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Wednesday, August 11, 2004

Wed, 11 Aug 2004 01:42:20 GMT

that was then. this is now
subscribe to me, hoes.

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

Tue, 10 Aug 2004 03:41:25 GMT

the first day of school. really. really. really. sucked. does anybody else have c lunch on a days? because i'm completely lacking anybody to eat with. maybe i'll make new friends. since i'm sooo great that that and all. psyche.

spanish will be hell. but what else is new? i dont think i'm going to do a spanish four. sorry agata. i think this weekend will be fun. because i won't be in school. thank jeebus.

Saturday, August 07, 2004

Sat, 07 Aug 2004 05:07:06 GMT

i am so excited right now. things are moving for me. and i'm so glad that they are. i think next year, though stressful, will be so fun. i can't wait.

i hung out with susie again tonight, we saw napoleon dynamite. it was so funny. i loved it. this time though, doug and jake were with us. and they are so fun to hang out with. so i'm glad i met them. i had so much fun. but i'm sad because agata came over and i wasn't there! i haven't seen my best friend in forever. it's depressing, right? and i haven't seen laura, or rayme, or carly, or teresa. and teresa's leaving!

i still don't have my schedule. and i still have not read 3/4 of the odyssey. i guess the school and i have one thing in common. you know, procrastination?

<3 tiffany.

Thursday, August 05, 2004

Thu, 05 Aug 2004 04:16:24 GMT

i hate those surveys that tell you to pretty much rate your friends. i have done them. but they are so rude. i mean, you'll feel really bad if you aren't on the list. and sometimes it just doesn't feel right to say who's who and what's what.

i just needed to vent. i'm not trying to offend anyone. so please don't take it that way. it does feel really great when you make it on someone's list. but you feel like dirt when you don't. not that i should be everyone's best friend or anything like that. jeez, am i confusing you? because i'm confusing myself.

oh well, at least today was great. hott boys. target. great hugs from hotties. good hair day. strolling with the sooz. hit on by preps at wendys. 9 dead gay men. the movie that is. revelations.

oh boy, how i will miss summertime.
<3 tiffany

Sunday, August 01, 2004

Sun, 01 Aug 2004 04:38:40 GMT

today was bizarre. that's the only word i can describe it with.

it all started with something so simple. band registration. then susie came into my life. and that's when i woke up from the nightmare. and suddenly, i realized that i was in a party.

it started off looking for a cowboy hat, for a concert susie did not attend. we searched high and low. at collin creek, at the outlet, everywhere.

we found a couch, on a person's lawn for free. which was so hott. i could own my first couch. we even named her Gertrude. gertrude was chartreuse and looked like she belonged in the 50s. she was hott. me and sooz hauled her into the back of her car, where she smelled like insecticide, or lawnmower. we got her back home, but then mr. meanie wouldn't let me keep her. or even bring her in. we brought her to the recycling bin behind stacy's and left her there. i miss her already.

i got my 8 hour old wendy's and we went to hobby lobby's. which was closed.
so we went to micheal's, which was not. we got stars to put on her jackie-o sunglasses. which are hotter than hott.

we went to wendy's, where a guy gave me a whole new potato and chicken nuggets, because mine were cold. his name was nick. and i am starting a fan club. because he rocks. there were so many obnoxious people there though.

we went to this place where we saw people having a light sabre fight. and that place was called... jujutsu... no, wait. lan extreme. we checked it out, and we saw tim. and some other people. how do i end up in places like that? there were computers everywhere. dance dance revolution. and only like 3 hott guys. out of like 30. not hott. a guy with a tattoo, who was chubby, tried to hit on us. then, he found out that i'm 15. oh yeah his name was grant. and his friend was hott.

we got free water at braums. and found out will was fired because he kept giving people free food and not paying for it. figures.

then we went to allen bowl where a haze of smoke killed us on our way in. but we were revived by men named tito and red bull, with ponytails. it was insanity. i met someone just like matthew. and his name was matthew, too. but he went by chachi. and i saw my sister's ex-boyfriend. and a lesbian group. strange.

then, to top it off. i'm now at home. gertrude-less and cowboy hat-less. and i smell like smoke. ew. but at least it was a dream while it lasted, right?

<3 love, tiffany.

Saturday, July 31, 2004

Sat, 31 Jul 2004 17:21:14 GMT

okay, scratch that. there are alot worse things than being confused. and having a traitor of a brain. like, being stuck in a house of hate, insanity and bad memories. oh wait, i sort of am. so, nevermind.

Friday, July 30, 2004

Fri, 30 Jul 2004 01:43:46 GMT

<<< hey look, it's a picture of me!

so, if you haven't seen my haircut yet, since you hate me and don't like to hang out with me, then... there it is.

i'm so grey. i love headbands. i love cameras.

Y tiffany.

ps. i'm sad because rayme hasn't left his daily comment. what a letdown.//agata is so hott.

Thursday, July 29, 2004

Thu, 29 Jul 2004 05:19:59 GMT

i watched the virgin suicides. it's my favorite movie of all time now. it was just right. the imagery was just right.

i visited some of my favorite people today. i went to agata's house and saw rayme, her, laura and bryan, except i don't know him very well. but it was so great seeing rayme, agata and laura. they are my stars.

i hung out with susie and i met the guy who looks like craig manning from degrassi. but he only does sometimes. it was a little bit disappointing. we did a lot. my day could be turned into a t.v. show.

spun my heart out. drove all day with susie. looking for our friends. running in the rain. cars breaking down. steamy in the back seat. strangers in my house. violent foozball games.

i only have one day off. and so less time, until my life turns back from this daydream, into a living hell. i'll miss you, summertime.

<3 la-la-love.
tiffany.

there are so many hot freshmen drummers. next year will be so fun. Y i can't wait.

Sunday, July 25, 2004

Sun, 25 Jul 2004 15:03:01 GMT

so, i had this dream. and in my dream i was in, like, indonesia or singapore or maybe it was india, or turkey. i was with my family, but not my dad or stephanie, and i remember thinking, 'gosh, i hope that something brokedown palace doesn't happen to us.' but, then something does. it happens to my mom. we're going to flee the country, so my mom doesn't get imprisoned, or something. so, then, i'm in a pool. i'm trying to get all my stuff together. but it's so hard, because everything is floating away. and when i do get it all together. i'm supposed to be in some contest. and i have to float on some thing. and get out of the pool. fast. and i have a boyfriend. and he's really sweet. but, of course in the end of all of my dreams, my boyfriend turns evil, or something like that. and then, me and my mom and my sister are walking away from the country somehow. and i leave money for some homeless person. and then, i wake up.

i'm not sure what it means. but whatever it means, is probably something really important.

i've been like cut off from everybody else, again. and of course i have so many other things i probably should be doing. but all i'm doing is bumming out at home.

i watched fahrenheit 911. and me and susie found out the hard way, that there is nothing good to do at 1130 in allen. except drive all the way to the hooters in plano. good fries and cheesecake. pure <3

"Sometimes it seems like we're all living in some
kind of prison, and the crime is how much we all
hate ourselves. It's good to get really dressed up
once in a while and admit the truth -- that when
you really look closely, people are so strange
and so complicated that they're actually beautiful.
Possibly even me."

N tiffany.
nevermind. my dad likes to ruin my life. and has no common sense.

Friday, July 23, 2004

Fri, 23 Jul 2004 22:55:21 GMT

gosh, i'm so sick of being such a good little school girl sometimes. doing all my homework, when there's actually school, practicing at home, not doing anything bad at all. i mean, i think i seriously need to loosen up a bit. not that i'm a frigid bitch or anything.

i'm just tired of being that girl who never misses one day of school, or never skips, unless its for an appointment or something like that. i'm tired of always working my butt off on all those tests, homework and projects, and not even getting a's all the time.

i mean, i see all those kids, who party every weekend. and they get drunk, have sex, borrow their parents cars, sneak out and make sure mom and dad are still sleeping. and i think things like that are dumb, but i'm a teenager. how screwed up am i? programmed to think that doing bad things like that are dumb. i bet it'd be fun though.

i'm not saying i'm going to sneak out, get drunk, have sex and stuff, because i doubt it'd ever come to that, since i'm a good girl. but i'm just saying it gets so boring. working so hard all the time. and not having any fun. and not even getting all a's or whatever.

it just gets so pointless sometime. well, of course there's a point. get into college, get a great job, make a whole lot of money. but these are supposed to be the best years of my life. and they seem to get wasted away.

or something like that. whatever, i'll probably end up changing this entry.

N tiffany.

it's official, rayme and mary died. together. in a car. you know what they were doing.

oh right, mary's in nova scotia. i have bad memory. forgive me.