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add _maxwellmurder
im not using this journal anymore
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[31 Dec 2003|10:29pm] |
i just want to take this opportunity to come out of the closet. im gay.
if you cant accept me for who i am, then you arent worth anything as a
friend to me. for everyone else, im sorry i didnt tell you sooner, but ive
been battling to discover who i am as a person.
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[30 Dec 2003|10:49am] |
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went to amanda, um idk her last name but shes chris's g/f. she had some sort of party thing. it was okay. i got a little buzz going off some snazzy girl drinks. i had to hide like ten of them to get wasted. stayed up late talking and stuff, then woke later. i need to find a job, and hang out with more people.
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[29 Dec 2003|02:07am] |
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i went to the movies with kirk and katie and chelsay. had an amazing time, followed by the mall for more of an amazing time. falling in love i think. wow. anywho, went to kyle smiths house, came back from kyles and got bitched at for random shit that didnt matter on ians computer, so my access to it is now limited. meaning i'll sleep more or something. as of current, im about to go to sleep. dreams of socks are soon to come ;)
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[28 Dec 2003|10:36am] |
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went to the kirks house for the night.
there are too many computers lan'd in the
basement. his stepdad is mad cool too.
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[27 Dec 2003|06:00am] |
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wow so the mall was great i met chelsay whos amazing, and her friends katie and kristin and a few others. we spent way tons of time in chick stores @ the mall it was great
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[26 Dec 2003|07:17am] |
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i need a lj code? plz?
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[26 Dec 2003|07:06am] |
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i hung out with dannyell last night. it was m4gickal. 12/10 on the hug scale. we went to go see the new school, which was obscenely big. dennys was closed. so was walmart. we drove around my old neighborhood. then we stopped by her house and i met her family. i tried to save the cat, up high, but oh well, i tried. then we went over to saras house, and we all watched some family guy with saras brother. more car driving, followed by more hugs, and goodbyes. i came home and reflected on a wonderful evening.
backentry: about 6:30ish, ians g/f came over, so i went and chilled with adam rhnalt. funny and nostolgic. anyways, i woke up early cause i dont have time to get on the comp much during the day, and i cant outlast ian when it comes to staying up long enough to use it late at night.
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[25 Dec 2003|10:02am] |
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ok so its Christmas day. officially, im not sure what all the hype is about. it hasnt sunken in whats really going on in my life. ive made a choice thats going to alter it for the years to come, and im just pretty content to sit and enjoi the silence of morning. my sleep was a little less than decent, being attacked by kittens every 2 minutes most of the night. im glad i have a huge heavy jacket, it came in handy as a blanket. i walked the streets of main st last night looking for food at like 3 in the morning. 7 star pizza was open, but just their bar. kitchen was closed, bastards. i settled for CVS, where i got some beeferoni. As far as plans, im supposed to chill with people friday night, and i think theres something going down @ pizza hunt on ahmherst on friday too that im gonna go crash unless i find a better idea. if i actually do find a decent reason, i may even try contacting a select few to try and make plans. but whats the rush right? i mean, we have the rest of our lives...
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[24 Dec 2003|11:00pm] |
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im in nashua.
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[20 Dec 2003|07:48pm] |
ok so my flight is No. 274 Departing from Atlanta, Georgia at 5:40 pm. it arrives in boston at 8:20 PM. sucks that i have a 2 hour layover in atlanta. other than that things are okay. im still looking for a ride home from Logan Airport on Wednesday. plz. Maybe YOU. if theres any chance that you can, call me.
(321) 952-0467
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[18 Dec 2003|02:28pm] |
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done with school, transcripts are all filled out and enveloped. finished exams, did well. moving the 24th. ian i got u a compaq presario laptop. hope you like it., ill be available for talking on phone like, tomorrow or so. i need to start making up to date plans on whats goin down for the holidays and the likes. talk to u guys soon
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[14 Dec 2003|05:26pm] |
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hey everyone. i moved out from mikes last thursday. i spent a day at astins, 2 days @ nicks, and a day @ my moms. im spending @ my moms again tonight if possible. therefore, to reach me, as i hope SOMEONE will, then u need to call
(321) 952-0467. if u call me, and dont have good long distance, i will call u back. i really gotta go. i dont stray from thinking of when i'll soon be up there with you all...
<3 you chels
-matt
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[09 Dec 2003|10:27pm] |
mike kicked me out b/c of the card bullshit. gg
w/e
i can deal with it.
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[09 Dec 2003|08:33pm] |
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rofl. someone spread a rumor around that i stole a cell phone from somewhere. idk where, w/e . today gary (mikes stepdad) comes in yelling at me about how this kid brandon who spent the night on friday lost like 5 of his magic cards or whatever, and blames me when he cant find them. They tore through every inch of belongings i have. which isnt much. after he had left, i noticed some of my shit had gone missing. i guess someone told gary, who comes in bitching about it. he asks me where i got my cell phone, and i tell him that i used some of the money my mom had given me once, and some of the money i had from prior or whatever. hes like, thats a line of bullshit. now tell me where you really got it. from best buy. i still have the reciepts and everything.
so i show it to him, and hes speechless. "well matt, i guess i was wrong"
then i get bitched at for getting a job like me and mike were asked. we were told if we didnt work, that we would have to do labor around the house for free.so i decided a job would be more worthwhile.
anyways, brandon left saturday, and i realized that i had shit missing of my own. hmm. i didnt say anything cause its no big deal and i dont need fucking conflicts and shit. in anycase, i guess mikes mad regardless of the whole thing. i guess hes mad also that lately i dont help him with shit around the house, like cleaning random boats that appear in the driveway. after the first few, i quit being around. scrubbing mold and moss off of rotten carpet and restoring fiberglass to its original coulour isnt my idea of a fun walk in the park. especially when i find out that mike gets paid for both me and his work. and i dont see a penny of it. w/e
argh 15 days or so. it'll all be behind me anyways. what can i do but just sit and wait for it all to be better
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[09 Dec 2003|01:26am] |
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i must love her, all im willing to do
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[08 Dec 2003|11:06pm] |
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ok went to work today, training @ GMSR
market research.
we're like telemarketers, only we do surveys instead of selling shit
people dont like doin it. i called 30-40 people in 20 minutes, none would do it
the system is confuzzling to say the least, im computer savvy and its hard to do, in part because the system isnt logical, and its redundant, and u have to do like 3 things @ once while typing, responding to live people, and copying 9 digit random numbers switching back and forth through 2 different programs, all with like 30 different variables depending on what the person says or does or responds or what kind of reason why the number u just called didnt get a sucessfull survey. i'll get it soon though, even through im only gonna be here a few weeks.
before work me and astin went to his church and jammed, it was empty and theres a stage with drumset, mikes, amps and base guitar. i dont know how to play exactly, but he plays drums and i played until i started sounding Breifly okay, and them my fingers started to bleed from picking the strings wrong. i try playing bass like a guitar, and i dont have the callouses on my fingers yet to cope.
this dude erin from work is cool. hes from mass, and he grew up here for a while. he knows people in cambridge, and got banned from the punk scene here since some hardcore kid dancing accidently gave him a bloody nose, so he knocked him the fuck out. and this all from some conservative late twentysomething kid. it was cool.
thats about all from now, and btw, to the random girls who decided im worthwhile enough to randomly add to my journal...sweet. and to other random people who may read this? cool cool too. plz thx.
GG
i cant wait to see you all soon.
tiredly and brain crampedly yours
matt mattison
( i confused my science teacher by using that name on a lab)
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[07 Dec 2003|05:55pm] |
cuddle and a kiss on the forehead - you like to be
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comfortable, and needed
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