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[Feb. 15th, 2010|07:00 pm] |
okay. I gots me a new journal because the date thingy on this motherfucker is getting on my nerves.
find me @ la_ri_sah
yay! |
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[Feb. 9th, 2008|08:59 pm] |
( make me ill )
Brandon Quinn was on Without A Trace tonight!
Johnathan myspaced me right now. He's so funny. |
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| this is it |
[Feb. 9th, 2008|07:26 pm] |
I had a dream about Andrew last night. Andrew as in Jack's Mannequin/Something Corporate, Andrew. I just dreamt that I went up to him and hugged him close.
I still can't find the recording of him singing the first few lines of "Message In A Bottle" on my phone. Oh well.
Mark cornered me today. He scrawled his phone number on my palm with red marker. |
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| aosdijf |
[Feb. 8th, 2007|09:12 pm] |
( Grammy spoilers )
I also have one more thing about the FOB show. When Pete did his dance, I almost died. The second time he did it, he wasn't face me, so I just saw his back and ass and he raised his hand and the mic was in his hand and it was about the hottest thing ever. Oh, Pete. |
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| UST? No. More like, WTF?! |
[Feb. 8th, 2007|06:20 pm] |
Before I go on with the WTF?, let me just say, in reference to Ana and I attending Fallout Boy's show at the House of Blues this past Monday, that it's? Totally unfair.
Oh. And Joe Trohman signed my pants.
Now, WTF?!
Mark is talking to me like that whole month and a half didn't happen. And, I'm going along with it because I'm like, wentzever, now. He's starting to mouth, "I love you," again and I just can't help but roll my eyes at him. He's an asshole.
Joel asked if I professed to David yet. I wanted to shake the ladder he was standing on and yell, LEAVE ME ALONE! but I know he's only teasing and it's all good. He even said so. Karina joked that it "looked like someone didn't brush their hair." Joel glanced at me, even though she was clearly talking about him, and said, "Yeah, Larissa. You're hair looks horrible." I flipped him off and we grinned at each other. John was like, oohhhh. I said that it was a good one and Karina looked confused. "That's how me and Larissa roll, right?" I nodded and she rolled her eyes, calling us idiots. It's a known fact that Karina doesn't like Joel. It's a known fact that Joel likes to egg her on. And it's known fact that I'm a jackass, so I'm just gonna go along with it and irritate her.
HA.
It's also a known fact that Fallout Boy SHOULD LOSE TONIGHT. If John Legend loses to Fallout Boy, I will be appalled.
That is all. |
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| i'm gonna choose not to believe it! |
[Feb. 4th, 2007|02:22 pm] |
I'm still at Ana's. I dunno whyyyyyyyy.
I'm just kidding. It feels nice to be out of the house and NOT BE AT WORK. Although I missed my store. I work 9-3, Mon-Fri. I'm off this weekend! That hasn't happened in, like, four months. I used to have the weekends off and then Chuck scheduled me and hm, I wonder who is gonna open on next Sunday.
I saw Joel yesterday. He noticed my belt and then started singing, "Dance, Dance." There's nothing wrong with Fall Out Boy, he said. Yeah, if you're gay or a squealing twelve year old, it's not. Kidding. He murmured, "i'm two quarters and a heart down," and I replied, "nobody puts baby in a corner." Linda and Laura were in the break room. They looked at us funny. Linda was like, wtf are you guys talking about?!
I'm gonna eat soup now. |
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| *finally* |
[Feb. 2nd, 2007|12:42 pm] |
I am exhausted.
( Training )
Yay! Linda has an el jay now.
I can't decide if Pete should die at the end or not... |
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| mood change like wo |
[Jan. 30th, 2007|09:04 pm] |
Um. K. Creepy!Matt from work? Isn't all that bad, right? So, he's talking to me via AIM and now? I'm freaked.
*sighs* |
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| when i spike the punch! |
[Jan. 26th, 2007|09:55 am] |
I saw a Panic!At the Disco music video last night. I was sitting on the couch, talking to my uncle when MCR's "Ghost of You" came on. I giggled and he gave me a look and said, "Good night, mija. I'll leave you to your music videos and...whatever..." I was going to go to sleep after MCR, but then P!atD came on after and I was like, OMGYAY! I liked it. I love Fuse. They play videos.
I'm gonna pick up Michael from work. We're going to have lunch. He'll probably want BK, but I *still* want potatoes and you know what? That whole salt incident is probably all my fault because I wanted potatoes that much. Um. Sorry, guys?
I looked up "surreptitious" because Jeanette and I were awed that P!atD used the word and then we scratched our heads and asked each other, "What does that mean again?"
Surreptitious:
Adjective
1. Obtained, done, or made by clandestine or stealthy means. 2. Acting with or marked by stealth.
I laughed because it has "clandestine." So, of course, I looked up "clandestine."
Clandestine:
Adjective
Kept or done in secret, often in order to conceal an illicit or improper purpose.
Huh.
Interesting, interesting.
In other news, Linda is a psycho for Patrick Stump, I hear. Er, or Ana hears. |
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| but before i do that |
[Jan. 25th, 2007|09:18 am] |
I miss my uncle Paul!
I go to training next Monday to become a GMC. (Stock person. I dunno what GMC stands for.) I'm gonna be so tired. blah. One class is in Orange, off Chapman. We're going to have to leave really early. ("Hey, Larissa. Hook it up with a ride!")
I have to do the dishes, brush my hair, and get ready for work. But I don't want to. One of these days I will call in. It's like, a goal of mine. I'm not saying I hate my job or anything, I don't, I'm just frustrated with it right now. I think me becoming a GMC is a good idea. Not only for the raise, but because I'm getting bored with what I'm doing right now. I don't like Tracy. She's a stupid bitch.
Went to see KillRadio last night. That was fun! I didn't think I would have that much fun because I didn't really know their music, but I did.
Went to the museum....ummm.....a while ago. It was a comic exhibit. Oh. It was the same day as my surprise birthday party. I have to post pictures of that, and the video of me getting attacked with cake in my face. That was funny. And fun.
Okay, I have to do the dishes now or else I won't have enough time to do what I need to do before work. IAFDJADJFAJSDFJ |
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| i've sighed bigger. |
[Jan. 20th, 2007|07:04 pm] |
So, Ariana just abandoned me right now. I dunno wtf. She just rushed off with Rosanna. I don't really care, although I do feel a bit pissed off. (Maybe Karina's right?) What-the-fuck-ever.
My uncle Paul is here. I made sure to flip off his car when we passed my uncle Michael's. I'm making damn sure that I don't see him this weekend. I'm all kinds of bitter and it's not good for my health and I wanna cry. Today, I was helping out this older woman. She's nice. I see her and she waves and asks how I am. She gave me a tip once, and I only took it because she kinda reminds me of my grandma. Well, as I was helping her out, she was like, "Ah, my chest really hurts." I can hear her wheezing and I'm freaking out, thinking, ohgodohgoddon'tdiedon'tdie...and she's like, "Oh, I'm really scared." I'm holding on to her elbow, asking her, omg are you okay? Are you okay to drive? She says she'll be fine and I watch her drive off. Then I run--fucking RUN--to the bathroom and sob. I'm crying halfway through the parking lot and I just sit there until it's all gone. I sigh a big sigh, then walk back out. No one noticed. It was pretty busy. I was a bit bummed out the rest of the day, completely exhausted by that whole ordeal.
Jeanette picked me up for lunch. She said I looked, soft. I don't get it, but I wasn't feeling myself.
fucking hell.
my uncle is here. |
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| stand up fucking tall |
[Jan. 17th, 2007|07:37 pm] |
TGIFridays sucked on Sunday.
Cesy and Andrew trash-talked Monica. I sunk in my chair, and tried not to yell at anyone. I felt uncomfortable and misplaced and I'm glad Anika decided to go because there wasn't anyone else there that I was close to. Except for Joel, but his girlfriend was there. I came close to crying a few times and I left when we retreated from TGIFridays to Norms. I ordered a soda to go and cried the whole way home, singing along to "Dance, Dance."
And I figured out what it was.
Other than feeling misplaced and shit. I had this dull ache in my body and I know what it is and it's lame and really really...just really. I...like David, and he just...sat next to me and nothing. I mean, we were joking and stuff, but Joel talked with me more than David did and it's like, god damn it, Larissa, you fucking loser, talk to him. But I couldn't. And I felt dumb.
Dumber still, for some reason, when Scott asked me if Rosanna was the one that came in with me the other day, I snapped, "Don't, Scott. Just..Don't." I went up to him later and apologized for snapping at him and asked, if it was okay, that he ask why I was so hostile about talking about Rosanna. I said...and it just came tumbling out, I wasn't even thinking...that, and this is fucking lame to a very...god....anyway....I told him that I realize that I'm jealous of her. Really fucking jealous and it's stupid and childish because it's not her fault she's prettier than I am and has better social skill and all that...it's not her fault and it's not like she rubs in my face or anything...but I still resent her for it. It's so god damn stupid. Anyway, so I'm spilling this out to him and he looks at me when I say that I think she's prettier and he cuts in saying, "You need to rethink *that* part." And that's all it took. I snapped my mouth shut, smiled, and hugged him rather sloppily, wiped my eyes, and continued to sweep.
I think that I just needed to let that out, and be done with it.
And that was that. I was in a much better mood after.
I was doing go-backs and had some toilet paper to put away--charmin--and Joel is there. Ashley comes up to us--we are working in friendly silence--and asks if I have a phone. I didn't hear her and thought someone was on the phone for me. I was like, "Oh! I'll be right there!" And Joel says, "It's David." I chucked the toilet paper clear across the aisle and hit Joel in the face. He laughed and threw it back at me, making a face and says, you thought I forgot, huh? Do you even remember that you told me? I hid my face and said that I remembered and when I sat next to David at TGIFridays, I realized that you knew and was like, oh gosh. He was like, you sat next to him all night and you didn't say anything! You should have been like, Hey baby...I laughed at him and said that was lame. I immediately terminated that conversation because, hey, I just slipped into a good mood.
I found a friend in Joel, and I'm really happy!
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That was lame. |
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| actually, no i will not stfu |
[Jan. 13th, 2007|07:13 pm] |
my mom said something that made me ANGRY.
She was like, be careful what you write and lay around.
UH.
NO.
especially if she's refering to my notebooks in MY ROOM. My room is my sanctuary. Matthew has no right going through my notebooks, and even if it was by accident, what the fuck was he doing in my room? If she's referring to the receipt my emo-ness on it, the one I just posted? Okay, fine, my bad. There's no porn on this computer, and the only other thing I can think of is Myspace, because, yeah, my parents let him have a fucking myspace. Which I deleted, by the way.
*fumes*
Not. Cool. |
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| should i stay or should i go? |
[Jan. 13th, 2007|05:25 pm] |
Work was funny today. The moment I walked in (fucking three minutes till six. How come I can never come where I have enough time to *remember* my tie?!), I heard Donna woop, "ALL RIGHT, LARISSA!!!!" I duck my head, muttering, shut up! Everyone asked if I was dying the next day. Nope, I said. They were all jealous. Cesy said she was dying. I laughed. Even Carla asked if I felt shitty the next day! I was like, CARLA!
Rosanna and Ariana came in today to get snacks. Rosanna exchanged phone numbers with Crystal. I went up to Crystal and asked what's up and she said that she wanted my number too because she had fun. Even though she was sick. David was retarded today. Ariana said that he was the worst conversationalist ever, and I was like, see? See, I told you.
When I woke up this morning, I remembered that Joel had taken off my glasses and said, "I hate your glasses. You should get contacts." I told Karina this, and she asked, "Did you smooch him?" I rolled my eyes and wrote this down during my first break:
Karina said something.
.gnihtemos dias
said something...
"Why don't you pretty up?"
"You're not ugly. Get contacts."
I love my glasses.
(look over them at you, thinking, You're dumb. Push them up my nose, hiding my face.)
"Did you smooch him?"
"No, but I fell asleep on him."
Joel, the small, happy eyed kid. The drunk was attracted, and the sober isn't sure.
"You know, I make it a point to say hi to you every time I see you...?"
I had to stop because Johnathan was hovering, rapping about...who knows what! |
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| of chisme and crushes. |
[Jan. 7th, 2007|09:13 pm] |
( Most awkward lunch hour ever )
My birthday is next Wednesday. 21! woo. Justin invited me to his Friday the 13th party. Don't wanna go. He likes me. I'm gonna get drunk. I know it.
That's dumb. Go away, Larissa.
( Gabe )
OH! Drake and Josh movie? SOOOOO GAY. |
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[Jan. 6th, 2007|04:56 pm] |
I don't understand that after two years...has it been two years?...that there is STILL no Maroon 5 slash?!!!!
Astounds me. |
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[Jan. 4th, 2007|09:33 am] |
| [ | music |
| | the strokes--juicebox | ] |
Yesterday was a lot of mixed feelings. I went to work, which is always fun. (/sarcastic) I like working 10-4. For some reason, it just seems to move along quite fast. I kinda missed Michael yesterday. I haven't seen him since...um...last Friday. I have no one to make fun of or whatever. Joel proves to be a good substitute.
Joel is kinda quiet. He keeps to himself. I mean, I know he talks. I've seen him do it. haha. For some reason, I made it a point to say hi to him when I see him which resulted into some friendly jesting yesterday. I was cleaning up this big mess that this pallet was covering in the liquor department. He kept telling me to hurry up. I told him I was going to stick the broom up his ass if he didn't shut up. He laughed, then said something about becoming angry and me not liking it.
"Who are you, the Hulk?"
"You don't want to see me when I'm angry."
"Joel? I don't want to see you, period."
"Shut up, you're lucky you get to work with me."
Later, he was moving the pallet, and he pointed to the floor, saying that the water was his doing.
"I should make you clean it up. Get on your knees and lick it off."
"I would, but you know..."
"Anything to get on your knees, eh?"
"Oh! Ha. You wish, Larissa!"
"Ha!"
"Only in your dreams."
It doesn't feel stilted when we joke. Like, I have to think about what I'm gonna say. It just comes out. I know this could constitute as flirting, but the thing is? As much as Joel is attractive, I'm not attracted. Not that much, anyway. So, maybe that's why it's easier?
Came home. Mom had a breakdown at work. Not good. There's just a lot uncertainty going on, and she's frustrated and nervous and cried at work. She called my dad and he didn't know what to do, so he bought her a lottery ticket. I love my dad. I feel a bit guilty. I mean, I'm not at school, learning a skill. Maybe I should move out? It would be easier on them. One less to worry about. *sighs* Or I should stop talking about and do something, motherfucker.
I hate myself. I should die.
Went out with Ana after that. Much fun to be had. Especially when Wentz is involved. Which is always. Panic! At the Disco is awesome.
oh yeah, and it's rosanna's birthday. |
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[Jan. 3rd, 2007|05:37 pm] |
I was watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?, but I got pissed off because the lady thought Camelot was a sword.
She should die. |
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