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Wednesday, October 7th, 2009
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I'm only updating this for you Deanna. Just so you know.
Mel and i patched things up.
I missed her.
I have a wonderful daughter whom i love very much.
Her name is Isabella Lee Nalbone.
She's a little over two months old now.
And she's already dictating my life.
She's a little queen bee.
Mike and i fixed everything between us and it'll be three years we've been together this month.
He cheats on me again though and i'm stabbing him and the girl he does it with in their genitals with a rusty something or other.
Something painful and sharp enough to pierce the skin but dull enough for them to feel the pain.
I miss Deanna. =]
My grandma got taken in an ambulance to the hospital last night. They think she had a stroke. And she's in the ICU because she keeps having seisures.
It sucks that i can't go visit her in the hospital because she lives in Tennesse.
What a waste of a state.
Deanna needs to text me. The number's still the same.
-The Empress of the World
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Thursday, February 19th, 2009
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Wow, so it's been awhile hasn't it livejournal? Deanna, inspired me to come on here again. So, to make up for some time i guess. I'm having a baby. =] I find out on the 25th what it is. I'm excited.
Deanna and i went to babies r us the other day. I seriously love you Deanna. You're probably the closest thing that i have to a best friends right now since Mel deserted me for whatever reason. That's one thing i'm going to spend my whole life wondering "Why?". Like, seriously, what the fuck did i do to her that she just decides to one day up and stop talking to me. It breaks my heart that she can't be here to talk to me and be here for me through this.
But, you know what, Deanna you are a far better person than she could ever be and you have way more perspective in as to what i'm going through right now. We're in almost the identical situation. You're my Nicola! haha.
Stay tuned for more drama, angst, and baby news.
- The Empress of the World.
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Tuesday, October 10th, 2006
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Recession.
I hate him.
He drives me up the fucking wall.
I feel so alone right now.
Well, not so alone but, lonely and empty.
I wasted nearly 4 years of my life on him.
It feels like i should be wasting it still.
If i do, someone punch me in the face.
I'm serious.
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Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006
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Tuesday, September 19th, 2006
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So, i've decided that all my journal entries for a while are going to be based upon one of my ex boyfriend and i'll tell you all the story that happened. kay? Great.
Joey. Joseph Derek Marlin. Where to begin with this boy? He's probably one of the only boys who i'm actually still extremely close with. We were in band together in 7th grade. We were both 7th graders in the 8th grade because we were that good. He was trumpet and i was flute. I was really shy back then so, i didn't talk to him all that much. But, at the end of the year we go on a trip called Music in the Parks at Hershey Park for some band competition. And i ended up hanging out with Joey during this trip. I don't remember how but, i did and his dad was our chaperone. I can't really remember who else was in the group. And we were hanging out and all and he had his arm around me and crap and apparently my best friend at the time was in love with this boy but, she had never told me about it and she saw us together and threw a coniption fit crying and shit. And joey told me not to worry about it and we still had a good time together and crap. And i went on a roller coaster with a bunch of people but, not joey because he used to be scared to death of them. And when i got off i kissed him on the cheek and it was cool. Then a bunch of our friends in our group went on the ferris wheel besides Joey and i because we didn't want to or something and we were holding hands and crap. I was happy. Then a bunch of shit started going down with all of tina's friends getting mad at me. Oh, i forgot, Tina was there because she was in the Fort Singers. Some singing group that goes as well. And i was upset that Joey wouldn't want to be with me anymore because oh all this crap that was happening. And i sat towards the back of the bus while, he was in the front and i was crying and all the people in the back of the bus were consoling me. They were all boys from what i remember. Which, doesn't surprise me. But, then Kendall came back and was like Joey still likes you a lot and all that jazz and i went up there and talked to him and everything was all cool. And Joey and i eventually ended up going out. Not that day but, within the next week or so. And it was really cool. His mom hates me still to this day. No real reason. She looks like Mimi from the Drew Carey Show so, yea. But, Joey's dad loves me still to this day. They're seperated and all that jazz. Joey and i ended up breaking up and the day he broke up with me he went and had sex with my best friend at the time. Nice, i know. It took me a long time to forgive him but, i did and now we're still best friends. He's Joseppe and i'm Heathereppe.
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Monday, September 18th, 2006
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I feel like an asshole but, i feel that it's necessary for me to be an asshole so people stop walking all over me.
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Saturday, September 16th, 2006
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Why do i even get my hopes up about anything anymore? I mean, i know anything that's going to make me excited in the least bit i shouldn't trust. It's always been the same with my family, friends, boyfriends. Very few people have ever broken that standard. Ken broke it but, he fucked it up greatly as well. Maybe i'll just start writing stories of my life in here and not just leave innuendos like this.
Ken. Ken was a boy. I probably would've married Ken. I was so in love with Ken and he was in love with me. But, he was a drug dealer and before he was with me he did heroin or coke. Some heavy drug. I never listened long enough to remember. I didn't wanna hear about it. We'd make plans to hang out, or have plans with another one of the couples we hung out with and he wouldn't answer his cell phone or he'd be arrested and either show up over 2 hours late or not show up at all. Have me worried to death about him. He got arrested on my birthday. Didn't even see him. I got fed up with it eventually. I broke up with him. He almost crashed his car into a ditch. He got home and called me and was crying his eyes out and it took all my strength not to take him back. And then he started using again then he went to rehab and now he's in back in jersey and better. He asked me to marry him while he had just gotten out of rehab. Had to break his heart again and say no. I just couldn't. I'm too young.
But, back to my rant. Everyone in my family has let me down. They never come to anything i ever do. Like my winterguard competitions, and marching band, and drum corps or my band or choir concerts. I can have the biggest solo in the world and they won't come. My friends say they're going to come. Do they ever? No. It's like i don't matter. My best friend is always ditching me for her boyfriend whom she's with everyday. And she's like well, i'm hanging out with Jer today. Like, it's something i haven't heard before. I was actually supposed to hang out with her one day recently. I asked her in homeroom and she was like yea, i just have to see what my mom says. I called her later that day and she was like Oh, well, Jer's here and i don't know if he wants to hang out with anyone else. I was like what the hell. I can't deal. I just can't fucking deal. This is probably the most angst ridden entry i've ever written but, i needed it right now.
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Tuesday, September 12th, 2006
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Cursive.
October 2nd.
Starland Ballroom.
Who wants to join me?
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Thursday, September 7th, 2006
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Hmmm. So, this might actually be a real journal entry. "Egads!" i hear you scream silently of course or in letters. Which, in case i won't actually hear but, you get the idea. I've come to the conclusion today that i hate people that complain about shit and then do the same shit themselves. It's so fucking hypocritical. I mean seriously, if you're going to bitch to me about be all depressed about your friends always blowing you off and it's your birthday and shit. And then, me being the nice girl that i am, i go out of my way to be extra nice to you and try to cheer you up, call you at midnight to say happy birthday. Do you even answer your phone like you said you were going to? Of course not. Please, i don't have time for your childish games. Grow up and get a life.
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Tuesday, September 5th, 2006
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School starts thursday. Kinda excited. Kinda not.
Need to do something exciting tomorrow. Who wants to chill?
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Friday, August 25th, 2006
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Tuesday, August 22nd, 2006
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I have sunburn. Poison ivy. And fucking marching band camp all at the same time.
I am not a happy camper.
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Saturday, August 19th, 2006
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I throw exclamations at people.
Dogs barking is possibly the most annoying sound ever! Raw meat is gross. Piggy is looking at me with her head hanging over the railing of the bed with one paw thrown across the railing. Quite cute. Quite cute. While wagging her tail at me.
mQ9: cory did my hair with the pomade wax stuff that he uses
mQ9: and it was very homosexual
mQ9: i thought you should know
I thought everyone else should know.
city fleet: yeah when she typed your name, i just wanted to be like, yes i know her quite well.
this propoganda: haha.
this propoganda: i would've been like "yea, she spent the night last night. we did it."
That too.
Peace out girl scout.
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Tuesday, August 8th, 2006
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Marc is awesome.
End of story.
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Life is interesting.
Almost my birthday. That means i get my car. Woo. 4 days now. And aaron gets here then.
I'm a happy girl. ♥
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If you'll be my star, i'll be your sky.
You can hide underneath me and come out at night.
When i turn jet black and show off you light.
I live to let you shine.
And you can sky rocket away from me.
To find another galaxy far from here.
With more room to fly.
Just leave me your stardust to remember you by.
So, last night was awesome with Mel and Ash. & then today with Homie.
Soy milk. That comes from vegetarian cows.
Colin fed me soup.Really? Yea, thick soup. Pink? No, thick.
More to be added at a later date.
I'm sick.
Shoot me in the face.
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Wednesday, July 12th, 2006
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Couple more days until my birthday. =D
And Aaron's arrival. Woo times 10.
I think i'm joining Bush again. I need something to accupy my time and make me lose weight and get tan. haha. I think i should tell Mikey T if he's online.
Got a new sketch pad today.
Oh, this is going to be wonderful because i can draw again!
Creative outlet.
Hot sauce.
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I love my life.
Best people ever:
Mel
Homer
Jer
Chris
Sam
Brit
Angie
I love staying up over 24 hours in country lakes with some awesome kids then going to seaside the next day. Good times. Good times.
Yay lesbianism!
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The falling leaves drift by my window.
The falling leaves of red and gold.
I see your lips.
Those summer kisses.
The sun-burnt hands i used to hold.
Since you went away the days grow long.
And soon i'll hear old winter's song.
But, i miss you most of all, my darling, when autumn leaves start to fall.
Since you went away the days grow long.
And soon i'll hear old winter's song.
But, i miss you, most of all, my darling, when autumn leaves start to fall.
I miss you most of all, my darling, when autumn leaves start to fall.
Heather's summer goals/things to do.
1. Get a job somewhere.
2. Practice my flute hardcore so, i can beat Hannah.
3 Summer School.
4. Marching Band.
5. Work out.
6. Portfolio for college.
So, this is just a reminder to myself for my portfolio. Self-portrait's in the 7 deadly sins. That way i have some creativity as well as a lot technique shit.
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