| I Have A Job. |
[08 Aug 2006|04:00pm] |
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Death Cab For Cutie -"Summer Skin" |
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I work at Bearclaw Coffee Company in Walled Lake. We Need Business, so go to the webpage (www.bearclaw.com), and stop in. We have scrumptious smoothies, and our Ja'Mocha is way better than Arby's. I'm at work right now, and really bored. Only four more hours, and then I'm going out to eat. I bought a really pretty rose today from a partially deaf man, who came in. It cost me five bucks, but was worth it. I like helping people like that. There hasn't been much going on, aside from that. None of the White Lake kids talk to me anymore, but I'm reconnecting with a lot of my old friends. I have to say that I've been doing pretty well for myself. I'm looking into renting a three bedroom home in Walled Lake with a one-car attached garage, washer and dryer included, and a nice open backyard for $900.00 per month. I hope that you are all doing well this summer.
Brytni Anh
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| It's Job Season, Folks. |
[14 Jun 2006|12:41pm] |
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Underoath - 'Reinventing Your Exit' |
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So far, I've applied at Autozone, Costco, Big Boy, and Applebee's. I hate job searches. On the bright side, I have my best friend back. I've really missed him. Sometimes, I think that people will outgrow their immaturity, but I've realized that some people are just permanently trapped in the mentality of a twelve year-old. It's rather unfortunate. Poor kid; I'm really not all bad once you give me a chance. Oh well, I have plenty of friends; I guess everyone could use a few mortal enemies. I am contently in a relationship, now. His name is Brent, and he's a really nice, fun, relatively mature, hardworking, honest, caring, and outgoing person (and he's over eighteen). I don't really have anything interesting going on, so... later.
Brytni Anh
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| I Didn't Mean That To Be About What You Wrote. |
[01 May 2006|01:37pm] |
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James Blunt - 'Billy' |
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I just thought that we should talk; that's all. I didn't think that it was about me. I just thought that ours was a friendship worth salvaging. I'm not sure what happened, but I miss your friendship.
Brytni Anh
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| Breech of Trust, Falling Fast, and Strawberry Lip Smackers. |
[12 Apr 2006|03:56pm] |
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Pink Floyd - 'Wish You Were Here' |
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Accidentally damaging something very meaningful is apparently my forte. I wish they'd stop yelling; I hate when they yell. I wish that I could leave this place.
This ruined puzzle is beige with the pieces all face down, so the placing goes slowly, the picture's of anything other than it's meant to be. The hours - they creep; patterns repeat. Don't be concerned. Know I'll be fine on my own. I never said, 'Don't go'.
I've written a note; it's pressed between pages that you've marked to find your way back. It says, 'Does he ever get the girl?' But what if the pages stay pressed, the chapters unfinished, the stories too dull to unfold? Does he ever get the girl?
This basement's a coffin; I'm buried alive. I'll die in here just to be safe. I'll die in here just to be safe. 'Cause you're gone, I get nothing, and you're off with barely a sigh. I never said, 'Goodbye'.
Does he ever get the girl?
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[26 Mar 2006|07:47pm] |
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Poison The Well - "Meeting Again For The First Time" |
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star light
you must be my lucky star
you shine on me wherever you are
i think of you, i start to glow
i need your light
baby you know
star light, star bright
first star i see tonight
starlight, star bright
star light, star bright
first star i see tonight
starlight, star bright
you must be my lucky star
you make the darkness seem so far
when i'm lost, you'll be my guide
i turn around, you're by my side
star light, star bright
first star i see tonight
starlight, star bright
shine your light, shine your light, shine your light
cuz you make me wanna (shine your head, your body)
shine your light, shine your light, shine your light
cuz you make me wanna
shine your light, shine your light, shine your light
cuz you make me wanna
shine your light, shine your light, shine your light
cuz you make me wanna
star light, star bright
first star i see tonight
starlight, star bright
star light, star bright
first star i see tonight
starlight, star bright
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| Waiting To Hang Out With Jack, Jim, Bud, and The Captain. |
[17 Mar 2006|11:36am] |
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AC/DC - 'Highway To Hell' |
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I feel like Towely; I have no idea what's going on. I am so glad it's Saint Patrick's Day. This is, by far, my favorite holiday. Hopefully, I celebrate it properly. I wish that I could figure out why people insist on trying to make me out to be the bad guy, when I didn't try to do it to them. I guess that I will never understand. I had a really good day, today. I look like a little leprechaun in my green outfit. I hope that people find happiness, and I hope that they find love. I'm sorry for whatever I've done to hurt you. I didn't mean to do that thing; I'm not that vicious. What is meant to happen, will happen. I'm not controlling anyone but myself, and I would like to think that you wouldn't try to make me seem any way other than I am. Think of one controlling thing that I've done, and let me know. Until you can do that, please don't post things about how awful a person I am. As for the under my powers thing, what are you talking about? We aren't even dating; he is with himself, not me. Get your facts straight, please. And, if you want to talk about telling people what they want to hear, rather than what is good for them, let's talk about you pretending to be nice to me; that was very low and conniving. I trusted you, and I thought that you meant the nice things that you said to and about me; I was wrong. I never told him to break up with you, and I didn't try to lead him away from you, either. That is just how things happened; don't try to put this shit on me. I need a cigarette.
Happy Saint Patrick's Day!
Brytni Anh
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| Consciousness Condemns Idiocy. |
[16 Mar 2006|01:54am] |
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Little Big Town - "The Boondocks" |
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The grip of your words on my heart
Holds its own
The breath in my lungs
Unresponsive to typical blows
Touch my hand
We'll fly away
Touch my hand
We'll find a place
Where the warmth of the stubborn
Orange Sunset can't reach
And the words of the Imbred
Silence Can't preach
A river of blood couldn't drown
The static from our ears
Here
We can attest to the
Proof of Intelligent life.
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| Mr. Dammit Did Not Pause For My Rejoinder. |
[14 Mar 2006|02:53pm] |
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No Doubt - 'Snakes' |
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"Turning upon his heel, he left my presence with undignified precipitation. It was well for him that he did so. My feelings had been wounded. Even my anger had been aroused. For once I would have taken him up on his insulting wager."
School was normal, if nothing else. I came in just before second hour, and heard a snippet of the pledge meeting. I suppose that very many of my colleagues will no longer be in attendance as of Friday, as they are about to absence out. I hope that the guys are able to graduate. I know how much it sucks to have to go to school for longer than you ought to have to. I am strangely comfortable with the way that things are, right now. It still hurts to see them together, but time changes all things. I wish that I hadn't gotten pulled over because I am likely going to have to pay fines to the court that I can't afford to pay. Hopefully, I'll still be able to get my license. No Doubt's Beacon Street Collection has been playing in a loop on my computer for about a week now. I guess that Jessie is working part time for my father now, which is strange to me. My dad hasn't ever hired one of my friends to do office work, and certainly hasn't hired any of Wil's girlfriends. My leg is fucked up. I came home from court yesterday, and my mom realised when we got to the car that she'd forgotten her phone inside. I went to get it for her because her foot is broken, and while running up the steps on the deck, I managed to slip and land on my knee. I caught myself before my head hit the stone birdbath, and on the way down, all I could think was 'don't fall bitch... don't fall...'. I suppose that I should take my own advice once in awhile. I wish that I could understand people sometimes. My problem seems to be in assuming that other people view things the way that I do. Fuck! I forgot to take my pill. Done. My entire purse reeks of stale beer and cigarettes. I think that I'll go make a sandwich, or something.
Brytni Anh
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| Where Are You Hiding, Dolores Haze? Why Are You Hiding, Darling? |
[12 Mar 2006|10:10pm] |
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Meh. |
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"A Stranger" - A Perfect Circle |
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"I once saw," she said, "two children, male and female, at sunset, right here, making love. Their shadows were giants [...]"
I went over to visit my Grandmother, today. She has a large hole in her head where a cancerous growth was removed on Monday. My mother cleaned it up, and changed the bandages. i feel so bad for her. I'm really afraid of losing her; I don't know what I'd do without her around.
Upon leaving Grandma's house, my mother, father, and I went out to eat at my friend, Brian's parent's restaurant in Holly with my Uncle Kim. I found a charger for my Ipod, so I actually got to listen to some music. I have court at 8:30 in the damned morning, and I don't want to go. I hope that today was a good day for other people, as well. Goodnight, all.
Brytni Anh
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| Best Night. |
[12 Mar 2006|01:18am] |
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Sublime- 40 Oz. To Freedom |
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Today, I got to see Mallory, Brit, and Nate. I haven't hung out with those guys in so long, it's ridiculous. Then, Dana came to pick us up, and we went back to Central Park for a minute. Mal, Brit, and Naten left because Nate had to work, so Dana, Joe (her friend), and I went over to Dana's. It was cool. I ended up hanging out with Juice-tin, Danny, and Kev-o for the rest of the evening. we went to a bonfire, and I can't even type right now. I'll say more later, but I have to get some sleep.
Goodnight, All.
Brytni Anh
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