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Main Entry: delirious
Part of Speech: adjective 2
Definition: excited
Synonyms: beside oneself, carried away, corybantic, crazy, delighted, drunk, ecstatic, enthused, frantic, frenetic, frenzied, furious, happy, hysterical, intoxicated, mad, overexcited, overwrought, rabid, rapturous, thrilled, transported, wild
Main Entry: exultant
Part of Speech: adjective
Definition: very happy
Synonyms: blown away, delighted, ecstatic, elated, exulting, flipping, flushed, flying, gleeful, high, hopped up, joyful, joyous, jubilant, overjoyed, rejoicing, revelling, transported, triumphant, turned on, wowed
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[08 Feb 2006|04:32pm] |
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I'm exhausted.
I have to go to work now. I think I'm in trouble because we got secret shopped and supposedly I was the one who was there at the time, and supposedly I was too interested in my friends, except for that it was at the Garden of the Gods store and my friends dont EVER come visit me there except Alex and he most certainly was not there on Saturday. So I'm upset. Because now I'm going to get in trouble for doing nothing. I need some tea.
Also, I just found out that the arcade has a little quarter slave in their basement instead of a money rolling machine. He lives in a cage. HA.
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[24 Dec 2005|11:31am] |
i just spent like 2 and half hours trying to find out what the song on this one commercial is, and i know i'm going to forget it, and i can't find a pen, so i'm putting here so i dont forget. holy shit.
step into the sun by solid state revival
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| i should tell you i should tell you too should tell you baggage wine and beer! |
[10 Dec 2005|03:09pm] |
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Lindau is back, thank GOD.
I felt so bad for her while she was on leave, first because she was so bored and sad and second because she didn't EVEN deserve that. All I can say is that I fully stand by her when she says that karma will run its course, and that awful woman and her awful daughter will meet it full force. Jesus Christo.
Speaking of her, I don't know where I'm going to go to college. Like really. I REALLY don't know where I'm going to college. I wish I lived somewhere cooler. It would make this choice a lot lot lot easier, because probably I would just go to CC. I wish I could go to CC.
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I've seen that twice already.
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| sh00t u a emizzle |
[13 Nov 2005|09:25pm] |
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I'm so much avoiding my homework. It was all I could do to get myself downstairs after I got home from work and to the computer. Fucking sickness.
BeepBeep is so freaking wierd. Yeah! Fucking police!
Jeff. GODDAMNITJEFF.
I was listening to the Hold Steady in my car, and when I got out of the car and into my house, my mom was listening to the Hold Steady in the house. It was funny. Then I made a quesadilla. Then she emailed mr kern. ew.
OHEMGEE LATE NIGHTS TOMORROW I MIGHT HAVE TO TAKE PETER TO THEM EW.
I'm going to go write about math.
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| buy me a soda? |
[08 Nov 2005|08:12pm] |
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I got a broken face, I feel like I was accosted by sandpaper and dipped in candlewax and ice water, theres stabbing pains in my side and I just ate some chocolate laffy taffy.
Life is grand.
I'm listening to Harry Belafonte. YES!
Mike Thieme smokes koala bears.
Mr Porter told me today that he's into the bedhead look. Yet another piece of information about Andrew Francene that I did not need.
Linda came to TOK today. I drew a picture of a sorrowful woman whose son was being hurled off a cliff in crayons.
Reed, Adam, Whitney, Audrey and I all went to Safeway during school today to take pictures of Reed and I fighting over turkeys for the Lever.
And I need to call Bodhi because I think I might be a horrible person.
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| sidewalks? |
[31 Oct 2005|01:20am] |
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Lets discuss the few significant events of my recent life:
~Halloween party and Fathers-Friend-Dennis's house in Pueblo West, which is officially the most obnoxiously dismal place ON EARTH. Except for the tiny oasis of WAY over-the-top but equally fabulous Halloween decorations. Plus I made a pretty sweet witch. And this 5-year old girl kept trying to kiss Peter and it was freaking him out miserably.
~Homecoming. Actually cool? I mean, actually I'm glad I went. BeeTeeDub Reed TOTALLY has a gf, and they TOTALLY had the "you my boyfriend? yep. you my girlfriend? yep" conversation after making out on his porch. I feel its ok to display all of this all over the internet considering any notion of privacy he ever had was violated when a shrine to him was erected in the girls bathroom. Theres a picture of him glued to a stall door with huge letters declaring "I HEART REED UNDERWOOD" and we still dont know who did it.
~LOS DECEMBERISTOS MIS AMORES!!! The Colin wore a blazer that was pretty equally fabulous to the one he wore in Texas, as well as a matching tie with a pirate ship on it that MUST have been custom made. The banner behind the stage was a huge picture of a lot of birds, and a lot of little fake birds were attached to the mic stands. They threw the birds out to the crowd at the end, which was fabulous, and when he must have slipped between his teeth, Colin Meloy actually stepped through the teeth of the jaws of the whale. And rather than screaming out requests, one of the audience members (of the cleanest most polite audience EVER) gave Colin a handwritten note on stationary with a list of songs that he would love to hear. Colin "gave it to the drummer for consideration." It was later "filed". Then they deviated from the set list, which flustered Petra a lot and caused her to run crying off the stage, at which point the whole audience went "awwwwww" and Colin did a song by himself. Afterwards Jeff and I concocted a plan to propose with a diamond ring carved into the shape of a whale. Meanwhile I bought a FABULOUS sneeth at the Walgreens on the 16 street mall while we were waiting for the lightrail. On the lightrail, Reed and wierdfriendRyan had a Strange Noise Contest which, gasp, Ryan won. Then my car broke down and we waiting in Jeff's cold living room for my mother. But it was all worth it. Long story short, best night ever.
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| thats the girl that he takes around town |
[23 Oct 2005|03:00pm] |
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so I just saw an entry that Seth wrote a really long while ago (I also saw one that Jesse wrote, and would like to extend my awe at taped-spectables-boy and my sincere wish that you find him and someone catches it on film and someone nearby happens to be playing cute cheery accordion music at the same time) and I typed Hannah needs into google and here it is:
Hannah needs a job
Hannah needs your support
Hannah needs your help
Hannah needs a hug
Hannah needs to apply lots of makeup
Hannah needs a home and a good daily walk
Hannah needs specially adapted boots
Hannah needs a little sister from China
Hannah needs to go into the tunnel and face the prisoner
That was probably the most fulfilling activity of my recent past. Besides throwing a pillow at Reed in excitement that Adrianna totally kissed him in her hot dress.
Speaking of fulfilling activites, I'm kind of glad I went to homecoming, though the most romantic thing that was said to me was "Hannah, yours is the only face I licked tonight", which is what Jeremy said to me after licking my face. Gross.
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| scary stories |
[09 Oct 2005|07:32pm] |
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I have four chapters of history to note-take upon tonight. And a commentary to write. And I left my lab book at school. I'm the worst student on the history of earth. I'm SO not going to TOK tomorrow. I'm pretty sure we covered the entire Theory of Knowledge in the first two weeks, and now its just a lot of effeminate lecturing and capricious arguing. And everyday I leave that class and come to history to make fun of Mr Kern with Mrs Lindau.
I'm listening to this mix Bodhi made me in the summer, and realized how much I like this song by Damone. I know how she feels. Sometimes I wonder if I'm just irritating.
Last night, we went to Montague's and EVERYONE in the world was there. I seriously ran into everyone I know, plus Reed's 5th grade teacher and JESSICA! who we had no idea was in town. And then Alex came so we went and played Extreme Night Frisbee with about 47.9 people and Alex and I tied our sweaters together to be siamese frisbee twins, and Drew was the Frisbee Go-Getter after he named our team the Puberty Go-Getters and proceeded to run around the field with no shirt on even thought it was FREEZING. Drew is fascinating. OH no...
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( CAITLIN! )
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| its gonna pop! |
[02 Oct 2005|04:35pm] |
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WHOA
Corpse Bride- A+
Waking up at 2 to go to the airport- D-
Airplanes- C
AUSTIN:
-the city- A++
-the heat- F
-Fiery Furnaces- A; i'll probably be that girl when i grow up
-Bloc Party- A+; i was part of the biggest crowd they've ever played to all in one go. they're so british.
-Arcade Fire- A; hot. literally. they were wearing sweaters and suits.
-Decemberists- A++++; I...don't even know what to say. Delicioso.
almost missing your flight- F----
running through the salt lake city airport like in a movie- almost satisfying
school-i wouldn't know because i only attended 10 out of 35 classes last week
homework- long
WEEZER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A withamillionplussesohemgeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh
i can die happy. first though, i think i might like some lemonade, or perhaps a root beer float. mmm.
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I think something about my recent realization that there IS no next year and high school is in fact going to be over (ew sentimental, stop reading now if you hate livejournal i.e. if you're me...but less addicted. god I suck...) but I've been thinking a lot about the beginnings of relationships with people.
for instance:
The first time I ever talked to Robert, I had already danced with him in gym class. But I felt the need to mock him for being dumped by two girls in one day, and the first words he legitimately spoke to me were "shut up, Hannah."
The first time I ever met Bodhi, he told me I was wearing thongs. I was totally amazed by this kid, but quickly realized that I certainly wasn't the only one, and hated him for a while. What the hell. Little did I know that there is probably no person more like me in the history of the universe. Funny story though, while this was the first thing he spoke specifically to me, the first conversation that both he and I ever participated in was a grand show-off battle between me, him and Robert on our separate knowledge about music as we debated the possibility of Courtney Love murdering Kurt Cobain.
The first time I ever met Janice, I had no friends because I had cut off communication with my only friend (Maggie Broughton) because she made some 4th grade dirty joke and it made me uncomfortable. The first time I ever invited her to my house, her mom said no and we both cried for about 30 minutes. Mr Kim (I think, the guy from creative play) gave her a Kleenex and told her to wash her hands.
The first time I ever met Caitlin was in 5th grade when I shadowed at "North". She was the only one who wanted to be the wicked witch in the play so she automatically got the part. It was impressive.
The first time I ever met Glen was when he was watching me write something in theatre, and took issue with the fact that girl's handwriting is pretty and guy's handwriting is "like knives". I offered him half an apple as consolation.
The first time I ever met Rick, I told him that he was my best friend. We had previously been involved in a gigantic friendship polygon which somehow involved me stealing Rick from Glen and usurping the role of best friend, but I had never met Rick before. I saw him in gym class, told him we were best friends, and he wrote "bonka chonk bonka chonk" on my shoe. Its still there.
The first time I ever met Whitney, she covered my math book.
The first time I ever met Audrey, it was because she was bored in study hall and asked me if she could draw a flower on my hand. She was kind of my artistic nemesis in 6th grade till I realized that there was no fair competition and I was a miserable failure who couldn't draw a perfect circle without a compass.
The first time I ever saw Reed, he looked like a Beatle and a mouse. I had no idea who he was at all. It was basically awesome.
The first time I met Jeff, I thought pretty much the exact same things as I thought about Reed, except I had prior knowledge about him considering he was Reed's cousin, and I met him at a Decemberists concert while he was wearing a Bob Dylan shirt.
The first time I ever met Andrew, he liked Sunny Day Real Estate and I pretended like I knew what I was talking about. This actually may have been after I made him a kickass invitation to Olivia's birthday party.
The first time I had a friend, her little sister threw a pair of scissors at the back of my head, and we later got into a fight about whether or not we were both allowed to have pink as a favorite color.
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[13 Sep 2005|08:39pm] |
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Its wierd how things finally calm down when you think you're happy, and then once you realize you're not, you get completely surrounded by things that remind you.
Its wierd how two people can be so similar, and how that makes everything in your whole life think about it.
I'm afraid of waiting. I'm afraid of waiting because that always constitutes a certain bout of laziness on my part, since by waiting I mean just that. I have such intense anticipation for so many things right now that I won't be able to get anything done. I haven't done anything to help myself get into college. I'm too panicky to finish things between now and then.
And then there's the added bonus of waiting for this strangely paradoxical and hypothetical figure in my life to stop making things difficult. This is six degrees of separation at its very worst, because its one degree and its one HUGE intrusive obstacle of a degree.
But I can't help but wonder how long this is going to take if its really everything he says it is. He said so many things exactly right and that make so much sense in my head, and I told him everything, EVERYTHING, and in a mix of two languages (three if you count made up jeff words), and yet I have nothing right now. And I wonder why that doesn't bother me as much as it seems it should. Theres this intense dichotomy of feelings in my brain right now, where I feel totally profoundly rejected, but so flattered and hopeful.
But I still lose control over myself when things remind me of him. Which unfortunately is everything, since he's like, my same personality.
BUT WHAT I HATE MORE THAN ANYTHING is that I just wrote a whole vague livejoural entry about a guy. I can't stand that, this is never what I wanted to use this for. So, all vagueness aside, awkward cousin Jeff and I are at an elipses because he's not over his ex-girlfriend and he's the most amazing person I've ever met and we're both intensely happy when we're with each other but I don't really like talking about it like this because then I feel sappy and annoying. I would rather tell funny stories.
When Mrs Lindau was subbing at night school, she turned around one day and noticed that the fishtank was empty, so she inquired, "What happened to my damn fish?" at which no one responded, but she secretly knew that the wierd kid in the back row had eaten them. When the mother of wierdkid confronted her about the incident, it was merely to express her outrage that Mrs Lindau would use the word "damn" in class. Mrs Lindau couldn't help but express her own outrage that a woman whose son eats live fish out of a classroom fishtank thinks a mild cuss word is a problem.
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[05 Sep 2005|11:50pm] |
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HOLY EFF.
I love everything. I wish Bodhi would call me back someday...
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[29 Aug 2005|03:54pm] |
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DAMN STRAIGHT I'M FLUSTERED
In short, Reed and I are such good friends, Carol has a big mouth but I love her, and Awkward Cousin Jeff is quite possibly the most amazing thing that's ever happened ever. Goddamnit I'm such a girl. SIGHSIGHSIGHSIGHSIGH.
Also I had a really nice talk with Livi and Mrs Lindau about sex today.
ALSO I found out that saturday tickets are definitely sold out, so as of now Jeff has but a Sunday pass. TRISTE.
But...I'm really happy. A lot.
Also, am I the only one who totally loves that Crazy In Love song by Beyonce and Jay Z?
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| get your own half |
[18 Aug 2005|10:12pm] |
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.SIGH.SIGH.SIGH.SIGH.SIGH.SIGH.SIGH.
That was my first day of school.
+Lindau
+Porter's pregnant
+Rewey's pregnant
+treis clases con carol
+new Lever lady doesnt suck that bad
-locker is shitty
-lunch is shitty and short
-math is terrifying
-mrs alvarez already hates me again
-Krishn and Rita are like so totally dating
So I guess it equals out. Also I totally forgot how much I missed Lindau. She's actually just awesome.
ALSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ACL is going to be basically amazing this year.
I think Reed and Awkward Cousin Jeff and Jesse are all going to be best friends in Austin for 3 days. Either that or they're all going to get in a catfight over Colin Meloy...but personally I think Jesse should win. Simply because Jesse Meloy has such a better ring than ACJ Meloy or REEEEEEEEEED Meloy. I just hope the wedding is pirate ship themed.
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| top five songs on repeat |
[04 Aug 2005|10:45am] |
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Hey.
To Matt Jancovski
You made this world beautiful. We'll all miss you more than a fucking online journal could ever convey. So here's to everything wonderful you did, and here's to your own special spot on the rocks where you can chill with your dragon, and here's to living it up in paradise.
Everybody wear helmets.
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| the perfume that the air would bring |
[08 Jul 2005|01:58pm] |
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I DONT KNOW HOW TO PAINT
In other news, Sean's pretty much my favorite. I can't wait for him to grow a mountain man beard.
I made my little brother and Sam watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail last night because they'd never seen it. Then I watched Stealing Harvard, and turns out that movie totally rulez.
Perhaps I'll make Reedster hang out conmigo y Sean esta noche. Despues de trabajo y despues de Sean regresara de Denver. Estoy triste porque no puede asistir el concerto de Los Tanners para Sean. Estara muy extrano cuando no tengo que asistir clase de espanol. Estoy triste de este tambien. Yo quiero eschuchar a musica diferente porque estoy escuchiando a Los Decemberists y quiero una banda mas alegre porque esta lluviendo y no quiero escuchar a musica triste ahora. Un momento...
Necesito hacer un CD para Crystal. No esta completa. No se como hablar espanol. Estoy inventando palabras.
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This is probably my son Bodhi, and he's 18
Here's to your mom having a bun in the oven 18 years ago. I hope she didn't think it was cool to hit the sauce.
Happy Birthday Bodhi
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[23 Jun 2005|12:44am] |
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AND I'm going to kill Drew and Ellen.
Can someone please look up a word in the dictionary that means "completely amazing and ineffably wonderful" to describe Cortneywhosavedmylifeinazoouniformtoday. Gee Thanks.
AND camping tomorrow.........................................
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