morning smiles...like the face of a newborn child...
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10.23.2002 @ 8:52 am

...it's a beatiful day outside...time's passing you by...
well....it appears that sometime in the last 3 hours or so, the sun managed to rise when i wasn't paying attention...but it's cold...6 degress or something...but supposedly it will get up to between 13 and 18....hrmmm....i still wish it were snowing....other people have snow...
...tell me what i am when it all slips away....tell me what i see when the light fades away...tell me what i hold in the palm of my hand...tell me what i feel 'cause i'm trying to understand...
*blink blink* it still feels early....i am now kind of regretting stying home today, but i think that if i stop attempting to sew things, and actually do homework, it could turn out to be productive...shit...and i just remembered why i was supposed to be at school today (aside from the fact that it is school, and i have classes that i am supposed to be in of course...) chelsea was supposed to bring me her music shirt...stupid choir concert...ugh...yay for maroon denim....now there's a fasion statement if i ever saw one....meh...maybe i will go in at lunch....
...strange...you've always been afraid of all the plans you've made...you'll probably just screw it up anyway...
chad was harassing me this morning that i always tell him to update...and that he has had his diary for about a month longer than i have had mine...and has twice as many entries as i do...there is a reason for this though....or, i'm just making excuses....it's just that i rarely updated when i first got this diary...and didn't actually become overly enthusiastic about it until august...and then i went away for half of that month...and now i am addicted, and check my buddy list at least once an hour when i am at my computer...indeed, i have no life...but really, if you are counting entries from september and october, chad and i are fairly even...(including this entry, i am beating him by 2....there, take that)

in any event...i think it is time for breakfast...
'past the mission'
tori amos


i don't believe i went too far i said i was willing she said she knew what my books did not i thought she knew what's up

past the mission behind the prison tower past the mission i once knew a hot girl past the mission they're closing every hour past the mission i smell the roses

she said they all think they know him well she knew him better everyone wanted something from him i did too but i shut my mouth he just gave me a smile

hey they found a body not sure it was his but they're using his name and she gave him shelter and somewhere i know she knows somethings only she knows



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