tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106979622011-04-21T14:22:14.059-05:00Ummmm I'm 22 year old female film student. I'm engaged and it's groovy. I'm a dark, weird, sad little person but I like it that way. If you really want to get a clue of what I'm like watch ADAPTATION with Nicolas Cage cause Charlie Kaufman (the main character and also the screenwriter) is sooooo me. I told my mom that and she said that was sad. That made me laugh in that way where you trail off into a sigh and realize it is sad and pathetic as well.Sam-I-Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469377366338790628noreply@blogger.comBlogger421100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10697962.post-1136115400948655832006-01-01T05:29:00.000-06:002006-01-01T05:36:40.966-06:00

Oh man I got trashed...TRASHED tonight. It was fantabulous except for the part wher I threw up. I kissed everybody, girls, boys, gay boys. Just friendly kisses though. Except for that one dude that asked if he made out with one of my guy friends who I make out with him. This was like 40 min before I threw up so I was wasted and was like whatever. It was funny. Matt kissed me too. I told him he

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Thirteen Things:That are making me really depressed right now.(I know that's a mopey title but it's honest)Matt Brown...I am so in love with him but I have to put me first. He's been kind of shitty to me as of late and I must put my foot down. I am willing to wait for him but I'm not willing to wait for respect. Guys have been walking all over me my whole life and 23 years is enough. I quit.My

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Have you ever wanted to make someone happy? Not just b/c they are good people and deserve it but b/c they fill you with such joy at the simple knowledge of their existence. Sometimes that can happen and it's a crazy game to play with fate. B/c sometimes you realize that you cannot make them happy b/c you're you. If you were something else, something better, you could fill them with happiness

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and this doesn't make it any better:What Famous Leader Are You?personality tests by similarminds.com

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So, I've been through some crazy stuff in my life, not as bad as other people's but pretty crazy anyway. Now there's this...this boy and I'm falling hard. It's scaring the shit out of me. Let's make a list shall we:1. He played with my nephew all day on Thanksgiving.2. I loaned him a Steve Martin book and he told me he's loving it.3. He snuggles with me.4. He's cleaned up my vomit twice and told

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Sometimes life can be really scary. I find myself overwhelmed by everything. Always terrified of one thing or another. I'll be hanging out with my friends and then I start to wonder if they really like me or are just to nice to say how much they hate me. I'll go to call someone on the phone and for a few moments I'll wonder if it will annoy them. I don't how i became like this or really when. At

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Okay so lets recap the week.I had some bad business with a boy I really liked. Thought he was fantastic but sadly he was not interested. Was amazed that a boy like that could want me, even for a moment but fuck him. I'm too good for him and I'm too good for Nic even though we're like two peas in a pod. I can deal w/ the fact that he's so shallow he can't see that I'm all he'de ever need.I got

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I'm sick and tired of men who are fucking childish! If you just want to sleep with me then say so and maybe I will but don't act like you might want a relationship and then call it off when I don't sleep with you in the first couple of days because I'm on my goddamm period! Or if you are interested but realize it's not what you thought then don't kiss me right before I leave then e-mail me 6

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I went to go see Wicked this week. It was badass! I loved it. I cried the whole time because I really identified with Alfaba (the Wicked Witch of the West.) I loved the play. So the whole Nathan thing did not work out at all. He is back with his ex-girlfriend and I hope she's good to him. My car got broken into and that blows. Nothing was stolen but they tried to hot whire the car so the

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This descrides me very well actually.

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I have a problem, i'm obsessed with my childhood. I must search out and find everything I ever played with, watched, heard about, enjoyed when I was little. I've found a lot of stuff but I have a few that I cannot find. Every once in a while I lose my mind and stay up all night looking for these things on the net. One is a book of stories about Cats and one story had a girl who went to an all

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Okay so this boy is awesome! We've gone on three dates so far and he's just so sweet and wonderful! He knows a ton of stuff about cars so my dad will like that and he builds speakers so my brother will love that. I was all worried that he was a big liberal because he's such a hippy. Last night I said that I had seen all the big movies that have come out in the last six months (I work at

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Oh my God! I went on a date last night with cute little spiky haried boy that comes into my work all the time. He picked me up and we went and ate french fries. THen we went back to his place and listened to music and sat and talked for a few hours. He held my hand and then he drove me home. Then unbelievably he walked me to my door and...gave me a hug. He didn't even try to kiss me and I

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Okay I'm never finishing that last post so ummm yeah. But! I'm so fucking pissed!!!!!!!!! Jerry Juhl died evidently. He was the writer behind The Muppets and Fraggle Rock. This sucks donkey D!

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I just had the best week ever! I’m might split this up into several posts because it’s a really long story. At any rate Thursday night (or Friday morning, whatever you want to call it) at 4 a.m. I check my e-mail and find out that there’s a film convention coming up. But it starts that day at 6 p.m. and costs 75$. Well, I can’t afford that and pay to pick up my car from the mechanic. Well,

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You are a drumstick.Absolutely insane. That is how most would describe you. You aren't afraid to take risks, and enjoy putting yourself in strange situations. Most people hang out with you because of your hilarious sense of humour. You light up any bad situation, and can help all of your friends with their problems, except for your own. Because of this, you enjoy being around people like you.

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You scored as Couch Potato Cat. Decorative pillow? No, that'd be you sitting on the couch, even still. Hmm. . . I'm guessing you have Web TV.Couch Potato Cat83%Pissed at the World Cat50%Drunk Cat42%Derranged Cat8%Love Machine Cat8%Nerd Cat8%Ninja Cat0%Which Absurd Cat are you?created with QuizFarm.com

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Choose five of the professions and finish the sentence...If I could be a scientist... If I could be a farmer...If I could be a musician... If I could be a doctor...If I could be a painter... If I could be a gardener...If I could be a missionary... If I could be a chef...If I could be an architect... If I could be a linguist...If I could be a psychologist... If I could be a librarian...If I could

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Take the Which Brat Pack Character Am I? Quiz Yet, I'm really a child of the 90's so most of the answers didn't fit me. Like I hated puberty there was no best part but I was always in trouble and I miss school because I stayed up all night at IHOP or Denny's. So if there was like a test for us 90's kids I think it would be different. seeing as I'm bender though i'll go with that and fantasize

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Why is it that sometimes I can see all that is not important and am left with a loss of words? I can sit and be still in my car and breath in the music from the Garden State soundtrack and look at things that don't matter. I can look at my hand and see how the light catches just one fingernail and illuminates it with a strange beauty. How I hold the cigarette and it cast this pale orange glow for

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I don't know if this test is all that accurate...then again it was made by internet addicts (probably, who else makes tests?) So, they aren't that cool in the first place so being cool in there eyes is probably pretty easy. "Hey, You've had sex before! You're awesome!!! snort snort snort" Yeah...

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You Are Not ScaryEveryone loves you. Isn't that sweet?How scary are you?

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I have to move out of my parent's house and I can't afford it. I can't take living here. I can't stand the yelling and crying. My mother has no one to talk to so she talks to me and I'm gratefull for that but I can't take it. The saturday before Easter my father pushed my mother down and screamed at her. He said "I want to f*$k my wife!" The thing is he's the one that pushes her away. I

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A group of professional people posted this question to a group of 4 to 8 year olds."What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.When my grandma got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandpa does it for her now all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love.Rebecca- age 8When someone

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Alright I'm finally going to talk about my internship. Alright three thursday's ago I was call by Graymark Productions and asked if I was interested in interning on the film "THE HUNT." Of course I said hell yeah. So, I got the job of runner. Translation I drove shit places. Only problem was the set was about 30 miles outside of Guthrie, this is about an hour and a half drive from me. Also it was

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Alright it looks like this is my score:The PrioressYou scored 18% Cardinal, 56% Monk, 52% Lady, and 37% Knight! You are a moral person and are also highly intellectual. You like your solitude but are also kind and helpful to those around you. Guided by a belief in the goodness of mankind you will likely be christened a saint after your life is over.You scored high as both the Lady and the Monk.

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that's all, I ran out so I'm off to buy more.

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You say it's your birthday. Nah na na na nu!Well it's my birthday too.Have a very merry un-birthday to you, to youa very merry un-birthday to you.Happy, happy, happy, happy birthday. Birthday!Happy, happy, happy, happy birthday. Birthday!Happy birthday to you!Happy birthday to you!Happy birthday dear Party Pascha!!!!!Happy birthday to yoooooooooooou!And my personal favorite!Happy birthday...oh

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As of 12:30 today I have gone 24 hours without smoking. It has been tough but in another 24 hours the nicotine will officially be out of my system. After that the only addiction to be (which is the hardest) will be the hand to mouth addiction. I'm trying so hard but it's really tough. I keep walking by people who are doing it and I think "Oh, me too!" Plus my fiance and three of my best-friends

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I'm so frustrated with Scott right now. He's got this ridiculous selfish attitude. He's like " Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me." (squawking like a bird is implied) I don't know how much more I can take. I mean I'm busy, I got work, school, friends, that whole occasional sleep thing. I'm going crazy. When we do talk he's always telling some long confusing story that I don't see the point in and

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Okay so like the last few days have sucked ass. I have worked everyday from Thursday to tonight (Sunday.) I also had to go to a play Friday night and take a test on Saturday and turn in a project. I've had a ton of things to do this week and it was tough. I haven't really been eating more than once a day and from Thursday to Saturday I got probably 6 hours of sleep. So, Scott calls me Sat. After

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alright I've got it and here it is.http://gm3flashstuff.blogspot.com

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Okay, first off Scott (my fiance) if you are reading this please bare in mind who you are dating and don't get jealous. Okay, I'm 22 and engaged. I have a job and I'm trying to be an adult but...I have a pathetic school girl crush on my film sound professor. His name is Bart...yes, it's Bart and he's from Belgium but he's lived here like 10 years. He's this big goofy nerd boy who gets paid to be

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This is sleepingmommy's interview:1. What is the single biggest thing in the world (either in size or monetary worth) that you would snatch up in a heartbeat if you could afford it? (I SAID SINGLE—that means ONE!)Okay my answer is a bit out there. I would get a greenlight and a 50 million dollar budget (or more if needed) for my crew and actors to make my first film...or maybe it would be better

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THis is my book at the book quiz. I. AM. NOT. HAPPY.You're Lolita!by Vladimir NabokovConsidered by most to be depraved and immoral, you are obsessed withsex. What really tantalizes you is that which deviates from societal standards in everyway, though you admit that this probably isn't the best and you're not sure what causesthis desire. Nonetheless, you've done some pretty nefarious things in

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Yep, that's what I am. At least my boss seems to think so. She told me that I could move up in the next six months. I was totally floored. Evidently one of the managers at work went to this meeting and he had to write down two things he was proud of about his job and he put down that he was proud of working with Darrell (another manager) and me. I'm so flattered. This job is really great, I'm

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I'm currently on the phone with my fiance...You would think we would be talking or something but no. We are dead silent save for my singing to the music on my playlist. I am posting on my blog...Obviously. He is creating his own blog and posting on it as well. What does this say about our lives? Ohhhhh, the sadness sweeps my soul with an un paralleled melancholy...Or something like that.Okay, so

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I have the very exciting opportunity to be production assistant on a film here in my home state. I am totally stoked about it. I really hope I get the position. I am almost positive that I would get a credit on the film and would help out my resume not to mention the expierience I would get. I'm so scared I won't even get an interview but if I do I just know I can show them that I will be one

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Man, I just got off work at Blockbuster and I am drained. My feet are so killing me. I mean they have little freakin' knives and everything. And let me tell ya those things are sharp! So, Spiky Haired Gay Boy called in sick today so we were really short staffed. I was supposed to be off at midnight but I didn't get out o' there till one in the a.m.Speaking of the Spiky Haired Gay Boy, he so knows

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go watch this little short film. If you don't like it you are a L-O-S-E-R! I mean that. If you don't say "how freakin' cute/cool!" then there is something deeply sad and wrong with your soul.you should also watch this one which is sweet and stupid at the same time. Party Pascha I know for a fact you will like the beginning of this one.

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How the hell do you put pictures and stuff on here. My blog is all bland and boring. How suck butt is that. Anyway, here's an update on some stuff that's going down. My fiance a.k.a. stupid shit head whose pissing me off. Well, I was supposed to go visit him in Virginia last week and then we were going to drive back here together and he would be here for 2 weeks. Well, that got cancelled so

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I should so be sleeping and stuff. It's amazing how far one will go to not do the things they are supposed to be doing. For instance I was supposed to go to bed but instead I chose tonight, of all nights to finally look at my sister and my sister-in-law's blog. They each have one and Pascha has been hounding me to read them. I hate the idea of blogging, I think it's gimpy to live on the

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