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Name: SER-a
Gender: Female
Interests: drawing, painting, 35mm/120film photography, wasting film, movies, music, horror, zombies, collecting office supplies.
Expertise: manual labor
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Member Since:
2/15/2003
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| I needsta revamp my xanga. It looks so...old-xanga-when-it-first-began. I need to make it look like...you know, modern xanga, whatever that means. I'm feeling rather standoffish today, and it's not my monthly friend either! Surely PMS is kicking in rather late. That is way too much information, but I don't want to talk to anyone so here I am. Hello everybody, good Sundee to ya.
I'm craving mimosa; there's a bar literally ten steps away from where I work. They have $2 dollar Mimosa Sundays. Actually, I can get my usual drank...chardonnay please! However, I am far too lazy to get up and walk. This is what happens when indecisive Sarah and lazy Sarah comes out simultaneously...all this work for not much of an outcome.
In fact, I've decided that I'm just going to sit here, wait for customers and read my book. I might end up falling asleep if I drink a glass of wine. That'd be a no-go for work. Wise decision for such a daft person :) Au revoir!
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| I want to move far away to an unknown place with unknown faces. | | |
| It breaks my heart everytime I see a picture of him--so young and so alive...I still can't seem to accept he's gone.
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| I woke up an hour ago for what reason I don't know, but I have a class to go to in a couple of hours. Did I mention it's four o'clock in the morning? My mind wants to rest, but my body doesn't seem to wanna listen. I need to find some kind of wire mesh for my urban tree model. We need to submit it by next month, but I only have today to finish it. What's an urban tree, you ask? Google it! If you live in San Diego, you can find them on Harbor Drive. I doubt mine will be selected, but it's super cheesy so it may have a microscopic chance! My original plan had a dark hint to it, but seeing the ones that were selected the year prior--I had to make extreme changes. Anyhow I should probably finish up reading for class. | | |
| Have you noticed how most homes are empty and broken nowadays? You come home from an everyday chore, like school or work, and the house is quiet and dismal. The rooms are cold and every breath you take creates an echo. Is this the place you call home? One that's not so inviting or comfortable despite the arrangements that make it look so. Our generation seems to take these things lightly. I don't know if we're just too preoccupied to realize it, but it's unsettling. I am guilty of it, too. I guess it's just one of those things that suddenly strike you. Thanks to our ability to adapt, I guess, that this is acceptable. | | |
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