| why hello there. |
[23 Mar 2009|02:26pm] |
hello my little chick peas.
im back.
slightly.
to honest i completely forgot about this blog.
which is a shame because looking back through
my posts, i enjoyed a good amount of them.
oh well.
i have a new... blogging devices??
myspace: myspace.com/28478299
twitter: twitter.com/kaitlinmonroe
flickr: flickr.com/photos/36507011@N03/
blogspot: sixtyciggs.blogspot.com
with changes comes more change.
ive grown up alot over the past year.
at least i hope i have.
au revoir.
p.s
should i change my profile photo?
lord knows i dont look that .. innocent [?]
anymore
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| busy getting busy |
[29 Mar 2008|06:01pm] |
spring break week your suppose to relax, i find this thought somewhat numbing.
easter was uneventful, i lost at the egg hunt.
sometimes i wish i was jewish, these christian holidays are a buzz kill.
friday went downtown to northeast portland and ate at besaws, i love that resturant.
the table next to us got chesse filled waffles with maple syrup. gag.
i got the crabcakes appitizer and lemonade.
we then went to this old building that used to be a brewery or something like that, but it was remodeled
into a theater & bar.
we went to the studio section in the basement.
the play was called a femine ending. it was good, witty. cussing and sex. awkward with my mother.
she enjoyed it to though. afterwards i walked downtown,
all through the night i was texting allie. fun girl.
monday i went over to anitas and chilled. we got bored and made 2 dozen vanilla cupcakes
with pink frosting. her mom bought pink cherry frosting that tasted like medicine, so we
made our own.
turned out mucho good.
stayed over for dinner, her family likes me. which is unusal kinda.
kat invited anita and me to go see these 5week old puppies. so adorable!
little emma will be mine.
spent the night at anitas kat was there too. we spent the rest of the night eating cupcakes and swooning over
jim as jude in across the universe.
passed out at 12:30
ate a fruity cereal. i didn't know which one to pick so i picked the one with the most color. typical.
tuesday picked up diane at 12 went to rachels
we were suppose to be making clothes for the fashion show next thursday.
ended up just eating jelly beans, surfing myspace and making lame music videos.
jeni came over with tony at like 4 with her mannequin and made us work. wahhh.
my iron patches werent working so we took a road trip to office depot with rachels
brother.
we had time to spare so they were playing games on the computres and i was fucking around
with a camera.
i guess i pulled something so an alarm went off. i was scared so i ran and hid behind one of
the desk displays. typical.
micheal finally showed up and took us home.
ordered pizza at 9 finally and were still eating jelly beans and watching videos on youtube.
tony took us home and i passed out on the couch watching south park reruns.
wed went to the beach.
we had every kind of storm on the way up.
a snow storm hail storm shit storm fuck storm rain storm and it was hella windy
checked into a hotel finally. i love that hotel they have cookies downstairs at 8
i had crabcakes for dinner again. predictable. mom had calamari, looked like chicken fingers.
got some green tea from the lobby and watched whose line is it anyway
next day went to this cool little pirate village and this purple building with antiques in it.
i bought an orignial beatles abbey road album for $10
i wanted all these other ones too.
the kinks, tons of beatles, ratt & a bunch of other ones.
thursday did nothing. i felt worthless.
friday i went to go see drilbit taylor. it was ok, wouldn't see it again.
there was a fat lady or man laughing her ass off behind us and choked on popcorn.
it was disturbing.
went to dinner at red lobster, 45 minute wait and some 10 year old kept giving
me 'the nod' it was amusing. i felt like a cougar.
today been making more shit for the fashion show.
ate veggie pizza for dinner and had iced chai. perfect meal.
now im going to txt cami & mattie a couple more times and watch the notebook again
until its time for saturday night live
i leave you with this...
pink flamingo nightmares are overtaking my dreams.
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| masturbating alligators |
[18 Feb 2008|09:54am] |
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We're navigators,
we're aviators,
we're eating taters,
masturbating alligators.
Bombadiers,
we got no fears,
won't shed no tears.
We're pushing the frontiers of transcendental perception.
What's weird is we haven't met yet, on this or any other plane.
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| miss independent. |
[14 Feb 2008|06:50pm] |
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Retarted in Love |
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Roses are red.
violets are blue.
if you have a valentines date
i hope [s]he gives you
herpes.
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| green glass love. |
[09 Feb 2008|07:57pm] |
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i got my phone, taken away.
its in jail now, i have vistiting hours with it tonite.
im excited.
silver enV, BANGINGGG.
last night i went to dickels play, not bad. i laughed. kat anita and i just
made lamee comments the whole time.
OUR SOUND SYSTEM SUCKSSSS! we couldn't here them sing
we could only hear the band at times, and who gives a shit about them.
afterwards hung out with ruzel [and we think his GF] schaffer alex allie and tiana and her little cousin.
we were trying to determine wheather he could look like tianas kid or not.
alix is sucha slutt. hitting on m best friends boyfriend when shes right
there, thats hella classy.
played around on stage for a bit. some little kidd that didn't even look like a freshman yelled
at us. i wanted to go to sharis but we had to go home.
watched across the universe fell asleep downstairs.
came up at 5am
and the rest of the day i've been doing missing work.
failing 4 classes, aceing french. ha!
mall today with kat and anita. i got a hat. woohoo. =/
it will look nice with my rolling stones shirt.
went home, back to work and here i sit.
i have a crush on someone from myspace. thats kinda pathetic huh.
and its not just a looks thing.
isabel thinks im crazy. hmm. we'll see. he lives 2 or 3 hours away from here.
thats not to badd i think.
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| shoulders & arms |
[30 Jan 2008|05:07pm] |
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my earphones seem to always be broken
my hair a mess
and im always finding scratches and brusies on my body.
i've never broken a bone or anything, my time is soon im sure.
im a hazard to myself.
fashion club shitt.
oh god i think i might be fucking prince harry.
[royaly screwed]
i gotta make some stuff by tues, pick some songs and find an organization that we
could donate too.
i need suggestions.
music?
[gotta be electro no ghetto shit]
ideas for stuff to make.
theme is trash, using trash to make the clothes. DIY
and whats a good charity??
Ilovestephan.
that boy is a doll. don't know what i would do if i couldn't talkk to him.
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| as if, im totally buggin. |
[26 Jan 2008|09:55am] |
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cold war kids |
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yesterday was brutal.
i had to get up a 4:30am to shower and pack my shit together.
we had to catch a 6:30 flight. it was kinda nice because lines at security were
toleratable. but the starbucks line wasn't.
anyway, we came there and i look like a million bucks. with me in my arie shorts and my grandparents
old thick rimmed glasses. smugged liner so it looked like i had bags under my eyes [which im sure i did anyway]
and lugging around my american apparel lame duffle and my lucky brand 'give love' bag.
had time to stop at the bookstore so i bought invisible monsters.
i heard ryan ross had read it so im like fugg it, i'll try it.
either that or skinny bitch. i could be a vegan if i tried.
went through security pretty fast, then stopped at starbucks. stupid bitches were taking to
damn long for my strawberries and cream, it was just sitting back there in the blender.
so i kindly told them, as nicely as i could at 6 in the morning to get it.
then ran to the plane because everyone was practically boarded.
tried to sleep on the plane but im to subconcious about my snoring, which i know isn't that bad.
so i just read my nylon, started invisible monsters, which by the way, first two or three pages makes time to dance make SO much sense.
white flight attendent was a bitch.
the old man flight attendent was creepy
and the black one was hella funny and nice. plus i liked her hair =]
i jammed to some new tunes i download LEGALLY the other night.
cold war kids + say anything = best new things in my life
plane landed and people take to damn long to load off planess!
jesus.
got luggage, met grandparents and went to thier house.
ate dinner at neighbors, can't stand them. the wifes annoying as hell and won't shut her
gobber to let her husband or anyone else speak. poor guy.
came home at 9 and watched Clueless. [hense the title]
i haven't watched that in forever. i forgot how much i loved it. alica silverstone is beautiful, and i can't get over her hair in it!
slept, had intense dreams, get yer mind outta the gutter. andddd thats it.
look up the movie garden party. it looks so good.
has willa holland in it.
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[16 Jan 2008|08:19pm] |
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JV bracelets for my birfday?
fer sureee.
this chick is psychooo.
compulsive liar.
take note as you read, i don't know her, and she thinks shes friends
with my friends.
goes to the ghetto school.
ok too tell the truth*cry* its not never mind..... u won't believe what is the truth now!! but *cry**cry**cry**cry**cry**cry**cry**cry**cry**cry**cry**cry**
cry**cry**cry**cry**cry**cry**cry**cry**cry*
I have been wondering why my friend Jasmine hasn't been at school...she moved to California!!I never knew she just left..I checked my email nooooooooooo she couldn't*cry* nooooooooo
*SCREAMSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS IN TEARS*nooooooooooooooo*cry*
I DON'T WANT TOO BE A PROBLEM ANYMORE,I DON'T WANNA BE MEAN,TALK ABOUT PEOPLE,CAUSE ANYTHING,BE DUMB,ACT STUPID,ADD ANYONES FRIENDS,I JUST WANNA*SIGH*IM SORRY FOR EVERY DUMB PROBLEM RUMOR WHATEVER EVERYTHING I CAUSED,IM NOT NICE I GUESS AND I FEEL DUMB,CAUSE NOW WHEN THERES SOMETHING I WANNA TELL I DON'T KNOW IF I SHOULD SAY IT...I DON'T WANNA BE THE PERSON WHO CAUSES ANYTHING,NOTHING,NOOOOOOOO*CRY* I I I I*TEAR* WANNA WANNA FRIEND,I KEEP RUINING EVERY CHANCE,I I IM SORRY REALLY SORRY SOOOO SORRY SOOOOOOOOO SORRY,U DON'T HAVE TOO TRUST ME OR ANYTHING,BUT PLEASE I NEED FRIE..N..DS IM A BIT UPSET SORRY FORGIVE ME PLEASE!PLEASE JAMI,EMILY EVERYONE,U U ARE NICE AND PLEASE THIS IS HARD...PLEASE CAN I SAY PLEASE SORRY BUT PLEASE!*shakes* PLEASE!I KNOW THIS IS SORTA MUCH AND JUST CAME OUT,BUT I CANT HELP OUT,I NEED I NEED TO TALK I NEED TO TALK....I CANT I CANT...*SHAKES**SHAKES*I...*CRY*
n...i.ght I ..later*hugs**cry**cry*
THATS SOME WIERDASS SHIT!
& don't say "shes probably lonely and wants friends"
if she wanted friends, she shouldn't have started rumours at her school to make everyone hate her more.
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| they let me play with markers, but i kept trying to draw infinity. |
[14 Jan 2008|04:33pm] |
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The Church Channel |
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asdfghjkl
loser who doesn't have cobra tickets by day
mender of broken hearts by night.
cobra starship. sold out. that hurt.
but the fantastically amazing isabel is going to get me autographs
and make them hold a sign.
pac sun tour. sounds like its got its shit tight.
mothers in china, i actually miss her. won't last long i know.
school sucks, nothing new there.
FUCKING DRAMA IS LAME! IM IN HIGHSCHOOL FOR CHRIST SAKES.
i thought i left that shit behind in middle school along with my old friends.
jesus.
i have no respect for people who smoke it up then come to school
stoned, or brag about how high they were and that they smoke menthols.
do that shit if you want, just tell someone else.
tanner thinks i like disturbing things and that i like emos.
thats how i like'm
guys in tight jeans that look like girls.
oh, and he likes milf.
even though kyle says tanners moms a milf.
milf over all, not good.
who does that turn on besides pervs who also prefer feet over tits?
got the new say anything album.
LOVE ITTT!
my heros, there lyrics are so insane yet, so, right. ha thats wierd.
anyway, buy it. 2 disc.
worth the money outta your shitty little pocket.
this just in:
txt msg breakups are lameee!
im talkin to you mr.jizz
you hurt anyone i remotely care about, even strangers, im not happy.
im getting an enV for ma birfday.
considering thats the only one i can really afford thats cool.
friday im takin the bus to anitas house so i can spend the night.
ilovethatgirl.
shes like my best friend, we never fight anymore.
ever since those kids went to beaverton, life has been easyy.
psycho chick is backkk.
i'll post a msg of the many she sent me later.
yer moms a cunt.
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| new years eve; lets party |
[05 Jan 2008|11:46pm] |
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new years eve was fantatic.
raving with glowsticks
toasting with beer cups and listening to hey jude
and jami talks in her sleep.
ive never laughed so hard.
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| 2008 |
[01 Jan 2008|02:24pm] |
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vanity is my favorite sin;
pain is my favorite pleasure;
beauty is my favorite crime;
envy is my favorite poison;
love is my favorite hate;
fame is my favorite motive;
but glamour will always be my favorite weapon;
pictures from new years eve party up soon.
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| Tanner Talks |
[29 Dec 2007|08:29pm] |
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My friends are cool :D
tribeccas good at advertising eh?
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| melancholy [this isn't a poem] |
[22 Dec 2007|08:13pm] |
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faux smile
faux truths
faux friendship.
you say your an artist when your just a guy
with some crayolas.
you call yourself a musician because you've touched a guitar.
you call yourself a poet because your words are jumbled;
you hope someone will mistake for symbolism and metaphors.
dave matthews and john mayer don't give you soul.
you think your cultured because you drink lattes.
just because you say REVOLUTION doesn't mean that when the
time comes, you'll stand up.
laugh at those that are mirror images of you.
makes me wonder why i said all those things;
why i was ever nice to you;
why i ever was your friend;
why i ever wanted to be your friend;
why did i waste my time with you'
it makes me sick.
vain i can be, faux will be a never...
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| Working Class Hero |
[21 Dec 2007|04:28pm] |
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As soon as your born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still fucking peasents as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.
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| i just realized. |
[18 Dec 2007|11:05pm] |
im not happy.
with anything.
nothing in my life is right.
nothing in my soul is straight.
its all been fake.
im not complete.
im missing something.
love? ive never had enough of it.
maybe thats why i try to hard sometimes.
i do care what other people think.
i can't set goals because i constantly set myself up for dissapointment.
nicholas sparks was right
"am nothing special. i am the combined efforts of everyone I have ever known"
im not special.
no efforts have been made.
i am the product of nothing.
i've been told subtley yet straight fowardly,
im not worth the time and i can do nothing.
i can't save the world.
im hopeless.
what do i have left?
i've been living a lie
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| J'aime J'adore Je'naime pas Je deteste |
[16 Dec 2007|01:02pm] |
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Curse of Curves |
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J'aime
Ice Cream Treats
Bubble Tea
Sushi
Cupcakes
Japanese Monsters
Sex Hair
Mix Tapes
Battle Wounds
Japanese Toys
Red Nail Polish
Teeth Cartoons
Xrays
Heart-Shaped Glasses
Takashi Murakami
Tetris
Red Vines
Glitter Flasks
Ugly Dolls
iPod
Water Balloon Yo-Yos
The City
Digital Camera
Cigarettes
Lomo Fisheye
Je deteste
persistant posers
homophobics
olives
boundries
self control
math
carbon copies
bad immune systems
retirement homes
hypocrites
hicks
rap
peanut butter
death
anxiety
surprises
long lines
self examination
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| i want |
[15 Dec 2007|03:16pm] |
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The Providence |
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a buddha bank.
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| yourscenesucks. |
[15 Dec 2007|03:12pm] |
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"wow katie your so scene,
putting on your eyeliner in a broken mirror.
scene queen"
haha, isabel made my day saying that.
screw your scene
i make my own.
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