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01:05 am
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My Night.
Ok. So i went to the postivlle homecoming game with Nikki, John, and a bunch of other D-Town kids. we had SO much fun. we walked through the grave yard and stood on grave stones. we were swinging on the swings and "playing" in the tunnel. we sat around and talked about everything. it was so much fun.
Time. Of. My. Life.
Then.
The dance.
Started out good. we played around and made John rise from the floor like Jack Skellington out of the coffin. sweet.. then i watched pretty girls dance and such.. then.. we danced.. dirty.. ish.. not TO bad. i had a good time with my "date" Johnny.. we walked around with arms linked all night.. it was great. i love that boy with all my heart. i owe him so much. so, obviously when some Jock *expletive* Fake *expletive* walked up to John and picked a fight, i stood behind him 100%. they had been following us around and attempting to *expletive* us off and such. so finally we told them to go away and they picked a fight with John. They told John they wanted to kick his *expletive * and he stood there and said "Fine."
so what did they do?
Walk over to the teachers and say "that kid shoved us and is picking a fight."
Needless to say, John got kicked out.
Also needless to say, we left with him.
now. before we left, the teachers told me that EVERYONE involved was getting kicked out. they wanted us to leave in "groups" so as not to cause a conflict. now. all my friends left except for Megan who's house i'm at now and am spending the night. she was having fun and none of us wanted to end it. so i had to stay and wait for her outside.
Guess who never got kicked out..
you guessed it.
the Jock *expletive*s.
so..
i'm going to write an angry letter to the Postville School and say that I and my friends want something done to these kids and if nothing is done, we have every right to involve the athorities... and i sure as heck will.
They harassed us.
They threatened us.
They got us kicked out on false claims of violence.
and then
in the parking lot
after everything was done
one of the boys walked up to me and said
"Where's your friend? what's his name? where did he go?"
i walked on past.
now.. this was after we had asked them to drop it. it was over. drop it.
but no..
they didn't
and that gives me even MORE right to involve the legal system.
and you ALL know i will if nothing is done to these boys. i have their names, the date of the events and many witnesses...
Postville School System WILL be hearing from me...
now.. it's 1:18 AM on Saturday, September 29th.
and i'm not going to sleep.
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07:08 pm
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Pretty Boys, Beautiful Girls. Dragons. and Best friends.
That's been my weekend.
Friday- I was rescued from school an hour and a half early so i could sit in a car for 4 hours, only to show up at the end of Christopher's reading. He felt bad for us driving 4 hours and missing everything so he told us a story he promised he would never tell to anyone. i have been sworn to secrecy over the content of said story. it's so secret, he wouldn't let me tape it for my friends who didn't get to go see him... after which we asked some random questions and had a few laughs. (If Chris could be any veggie, he would be a carrot. If he could be any fruit he would be a banana.) then came my favorite part, Hugs. this boy smells SO good. like, you don't even know. he's warm, soft, and smells amazing.. best. hugs. ever. gotta tell ya.. i hug LOTS of kids, and this boy.. he's one of the best. and then there is the fact that he's dating the prettiest girl in the world. i walked in the room and nearly had a heart attack from all the beautiful coming from the two of them. just before we left we went over and talked to her and she's amazing. it's so funny to hear her talk about Chris... i love it. she's the sorta girl you wanna hang around all day every day...
i arrived at my aunt and uncle's house to a rather large pot of homemade mac 'n' cheese.. and i was very thankful.
Saturday- 7 hours of walking around the Renascence (spelling?) Festival with my BFF Nikki... amazing time.. expensive but fun. lots and lots and lots of pretty boys and girls... like.. oh. my. god. Pretty boys in pirate costumes is a GREAT thing.. gotta tell you.. and belly dancers are amazing...Hot girls in showy, not slutty clothes, playing with fire... best. show.ever. i came home and got Chinese food..
Today- Woke up. Played video games. drove home. took a shower. got online to tell you about it..
Current Music: Reflecting God by Manson
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08:38 pm
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out of 17 MSN contacts only 1 is on...
this is the story of my life. no one likes to talk to me. *sighs*
i'm all alone and missing him terribly.. though i still don't know why. i don't understand. it was only a minor crush on him.. he was really just there and had a cute smile and pretty eyes. some days he talked to me, most days i was invisable. and now he's dead. i don't understand this.
it happens in all the movies. some one has feelings for someone else and they never get to tell the person how they feel because they die...
my life feels like it's being read from a bad Chick Flick movie script right now...
that makes me smile..i don't know why..
i find myself going into my files and looking for happy pictures now.. i guess that it makes me feel better..
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02:07 pm
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My Week has been a I-Think-I'm-Going-To-Throw-Up fest
Wednesday (yes this is when my week got interesting) - I woke up at 7 30 AM and got ready to go to a water park with 3 of my best friends, my sister and her friend, my friend Hope's cute little brother Yoda (Dakota but I call him Yoda) and Megan's little brother, and my friend Megan's awesome mom. They came to pick me up at a little after 8 and we drove to the water park. We got there at 10 and had to wait till 10 30. We stood around and talked and picked on Yoda playfully 'cause he's just so darn cute and such till 10 30 when we went up and got tickets. We stayed at that water park for 7 hours and got so sunburned, but we had a blast doing it. Thursday- Woke up around noon, rolled out of bed, stood up and felt a sharp pain in my shoulders. It was my skin's way of telling me that I had WAY too much fun and now I had to suffer. I still had not showered since yesterday before we left for the water park, so I smelled of pool water and salad dressing. I walked down stairs and decided to take a shower. I almost cried taking my t-shirt off, almost cried again when I had to put it back on, and DID cry when I broke down and put a bra on. Then, sitting at my computer, talking to my friend Saint John Ant Killer Blood Juicy Blood Is My Favorite Kill Kill Kill, I remembered that I had a Canoe Trip to take the next day. That was a sunburn waiting to happen. But I decided that if there was going to be Dew there, that’s where I wanted to be. So I told my mom I was still going. Friday- Canoe Trip. I woke up about 10 min before we had to leave, as usual, and got ready. We showed up at the starting point and waited for everyone to show up. When 16 people where there, we left. We all got in the canoes and got on the river. It was a fun trip. We got flipped 3 times by random kids who thought it was funny to have 3 girls have to un-sink a canoe. Then we had stopped to go swimming in a deep spot with some big cement pieces to jump off. My friend and classmate, Collin, went in and got sucked under one of the rocks by a whirlpool that no one knew about. He died. I have to be at my school in an hour and a half to go to his wake and tomorrow I've got to wake up 10 min before I have to be at the funeral home for his funeral. When I refused to go to talk to some concelers at my school that same day for the kids who where on the trip, my mom set it up so I could spend the night with 2 of my best friends. So I did. Saturday- I ended up going to "group therapy" with my whole class that day, only because I spent the night at my friend’s house. Then when I got home, I found out my mom was going to have all my friends come over and hang out. I was so happy. There where kids I don't get to hang out with much (such as my friend Saint John Ant Killer Blood Juicy Blood Is My Favorite Kill Kill Kill and my friend Nikki G ) and then a close friend Megan and some other kids where supposed to show, but couldn't. I got to hang out with them for a while and that made me feel much much much better. Sunday- I went back out on the water with my friend Nikki G. Then she spent the night with me at my house. Monday- We woke up and got on the road to go drive 4 hours to see HeyChris speak. We got in the car with 6 CDs, lots of time and even more food. When we FINNALY got to the city, we where a half hour early so we went and played at a local park (pictures will be posted when they get developed). Then we went and saw Chris speak. I am at a loss of words on describing it... it was like look God in the face as he asked my mother where we where from and if we had ever been to see him "run his mouth" before. He looked at me when I asked if he remembers a LJ comment I had made, which he did, and it was as if God looked at me and told me he remembered me. It was like talking to God, with a sweet smile and captivating eyes. If his eyes had not been so beautiful, I could have never looked him in the face. And once I did, I turned bright red with embarrassment.
Durring the speaking he decided not to read out of the book for the first time ever and he just winged it.. it was cool. he was amamzing. he forgot to order his coffee Decaff. so he was a bit bouncy but not to bad.. he also kept on chewing on the mic. and made funny comments about a baby in the crowd... My friend Nikki asked about Gerard and he made some funny jokes and said he's seen Gee's pee pee.
After the speaking I went up and bought both books and he signed them both. When he asked my name and I spelled it for him, he looked up and asked my LJ name. "Thora009" I said. "I know EXACTLY who you are!" He said with a smile and then went on about how it's cool to see kids you know from LJ in real life. Then we took pictures. First me and him. He wrapped both arms around me and made a funny face as my mom took the picture. Then I called him short because he stands a good 3 in. shorter then me. Then Nikki got up there and bought one book and took a picture. He commented on the fact that they both were not wearing sleeves and made a cute face for my mom to take the picture. Then my mom took a picture with him, hugged him and told him, "This has been an awesome end to a crappy weekend. Thora saw a classmate die on Friday..." Chris looked at me and told me that to keep my chin up and that it will get better. Then we had to leave and I was shaking and I couldn't walk straight and I almost fell over in the parking lot. Then we got in the car and drove home. . Today- We got home at 1 15 AM sharp. Nikki and I went upstairs and read a few stories from the books and listened to the CD that came with the book. We fell asleep at about 2 45. Woke up at 10 and got ready for a wake that we thought started at 11. Well... it doesn't start till 4. So we cleaned up and took Nikki home. I came home, got on the internet and started this entry...
Current Music: Adam's Song--Blink 182
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05:29 pm
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oh. my. god.
ok, we where taking a canoe trip for FFA which i am joining this next year. the trip happens every year to say goodbye to the seniors and hello to the newbies.
so we where going down the river and stopped to swim by a rock. Collin got sucked under the rock and drownd. he's dead. i got the call like.. 10 min ago saying he was DOA at the hospital.
he was under the water for a good 5 min and it took 20 min for the resuce people to get there. like..
but i was sent to go get help with the FFA leader and she sent me back to see if he had been found and as i walked back, they pulled him out of the water.
i saw his face. it was so blue and sick looking. i new he was dead. just.. the blue and like... i knew it
they did CPR and they pushed some of the water and vomit out of him, but he had been underwater to long.. he was dead.
i watched him die...
now my mom is mad at me because i refuse to go talk to the counclers at my school and she's talking about getting me a personal councler and shit. i don't want to talk to those people. but she's mad that i won't go. i told her i just wanna stay home and talk to my friends on the internet.
so she's pissed at me..
and my dad had no idea what was going on, he was asleep when we tried to call and tell him that i wasn't dead. when we got home, mom told him and he went back to sleep. my mom's mad at him to.
i fucking watched that kid die.
and some kid on FOBR where i posted this, just to get it off my chest, doesn't believe me.. that kid called me a liar. i watched that kid die.there where 14 other people there, including his dad and best friend..
there where 14 others there including Collin's dad..and a girl who hasn't said a word since. who knows if she'll talk again.. she helped pull him out of the water with his dad and another girl who threw up after the water and vomit from the DEAD BODY got in her mouth while she was trying to do CPR and Rescue Breathing on him.
and then there in Mrs. Enyart, the FFA leader. this is her first year at my school doing FFA.. her first canoe trip. and a kid died. she's freaked out and might quit her job..
not to mention Collin's dad, who can't swim but pulled him dead son out of the current and helped with CPR and was in the ambulance when they pronounced him DOA.
and his mom who had no idea till someone called her and told her "Collin's not ok. Call your husband."
or Collin's baby sister..
or all his friends..
or Mrs. Enyart
or Lexi, who might not talk again..
or anyone
yeah
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07:23 pm
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GUESS WHO GETS TO GO SEE HEYCHRIS SPEAK!!!!!
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*looks up at the "me"s * can you tell i'm happy? i am going up to Minneapolis to see Chris speak on june 18th..
Current Music: Adam's Song--Blink 182
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08:01 pm
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My mother is ALWAYS right..
my mom, when describing my choice in friends said "You attract those who are broken, those who are alone and those who need someone to lean on, and you try your best to be everything they need."
all my friends have "problems"
they all don't fit in, or have "disorders" or something..
i hang with the pot heads, the kids with behavior issues, the broken kids, the kids no one else likes, those who need someone to lean on, those who need someone to talk to, those who need someone to beat on, and those who don't fit with anyone else..
eventually they will see that they don't need me anymore and will leave me.. and then I'll be alone and just die.. my life will have served it's meaning and there will be no point in me showing up anymore and I'll die.
that's how i see it.. i was put here for THEM... to help THEM.. i have nothing else to live for but THEM.. I'll never marry, never be truly in love, never have kids, never make a life for myself, or anything like that.. so i am here to help THEM and that is all.. after i help them i need not show up anymore..
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07:20 pm
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.... *swoon*
isn't it pretty? i'm going to work 2 jobs all summer long to get it.. i think i might start posting in this thing more often.. no one reads it, but i still sorta like it.. it's my spot to vent and i can stop talking about killing people and Charles Manson on Falloutboyrock.com..
they might like that.. haha..
Current Music: Death of a Martian--RHCP
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05:51 pm
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Oh No
So I whored out my journal to all the FOBR Kids.. lets see just how many ACTUALLY read/comment on my bad spelling...
"Oh, such grace, oh, such beauty. Oh, Darling,You're a million ways to be cruel."
OK Go is awesome..
awesome
awesome
awesome
love 'em...
if you don't have the CD, go get it now.. like.. now...
Oh, sweet! Saint John, aka Sir Sex, John Saint of Nightmares just signed in.. now he must go eat food and be all... living and shit like that.. but whateves, he's coming back.. and now Andrea is leaving, but she too, will be back..
and now i am narrating my life for you all.. this is depressing.. no one cares what i have to say, but in true LJ Fashion, i'm going to keep talking.. so enjoy...
look for me on VampireFreaks.com as XxTnTxX
i just joined last night on the recommendation of one Sir Sex, so i'm a noob *smiles*
Current Music: House Of Wolves--My Chemical Romance
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07:24 pm
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My Friends are Nuts..
so i just found out that at a track meet at MY school, MY friends from another school had to have the cops called...
yeah..
so the story goes as fallows...
my friend/the girl i have a crush on got board and took out a pocket knife and poked my other friend, Nicole G...
when Nikki G didn't even realize she was bleeding, Nikki R did it again, harder.. and a lot more apparently.. then she goes and does it to Amiee, my other friend..
now keep in mind.. this is all going down at MY school.. mine.. the one i go to every weekday from 8:25 till 3:25..
my school..
mine..
so then apparently some teacher (don't know from which school [the Nikkis and Amiee go to a different school then me]) walks over and sees the girls bleeding.. yeah.. they connect the dots to the pocket knife in Nikki R's hand to the blood on the arms of Nikki G and Amiee..
teachers are smart like that..
so then someone called the cops and all three are in counseling..
now.. this is a big deal for obvious reasons.. but its a BIGGER deal because Nikki R is moving soon.. at the end of the year.. she could be moving from Iowa, where we live, to Wisconsin (not to big of a deal.. three hour drive)
OR
she could be moving to live with her dad in TEXAS.. that is a three hour PLANE RIDE...
and her mom is not taking this lightly.. so she just set her ass on a fast track, one way ticket to the lone star state...
this is bad..
she doesn't want to move that far..
i don't want her to move that far..
but she's most likely going to move that far...
her mom flipped..
also, she has been suspended from school for 2 days...
this is nuts.. nuts, i say, nuts...
Current Music: Give Me Novacaine -Greenday
Tags: no.. no naked people, thats crazy!, thora's friends are nuts!, was anyone naked?
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08:53 pm
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ok.. my friends and i have been sitting around going "what ARE they talking about?"
yeah.. about 4 different 3 1/2 hour phone calls to my friend Natalie going," what the fuck do they mean by FTW?".. so now i shalt get answers at the risk of being hated by FOBR boardies (Yeah thats right..)..
i will tell when i find out..
T(m)NT
EDIT:// i found out..
For
The
Win?
now.. what that means.. i don't know..
Current Music: Listening-- The Used
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08:19 pm
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So the band broke up...
the band i have been with for a little over a year now, broke up.. i quit the band because no one would even give my idea a chance.. i named a song the i'd like to cover, i said the title and then the artist, and our drummer said if we did it, she'd quit.. so i quit.. Take It Away by The Used was the song.. but anyway.. i quit for literally an hour or so.. then i forgave them and they promised to listen to the song.. they did, and our singer doesn't like it.. so its out.. but i am ok with that...so we are back together.. yeah.. i seriously can't live with out reading about Chris and missE and Meghan and J Star and strippers and small people and infect crab-eyes and LA and such.. go.. be happy..
Current Music: Hard To Say ~ The Used
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08:20 pm
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Somewhere in the Midwest
Around 9:30 at night
Part one is to admit I have a problem… well... I have a problem... I am an addict, and my meth is not meth, but Role Play Games... I love them!
Does it make me a nerd? Yeah, maybe...
Do I give? No.
Now, you are all asking "why are you telling this to us Thora? Why are you here, telling us that you have a problem?"
The answer, my friends, is that we only realize we have an addiction to something, when we can't get a fix, and that is where I am at right now... I haven’t a site to instant rp in... I would normally do it on www.falloutboyrock.com 's message baords, but the site is down, so I am literally googleing sites to role play on..
I would kill to do a rpg about hanging out with a band I like, or going to a high school, or even a fantasy rpg, which shows I have a problem. I hate sci-fi rpgs... I hate them... but I am willing to do one, if it means I can role play...
I can't really tell what I like about them... maybe it's the thrill of "what’s going to happen next?" or the fact that I get to be whoever I want, when ever I want. The fact that I can make my role be the person I wish I was, or that I can make the role who I really am, forcing myself to think "what would I do in this situation?".
I can't explain anymore than that... I am an addict...
What is the definition of “addiction”? Someone tell me and they get a livejournal cookie…
Love,
Thora
i wrote that, and then i had to get off.. so i saved it and now i am sending it to you.. ha ha.. no one reads this thing anyway.. so it doesn't matter...
Current Location: home
Current Mood:  crappy
Current Music: Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today
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02:46 am
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yeah.. i am so not that cool..
hm.. MySpace? got one.. it was hacked
livejournal? had one before.. never used it..
this livejournal? i will probably never use it.. but hey..who cares.. you don't think i am cool enough for your time.. so i will use this as i used the other one.. to read other peoples journals..
just thought i'd let you know..
Current Music: Thnks fr th mmrs- fall out boy
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