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Name: Amanda
Country: United States
State: Texas
Birthday: 1/21/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: video games, eating, anime, panda bears, fantasy/mythological creatures, medieval/renaissance time period, Richard Cheese, books, shopping (well, obviously), eating, shoes, MMORPGs (never know which one I'll try next), PURSES (I LOVE THEM!)... OH! and eating! *^^*
Expertise: purses, eating, offending others by minding my own damn business
Occupation: Unemployed/Between Jobs
Message: message me
AIM:  schrimpyoctopus
Member Since:
12/13/2004
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| Look at what I found!!  (New smileys, too!) First off, woo woo 21st birthday on Monday! Regularly, for the last 2 years, amazingly enough, I have checked my xanga subscription page that is sent to my email address. I can't believe it's been 2 years. That is freaking ridiculous, to say the least. I have much updating to do. Luckily, I have been able to keep track of others' progress through email, even if they do not personally send it to me. I have so much happening all the time, I find it hard to even get any time to sit like this and mess around on the compy. I will update this more with time. "If you will just start with the idea that this is a hard world, it will all be much simpler." - Louis D. Brandeis | | |
| EE! So I am loved!
.. Okay, well, I knew that... I just needed a booster there...
^_^;;
Oh no... I must be emo.
Got a few things to do today.
God this is a choppy post.
...I like it. =)
"No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent." -John Donne, Devotions, 1624
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| My, oh my I found some interesting stuff today...
Apparently, everyone who has ever been alive on this planet has a
myspace.... except for me. >=) Not that I want one of those things.
It's just... interesting... what you can find, that's all.
Nothing else really, I suppose. Today is laundry day - ROUND 2! Where
Mana will go against the Dryer for who will reign supreme as the
laundry champ!
Six days until my birthday!
And someone had better post, dammit, or you'll force me to get a
myspace so you can all post how beautiful and nice and sweet I am in
totally unrealistic fashion. ^_~ Which may be a good esteem booster...
BWUHAHAHAHAHA!!!
"A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it
needs a little mulch of letters and phone calls and small, silly
presents every so often - just to save it from drying out completely."
- Pam Brown
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| My mom's birthday today! Hurray! ^_^
It's been a crazy couple of days. O_o That's for sure. Hopefully,
things will calm down a little and return to their normal pace.
Tuna and macaroni isn't too bad.
Jason broke the brownies. =P
"The human mind is like a TV set. When it goes blank, it's a good idea to turn off the sound." - Anon.
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| Early morning post... I don't feel much up to updating, but I will anyways. And it'll be a doozy...
The irrelevancy of this post in my happy little xanga bubble may seem a
little unappealing. But then again, I happen to be quite unappealing
for no apparent reason whatsoever. So here you are. I know probably
nobody will understand this, or it's relevance, but, then again, the
outcome may be suprising.
It's not as though I didn't see that distinct and utter destruction
coming. I guess I should've been smarter than that. I should've seen
exactly what it was that was going on right from the start. I had the
knowledge, the tools, I just lacked the motivation, or rather, didn't
see the necessity in it. There was much speculation as to when and how
and who but it seems like it makes perfect and complete sense in the
end. A simple end to a simple thing. There's simply that lingering
feeling that there was something unsaid and hidden from us. Something
we knew, and didn't know. It's not like it really matters, it's just
unnerving, if you will, the lack of complete and utter trust in all of
it. The fact we were and weren't blind to it all. We knew what was
going to happen, just didn't see how, and, when the pawns were all
lined up, ready to go, we missed it. We missed our queues, forgot our
lines. It's simple enough now. Now that everything has been laid out
and examined like some science experiment gone awry. I still feel like
I should've seen everything. I knew who and when and how and yet I
didn't and I still don't know but I do. And I did. But that's regret
for you. A lack of belief in what exactly happened. The thought that I,
alone, could've changed the lying, the unbridled, unreasonable hate,
the opinions, and yet I couldn't. Not alone, not with anyone. It was
simply a thing gone out of control, but, was it like that always? A
horrible creature of madness creeping through the dark forests of
midnight, always limping along the dark and desolate paths. Yet, alas,
it isn't so bad. I suppose, it is for the better. A sort of agony and
relief hits me all at once and yet, really, it's not so bad. It's
simply how it is and how we were and are and will be. Opinions will not
change, and yet people will. And I can't help but be hurt by that, feel
left out, abandoned. But I've changed as well, and I'm not sure if it
is for the better or the worse. I guess I'll just have to wait and see.
"I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him." - Booker T. Washington
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