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i have loved you long time (relocation)

Sat May 3, 2008, 11:25 AM
  • Mood: Eager
  • Listening to: tegan and sara
new camera, (nikon d40x)

new site.

im leaving dA.

im sorry im so disloyal.


flickr.com/in_jail

(GO!)

HEEEHEEE.

Fri Apr 25, 2008, 7:24 PM
  • Mood: Hopeless
  • Watching: will and grace
  • Drinking: flat coke
MY LIFEEEE is over.
i got caught for everything horrible.
the enddd.

oh, summer.

Thu Apr 10, 2008, 9:01 PM
  • Mood: Tired
  • Listening to: book of right on by joanna newsom
i cannot wait. i miss staying up terribly late all the time, and sleeping late all the time, and i want to be with you. i want a sub to dA again, too, i miss it.

i dont know when im getting my camera; sometime in the near future, and i really just want it to be here already. at least i know ill have it by the 5th of joo ly, but thats so long away.

school is full of people, and full of work and problems and things i do not want to deal with. i want to rewind to last august and start again.

8 0 0 0 y e a r s . . *

Sun Mar 23, 2008, 8:34 PM
  • Mood: Excited
  • Listening to: speak slow by tegan and sara
  • Eating: easter candy
i havent been on dA in FOREVER. im a loser, i know. its almost summer,

and im going to be sixteen in one week and two days. im also getting a

nikon d40x, so expect some more new stuff, if any of you are still interested.

-raine

p.s. im going to the lake for four days tomorrow with my best friends.

im so excited to get out of this place.

a w a k e ( ! )

Sun Oct 14, 2007, 4:44 PM
  • Mood: Tired
  • Listening to: edit - regina spektor
  • Reading: 1984
  • Eating: oreos

"We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us in our soundest sleep. I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man to elevate his life by a conscious endeavor. It is something to be able to paint a particular picture, or to carve a statue, and so to make a few objects beautiful; but it is far more glorious to carve and paint the very atmosphere and medium through which we look, which morally we can do. To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts. Every man is tasked to make his life, even in its details, worthy of the contemplation of his most elevated and critical hour. If we refused, or rather used up, such paltry information as we get, the oracles would distinctly inform us how this might be done." -Where I Lived, and What I Lived For, By H. Thoreau


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