely symbolic) and Nick drove us to EMERSON JR HIGH where he said there was a garage sale. We walked inside the front entrance and were greated with all of my Emerson friends, including the sweetheart who is Miss Logan. I think Nick thought she was hot.

Somewhere in the middle of all this insanity, we (Nick, my "family", myself) were in this HUGE old house that we had inherited? Yeah. There was some mystery going on about a SEA SERPENT, which was odd. Anyways, my grandfather was going bananas and Nick and I felt really unsafe in the house.

That's the gist of it.

There was more.

But I'll spare you.

::grins:: If I could give my subconscious a hug, I would.

Sat, 26 Jul 2003 00:38:53 GMT

MY SCANNER ISN'T WORKING I'M GOING TO KILL SOMETHING.

Two, Three, Suck.

Wed, 23 Jul 2003 06:23:41 GMT

Tomorrow I swim.

Today, Colin came over and we tried to make cookies but they died like your mom when she saw me naked. The whole house filled with smoke and the cookies were smoking, as well, so I sat the pan of them out on the sidewalk. Mom then assisted us. I killed Colin at Mario Kart, marvelled at his 10 stitches and fell in love with the trance CD from London that he gave to me for my birthday. Woot. We watched "Ghost Ship", which freaked me out royally, oh man, there was so much dead. We then watched "Ghost" with DEMI MOORE and PATRICK SWAYZE and it was cool. We then ate dinner, played more Kart and drove the man home. COLIN IS IN A MOVIE! Oh em gee, dubble yoo tee eff is that?!

istoleyourspot: it's so fucking hot outside.
HkMGuitaristZERO: Yes
HkMGuitaristZERO: It was 1200003123
HkMGuitaristZERO: degrees today

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Tue, 22 Jul 2003 16:01:57 GMT

Oh my, it feels good to be fifteen.

However, it does NOT feel good when your clothes don't fit anymore because you've gained 8 pounds as a side-affect of taking a stupid pill once a day.

So, today marked the start of my new way of life: excersize!

...did I spell that wrong?

Whatever. My new goal is to lose weight because heaven knows I need to.

BIRTHDAY!

On the 19th, Saturday, the day before my birthday, Fritz had a super get-together at his house with all our friends and we played video games and even the Youngs stayed for it all! I was so pleased that they stuck around. There was also a TYSON. However, to my disappointment, THERE WAS NO COLIN. I finally saw Stephen for the first time since graduation (wow) and it was wonderful. When Stephen, Traci, Courtney and I went to Pizza Guys (758-8888) to get pizza, we also ran across the street and said hello to Mary, Bob's mom. The house has changed like whoa, especially Arthur's room. There is now a futon in it, the bed is neatly made, the floor vacuumed... but Boris was still there, against the wall, and the picture I had drawn for Arthur's room so very long ago was still duct-taped on the closet door, the only thing left on it. It made me so incredibly happy to see it there.

At one point during the night, I was sitting on the couch next to Tyson, looked at the clock and discovered, to my shock, that it was almost six in the morning already. That's when I went to bed. Fritz and I woke up at two-ish, got a ride with Lanette to the train station and took a train down to Emeryville, which was great. I love trains. We then got a ride with the cool bus driver into San Fransisco for FREE, and the whole way he talked to us about life and culture and growing up and how we need to made sure that we don't screw up, etc. He was very well-informed, very intelligent and had a wonderfully extensive vocabluary. He talked to us about black culture (he was black) and about making right choices... He wished us both a happy birthday and told Fritz that dating a girl two years younger than him was "right on the line". ::laughs:: When we told him we were seeing Phantom of the Opera, he acted amazed and said, "so, you guys are cultured!!" Oh man, we loved that bus driver. I was so surprised that a man so intelligent was driving a bus.

He dropped us off on Howard and Spear and we then walked the ten-or-so blocks there were to 8th and Market, where the theater was.

Phantom of the Opera was positively WONDERFUL.

Monday, Sally, Fritz and I went to the Haight/Ashbury area, went to all the second-hand stores and had great fun. Too bad we got back to the car FIVE MINUTES after a parking ticket had been issued. Damn them to hell.

So attempted to drive home in the failed car, but that didn't work out, so Keith had to come pick us up from a random gas station in Fairfield.

My weekend!

I'm fifteen!

Tomorrow: hanging out with Alex and his sexy new computer.

Sat, 19 Jul 2003 19:05:36 GMT

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Hakuna Matata

Sat, 19 Jul 2003 16:21:07 GMT

I've officially over-dosed on Prozac. You all should of seen my last night: the muscles in my legs and arms were twitchy, my brain was thinking faster than it ever has before, I would get extremely hot and then, instantly, extremely cold. And now, the morning after, I feel like throwing up. Woo hoo! But, today, I don't feel nearly as depressed. Mission accomplished.

Soon I'll be eating breakfast with my parents. I hate this. I don't want to see them together.

That'll be all!!

You said it was me and you, against everyone else.

Sat, 19 Jul 2003 06:13:13 GMT

I'm officially addicted to Law and Order. Coming from the girl who hates TV. Tomorrow! Birthday party at Fritz's! 12:30! It's the place to be!

My mood has slightly improved from what it has been all day. I felt uber-shitty because I had to clean my room while everyone else went to Scandia. How sucky.

My dad went on a date today.

My mom is CURRENTLY on a date.

And, because my mom won't get back until late tonight, my family birthday celebration has to cater to HER NEEDS because she wants to sleep in. I wanted to go to breakfast at Cafe Italia tomorrow morning, since I'll be gone on my actually birthday. My mom changed it to "brunch" because she wanted to sleep in. That really pisses me off. It pisses me off that every time the phone rings now, it's either some woman asking for my dad, or some person from the university asking for my mom. ::sighs::

The best part of today was reading the stinkymeat experiment on thespark.com -- www.thespark.com/science. HILARIOUS. GO READ IT, NOW.

My hair is straight, which is an absolute miracle.

And, according to my clock, it's 11:11pm. Make a wish.

So, I'll be turning fifteen. That makes me feel good.

Ever-So-Slowly

Thu, 17 Jul 2003 01:26:36 GMT

My fingernails are now white and black, alternately. It looks cool.

Last night was a good time with Fritz at IHOP. They dropped my bacon, though. We went to see Bob and I started sobbing; I hadn't been to visit him in so long and I'd been just cooping up my feelings until then. Fritz help my hand and listened to me blubber about how I was feeling. It was so refreshing, to be able to get most of it out.

Cat --> Sunny --> Sabrina --> Bonnie

That has been the course of the Bob scrapbook.

Lots of tension is between my parents.

Is the International House of Pancakes (IHOP) really international? I've never heard of or seen an IHOP outside of the U.S..... Hmm...

I look nice, but I have no place to go. Bleh.

Pretty girls who know they're pretty.

Wed, 16 Jul 2003 22:03:07 GMT

"I think I'll read to you by Jack-O-Lantern light,
And talk of the ill-fitting, blue color of Sweet-Day-Glow.
Then night, having fallen, will cloak us,
And few will know our existance, simply because,
We are where we are, where few wander.
I'll bring you things and think about how I'd left,
How I'd abandoned, so carelessly.
I'll continue to write and attempt to write,
Things different than this, but it's impossible,
To elude you, to avoid you, to ignore you.
Oh, how I tried to do so, how I hid your things,
Took your pictures from my head and walls,
How I refused and bargained and thought,
My, how you'd laugh at me.
But you'd laugh."

Wed, 16 Jul 2003 09:15:10 GMT

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