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Name: my name is lynzi and i Country: United States State: New York Birthday: 3/29/1900 Gender: Female
Interests: i dont care if it hurts, i wanna have control. i want a perfect body, i want a perfect soul. i want you to notice when i'm not around, youre so fuckin special, i wish i was special... Expertise: i am so resilient. i recover quickly. i'll convince you soon that i am fine...
Occupation: Retired Industry: Other
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2/19/2003
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| - motorcycle drive by - my schedule could not be changed.
apparantly, making the necessary changes to include chorus in my schedule would destroy just about everything else, and since martuffi isn't worth it, i left it. so now i have a lunch period-the one thing i never ever wanted.
anyway, here it is: F1-psych, ferretti S1-criminal justice, ferretti F2-creative writing, leitch S2-health, stiglitz 3-english, felice 4-ap euro, varga 5-french, houston 6A-phys ed, albert?? 6B-chem lab, davidson 7-chem, davidson 8-lunch. meaning i'll run away to the library and plot ways to punish the entire guidance department for not being able to give me chorus. 9-math, o'grady
i hate life. and i've said it a hundred times...
[*summer's gone*] | | |
| - christine - well i'm back so i figured i'd update.
life has been good. got back from pennsylvania a couple of days ago, bringing back with me a few bruises and a new outlook on both the amish and canoeing. did i spell that right? anyway, it was a lot of fun.
i've been considering selling my soul and getting a live journal. but then, i'm not sure if i have a soul to sell, so it might not be that bad. but i never really have anything to write about anyway, so i'm thinking i might just give up xanga without trading it in for a live journal.
oh, by the way, i gave up soap operas. be proud of me. you'll never get me off lifetime, though.
i made the appointment for shedule-changing and if it doesn't work, i might have to kill some guidance counselors. figuratively speaking, of course. does anyone know if they're offering chorus 6th period again? i just hope it works.
someone needs to have a party before we go back to school and are too dead to have any fun HINT HINT TWITCH HINT. we should have fun before we die :)
i've been trying to do the summer projects, but i'm completely unmotivated. i need some sort of pressure, or just that sense of having to do things that we have in school. everything school-like in me dies over the summer. and although i worry about it every year and things turn out ok, i'm not sure if i can bring back that school-sense of effort and motivation in time for september 7.
[*i need to get back there, someplace, back there*] | | |
| - a lonely september - camp is over.
hershey in a couple of days.
i got my schedual and it's wrong.
school is really really soon.
i'm not sure what to expect from this year. and i think that's good.
[*i think we should run as fast as we can into what we don't know*] | | |
| - you're my incentive - back again!
it's been a busy week, with bible camp and all.
that's right.
so yeah i've woken up at about 7:45 all week and i've worked with kids and done arts and crafts. doesn't sound like me at all, does it? mornings/kids/art, it's insane. but it hasn't been all bad. there are a few cool people that we see every year, and then there's perpetually pregnant lady (a teacher who, in my five or so summers doing this, has always been in or around her third trimester, kid after kid) and the pedophile guy (he knows EVERY kid and is very friendly). our kids this year are, for the most part, good. no screamers and only two minor injuries so far. and the weird summer flu thing i have is now pretty much gone and it's the weekend so i can sleep late. i'm so excited...
but the kids have made me think. i've been trying to remember what i was like as a five-year old. all the kids in our class are so happy in the way only a five-year old can be. maybe it's because they don't know any better, and that happiness stems from an underlying naivete and ignorance of the true sense of the world and the inevitable unhappinesses, great or small, of every life that lie ahead of them. or maybe they do know, and they just don't care, which enables them to find happiness despite that. or maybe that's just what being a kid is all about. so i wonder if they look ahead now. and i wonder if they'll look back once they get there.
[*as they all grow older, the truth will be understood. because we never turn out the way we thought we would*] | | |
| - that's so you - not that i forgot about xanga. it's ok. it's not important (i don't miss the tv much...)
anyway, i'm sure a lot has happened, but i'm not really sure if i remember any of it. i've stayed home the past couple of days just reading and watching countless episodes of law & order. not that i'm complaining. but a few days ago (not exactly sure which one becuase after awhile they all bleed into each other...<3summer) was the rocket summer at the downtown (with kevin devine, the plain white t's, and others) and it was awesome. afterwards was matt's party (happy birthday), during which i was eaten alive, but hey, what can you do, right? we did finally find some bugspray, of course, as soon as everyone goes inside (oh the cruel irony of life).
anyway so since then nothing has really happened and i'm not sure if i have much to say about anything, except maybe that school is a lot closer than i would like it to be. i realize now i wasted away a lot of the summer, and i made a lot of plans that are, insofar, unfufilled.
[*life passes most people by while they're making grand plans for it *] | | |
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