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[17 Jun 2003|09:37pm] |
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How am I going to pull off playing a PUNK show with a band that I've NEVER jammed with before? Jam is Thursday. Show is Friday. This is going to be insane.
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[28 Apr 2003|07:57pm] |
As for what's been going on lately:
- I've done lots of UE, which has been so much fun. I'm in love with the rooftops downtown.
- Heather and I hare to move out this summer together, whether it's into a house with a few more friends or into an appartment on our own.
- Heather andI have also found some new people to jam with to get our hardcore back on it's feet.
- Been filming with the boys (Mark, Jeff, and Nate)
- Been dating one of the sweetest boys ever (even if he's leaving in a week to go plant trees for 3 months)
- Spending lots of time witih Bushido and getting pretty close with the crew - that means eating out A LOT with everyone while they're on break
- Put on a few shows (though very stressful..)
- Helping my friend plan his wedding (July 1st) and so far it's fantastic
- Got a dress made for "the big day" and it's the hottest thing ever. I'd be my own date.
- blah blah blaaaaaaaah blah blah.
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[28 Apr 2003|06:01pm] |
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</p> So falling off the bed did worse damage than I thought. This is rather horrible. I woke up today, and it hurt to breathe. So, I get home and I'm all pumped to scream my lungs out to psych myself up for tomorrow and jam Saturday, and what do I discover? I'd sooner collapse on the floor due to chest pains than finish a song screaming. Brilliant, hey? I think I did more damage than I suspected at the time. It was too damn funny to even comprehend how bad the fall was. I just kept laughing and laughing and laughing and laughing..... Now it hurts to laugh. This is a bitch. How the hell did I NOT realize that the bed was moved 2 meters away from the wall? I could have casually leaned back too, but noooo. I had to fling myself backwards into the air and hit the cement. Now what?
PS. I got a beautiful wallet from Allison, and I'd love to thank her SO much for it. xoxox
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[16 Mar 2003|11:21am] |
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the Spill Canvas - Catapillars
Last night I caught the midnight showing of the American Astronaut at the Uptown. After getting a parking ticket for Chris, we ran on in (late, again) there was a drunked uh, very very very sick looking girl who was getting carried out by her friends. Egh. Silly bar kids getting drunk to the Red Hot Lovers. Regardless, we got in and really, the American Astronaut was one of the most amusing things EVER. "A flinty, black & white sci-fi-western-musical with rugged Lo-Fi sets about a group of adventurers traveling the dirty, isolated vastness of outer space determined to reach the all-female populated Venus". They had a song about vagina's made out of glass. Really now.. Anywho, after that Chris got a ticket for not having a parking pass thing, which he did, so off to court the boy goes. On the way home, we saw this car which drove right through a fence from the right side of the road across a median, then all the way across the left then over another median then into a residential area. It was insane. I'm cooking dinner tonight. All is welcome! ^_^
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[15 Mar 2003|03:23pm] |
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So on Thursday I went to go see The Key To Espionage because it was Nathan and Jeff's movie. Did well! Then I came hom to grab dinner, then headed to the Castle to see the.stars.wept and Savannah, but of course missed the show as I got there at 12:30. Hung out with some old friends and then headed to Perkins to look for Mark. Found him on the roof. Surprise suprise. Ate at Denny's with the boys, then headed to explore. Didn't manage to make it home til 4:30am. O_O Friday and Saturday turned into lonely days beyond belief. I need a roommate. Anyone?
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[10 Mar 2003|06:11pm] |
So, this weekend has just been so amazing. The filming on Saturday, but then on Sunday I was eating dinner to Return of the Living Dinner with my bro, until it was time to go see Hopesfall/Snapcase/Julianna Theory. Got there, ran into Kevin right away, and then found Heather, got into the show, then searched for the pretty Danny, who was at the Rollins show downstairs, but no such luck. Saw so many people I missed greatly, some iam kids (derek whom I finally got to meet and stef) and totally rocked it out with some boy who I always see at hardcore shows. We had such a blast. I got a shoulder to the face, some girl trying to slaughter me because I jumped on her I think, boyfriends' back while dancing and he got in my way... and so much chicken dancing and stripping and being hardcore with Heather. So much fun. We're all such sluts, except for crying parties in the middle of the Julianna Theory. Chad, of Hopesfall, is an absolute doll. I came home though, and my parents locked me out. I was outside in the cold for an hour, until Curtis near broke down my door. I'd be lost without him.
So I'm on the guestlist for Edmonton. think I can make it there IN ONE HOUR? probably not..
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[01 Mar 2003|08:49pm] |
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The account is still here. Hrm. Kinky Night was pretty decent last night. Danny came. The ONLY one of you. Assholes. Actually, Ashely was there too! An absolute delight. Kris got his motherfuckin game on, that motherfucker. If I got the luck HE got that night, I'd be grinning from ear to ear too. We hit up dinner after rocking to Billy Idol, then got naked (more so me, and nobody else) in the abandoned church. I dunk both my feet and a hand in the deepest puddle in existance. I was crazy cold and I slept naked that night. Shitson. Game. Game. Game. I can't get this taste out of my mouth. Nor the sounds in my ears. Got dropped off in the morning, caught up, then Mark came by to head out for breakfast at 2PM. Saw Vanilla Sky after the most amazing shower. I live for these last weekends.
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[28 Feb 2003|12:29am] |
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best friends are crucial these days. for this reason, my heart aches because I'm so worried.
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[26 Feb 2003|09:37pm] |
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Dear lady whom was so astoundingly rude you left me speechless:
The fact that you called me, telling me I called you really was stupid, because I didn't call you. I was on the phone, and then there was a huge gap in time, and then you called me. There was no possible way that I could have called you. Now, your overwhelming emphasis on the word FUCK was just beyond be. It just amplified the level of ignorance that carried in your voice. Honestly, don't be so rude. Everyone can feel sorry for your stupidity, it probably isn't your fault but really, do you have to be so rude?
Sincerely,
Cristina
*ring*
Cristina: *answers* Hello?
Lady: Who is this?
Cristina: *thinks it's a wrong number* Cristina
Lady: Cristina who?
Cristina: *thinks it's for the people who used to live here.* Allen
Lady: What the fuck have you been smoking tonight?
Cristina: *realizes it's not a wrong number* Nothing, as I don't do drugs. Thanks.
Lady: I really doubt that
Cristina: Suit yourself.
Lady: WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU SMOKING?
Cristina: *sighs*
Lady: Why the FUCK are you calling me?
Cristina: I didn't call you, I was on the phone, and then off of it for a while now. Sorry someone disturbed you.
Lady: *69'd you.
Cristina: Like I said, it's not possible for me to have called you.
Lady: I don't know who the FUCK you were trying to call but who ever you were FUCKING trying to call isn't FUCKING here. NOW FUCK OFF!"
*click*
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[26 Feb 2003|05:58pm] |
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I haven't been doing a lot with this page lately, but what I'm working on, is to connect a diary to my personal page (www.smileyrecords.com/xfallenembracex/index.html) and my updates then can be found on a diaryland page, and on the said above. Other than that, I've been swamped with work and I can't wait until Friday for Kinky Night. Hopefully, the crew will consist of: Kris, Mark, Danny, Chris, Lisa, Jake, Scott, my brother, and Heather if I can convince her to come, aaaaaand.... I think that's it. No pretty boys for me! Though, I will do my best to pick up a boy from the Moffats, I swear. Anywho, until then, I'll tide you over with a bit of photography I've done, and new piercings. Drop me a line, I love hearing from you all. xo
Rob from Deville:
3/5 of the band. Rich is so cute. <3
the Reason:
Nothing else works right now..
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[19 Feb 2003|02:02am] |
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I have so much legal shit to think about. fuck. fuck this mother fuckin noise.
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[02 Feb 2003|11:18am] |
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damn you, Buck 65 for playing Edmonton and not Calgary...
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[01 Feb 2003|01:42pm] |
Kinky Night:
- showed up fashionably late after picking up the brother unit
- ran into Ashley and Dan. Gave greetings
- ran into Cody, who gave me problems for showing up a 1/2 hour late
- went upstairs and talked with Chris, Lisa, Dan, Ashley, Cody.
- spent most of the night with heather. the cream of the crop!
- Jake finally shows, so go watch Shae do his *thang* in drag up on stage
- lost some tattoo contest to some asshole with ugly tattoos, cause he remembered to take his pants off. I should have taken my skirt off and won. Biased schmucks! haha Atlesat Scott got a stilleto to the back when he boosted me up on stage
- watched Joey dance, it was awsome. he's got classy moves!
- kissed, and disagreed with it
- went for food at 3AM and never ate so much so fast
- fell asleep on the floor and somehow felt good on my back
- realized I'm wearing the hoodie I wore draining. I stink
- somewhere along the line, my brother went home with a bunch of girls and never told me
- joey, scott, and heather are my favorite people to watch dance
- realized why I never wear stilletos to the bar
- somehow, ended up on stage due to the works of scott, dancing like a fool. bling bling
I'm glad I went. It makes up for 1/10th of the shit I went through with the tattooing thing. Good riddance and goodnight.
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[24 Jan 2003|11:56pm] |
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Reading my journal reminded me I had to listen to Berzerker. Not so good. This guy's scream, I don't like. If I want noise, I'll stick to Kid606 thank you very much. So much for getting excited about all that speedcore or whatever those gabbers call it. Thud. THud. THUd. THUD. cablam wang wee wee weep clunk. Something ruther. Who's up for Swollen Members, Avril, and Gob? *tee hee*
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[22 Jan 2003|11:11pm] |
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So those pictures don't work. Go figure. Oh well!
I'm updating, cause I don't really know what else to do. My IAM page, has a wonderful last entry of obscene slogans, that I don't feel like getting rid of quite yet, so it stays. I've been tempted to customize that page, but no motivation. Almost. My brother and I are trying to find ways to make our lives more exciting. Mine was exciting enough, a few weeks ago, but now it's boring. This is where Danny would say I'd have a more exciting life if I stopped ditching him, and he's right. Bah well! I have lots of books to read, and I can listen to Jewel, and all this metal speedcore Justin has sent me. Yumm?
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[15 Jan 2003|08:14pm] |
Because I love photobooths
and I got made over by MAC and look exacatly the same.. It was so exhasuting.
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[07 Jan 2003|12:15am] |
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Everything is completely dead and over. Nate has been cheating on me the whole entire time, from the weekend we started dating. Lied to me about everything. There's nothing fucking left. He's moving to Edmonton, and wants to marry her. He loves her. He has this whole time. I was falling in love. Never let this happen again. I never trusted, loved, or was so honest with someone before in my life like this.
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[26 Dec 2002|12:01am] |
Within the past 3 days things have been a mess, but that's fine. What I thought was especially interesting (Luna will find this intersting especially) But Todd B, the one who tried to get me to be his slave for about a year now, was arrested. I thought it was due to his own fault and stupidity. I don't know why people bother standing up for him? not to be rude or anything. He's doing surgical mods on his bed. He's not wearing a mask. there's shots of him branding without gloves. He doesn't even use a proper examination table. This seems ridiculous. Not to mention, he's performing circumcision and has a public webpage for this, when what he's doing is almost (if not actually) illegal. That's my interesting piece of today.
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[24 Dec 2002|06:12pm] |
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I hate holidays more and more and more every year. Birthdays and Christmas are the worst. In that order. End this week with knives (also, a good band) Friday night knife fight, where I come.
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[22 Dec 2002|10:44am] |
Kelsey-
Would you be able to take a week off work and go to Vancouver with me? If you can't, then you should take me back to Edmonton with you on Friday, since Where Once Was Hope, and Savannah are playing! *high five*
Cristina
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