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| Monday, February 13th, 2006 | | 10:52 pm |
the only person in this life you have to make happy is yourself | | Sunday, February 12th, 2006 | | 10:23 pm |
i wish i could be one of those people who could write a song and make it all right. I wish i were one of those people who could hold on to something they love. I wish i could be one of those people who could turn back the hands of time and make it they way it was. Those people don't exist | | Thursday, January 26th, 2006 | | 9:36 pm |
| | Monday, August 15th, 2005 | | 1:09 pm |
| You Are 86% American |  You're as American as red meat and shooting ranges.
Tough and independent, you think big.
You love everything about the US, wrong or right.
And anyone who criticizes your home better not do it in front of you! |
| | 1:05 pm |
Your Linguistic Profile:
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80% General American English |
5% Dixie |
5% Midwestern |
5% Upper Midwestern |
5% Yankee | | | Tuesday, July 26th, 2005 | | 1:28 pm |
| | Monday, May 30th, 2005 | | 1:15 pm |
Your Political Profile
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Overall: 95% Conservative, 5% Liberal
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Social Issues: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal
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Personal Responsibility: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal
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Fiscal Issues: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal
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Ethics: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal
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Defense and Crime: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal
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| | Thursday, April 28th, 2005 | | 10:29 am |
I am:
94%
Republican. | "You're the perfect sycophant of the Republican elite. Tom DeLay and Karl Rove would be utterly proud of you." |
Are You A Republican? | | Wednesday, January 12th, 2005 | | 5:06 am |
so here's what's going through my head...
since november 24th I haven't slept without a nightmare of some sort. wehether it be about dying next to my step dad in a falling crash, or not being able to save my sister from a "day after tomorrow" type of disaster. sucks, really. so i've stopped sleeping, pretty much all together. I'll catch and hour or two here and there during the day, but for the most part, no sleep. It started like this... go to bed at 10pm, toss and turn til 4 or 5. stay up til midnight, waking at 6am or so, continuous until i'm up all night, like tonight. it was just a stupid truck, it wasn't even my fault, yet i have this agonizing guilt built up inside of me that just won't leave. i've always felt i needed to prove to everyone that i was normal, vision wise. at 15 i heard "you won't ever drive, your vision is just too low, it's not safe" did i listen? no, i never listened when they said i couldn't do something, read normal size print, play sports, attend regular school. i showed them, i adapted to what i was born with. i can't even look the girl in the eye who i've been lusting over for so long, i'm always afraid she'll see the real me. i don't let people see the real me, nobody ever understood why as a kid, they never asked, they just laughed. the world isn't fair, just ask the millions who lost everything two weeks ago over in the indian ocean. i've been told to count my blessings. faith can be tricky. you gotta believe, but then you gotta believe all the shit, too. online journals aren't meant to be private, so read on - take a gander at the life of juston. since the past can't be changed, might as well start dealing with the present, thanks for reading, you're probably a friend if you found your way here, good morning more stuff, on my mind. the internet has completly negated all that i learned in english class concerning grammar, punctuation, etc. so be it. graduating in may will bring some new events, a job, a house, maybe get married if i get my shit together and open up to someone. little scared 'bout all that, growing up - guess it's inevitable. so, i cope with my truck, yep, got a new truck so things are cool. scared as hell to drive anywhere for fear of making a mistake, or getting hit head on again by some lunitic. wasn't even my fault but you wouldn't know that by looking at the whole thing from my perspective. the next time maybe i won't be able to crawl out of the truck at all, but i'd rather live normal then live like a crip- maybe just not as long. playing it safe is no way to live anyway, it's just setting yourself up for a lifetime of regret. Here's to normal... oh yeah, not editing, not spellchecking, take it like it is, thanks again for reading, for the last few minutes you had a connection with someone you barely know, may like, may dislike, or just because you were bored and this was better than yahoo games | | Monday, January 3rd, 2005 | | 10:15 pm |
Tsunami Victims
I'm sure by now you've all heard about the terrible events of more than a week ago. Wouldn't it be nice if we started a chain of giving to help the victims of the tsunami? I've donated the money I recieved for Christmas to the American Red Cross and I urge you to give what you can, if you think about it those poor people need it more than we do. Visit http://www.networkforgood.org/topics/international/earthquake/tsunami122604.aspx to see a list of organizations that you can donate to. Please help. | | 1:52 am |
i don't even remember the last time i wrote in this...
The holidays are over, if you haven't noticed, so i'm just killing time before the work starts again and then the last semester of college. Wow, last semester of college, i guess growing up is happening faster than i was expecting it to. Christmas was damn fine. Spent a great deal of quality time with most of the family, gave some kickass gifts if i do say so myself (my favorite gift was giving my step dad this mini fridge for his pepsi at the office... clever one i am). I got plenty of stuff as well, notably... portable dvd player new cell phone nice sweatshirt and jeans tranquility fountain (maybe it'll calm me down) DVDs (napolean dynamite ?sp, LOTR 3, butterfly effect, bourne supremacy, among others bottle of raspberry vodka (gotta love the alci step mom) warm blanket money, money, money 20 questions game from aunt sharon, it's freakin me out, the lil shit toy knows my brain Michaela got me a "coolest brother" pocketlight - so now it's official i am the coolest brother book on the presidential history from Kara, sweet lil book various stocking stuffers and oh yeah... here's the good stuff... all the presents were open, we all were getting ready to have breakfast when michaela pulls out this little box and says hey juston, you forgot one opened it up and inside are the keys to a mint 2000 silverado Z71 5.3L V8 we all storm outside and in the driveway, sure enough, is the truck. It's pewter (tan), gray cloth interior. every option, push button 4wd, the works. Mike sprung for new mud tires so it's sittin pretty. with only 52,000 miles the thing is immaculate. Whoever owned the truck before me (later found out some old guy who drove back and forth to work and washed the thing twice a week) took great care in keeping it nice. It's been detailed so it shines and looks like a billion bucks. So, my parents, with the insurance settlement, have made this a christmas to remember. i've already put about 1000 miles on it, it drives like a dream. I'm thinking of a new muffler to give it that rumble that big trucks should have, but it's perfect how it is, so we'll see. i'm gonna go look at it again before i head to sleep, play your cards right and you can have a ride ;-) Later | | Saturday, October 30th, 2004 | | 6:38 am |
It's been a while...
...since I could hold my head up high, Anyway on with the entry. Tonight was the best night i've had at school so far this year. No, everything didn't turn out exactly perfect, but I can look back and feel accomplished and happy. Went to dinner with Amanda. She's cute, into horses, very conservative, and Christian. She's a very nice girl and she'll go far in life. I knew there would be drawbacks to our date. A couple of times i made a fool of myself, but i'm human. What is the biggest is that Jackie is still in my heart. I really don't want to hurt her, but it's been a year and there's been very little progress. At what point do i give up? I'll always love her, but I can't base my life around the decisions of other people. She's jealous, she'll never admit to it but she is of me going on a date even though she's had her own dates. I'll for sure get crap for writing this, i shouldn't gossip, but i just feel like expressing myself in words right now. When i got home from dinner kara and I hung out for a couple hours. We went to steak n shake and also played each other in online monopoly. She won of course, she always wins. Jamie came over and her, kara, mary, and myself went to The Dude's apartment (Phil) for about a half hour. we came back and chilled in the lobby for an hour or so and decided to watch a movie. At this point Ashley was with us as well as a guy named Jan (pronounced Yan) he's cool enough i guess. But his friend Keeton came by and wanted to join in. On to keeton - asshole. He wanted us all to go watch it in his room while we all decided on the lobby for seating purposes. It was my dvd player and i agreed w/ the girls that we should stay downstairs. This set him off hardcore. He started calling me all sorts of crap and kept telling me to pick up my balls, put them in my purse, and stop being such a pussy. WOW, out of nowhere. Two years ago I would have beat his ass, but I think i've finally grown up and realized some people just aren't worth it. So anyway, that was my wonderful night. If you actually sat and read all that I would be amazed. But thanks if you did, you care and i appreciate it. Happy Holloween | | Monday, October 11th, 2004 | | 11:43 pm |
| | Monday, September 13th, 2004 | | 11:37 pm |
| | Wednesday, September 8th, 2004 | | 11:43 pm |
| | Friday, July 16th, 2004 | | 1:12 am |
horrible day...
I can't believe this, perfect driving record ruined because of some stupid ass mistake. :-/ I was sitting, waiting to turn left out of a gas station when i see a van in the right lane (two way street) with it's turn signal on and going about 3 mph. I assume (wrongly) that the van is planning to turn into the gas station. This is a somewhat busy street to cross so i figure now's my chance to go, since I'd been waiting for about 3 minutes already. So, I look right for one last check and release the brake - BUMP, right into the rear quarterpanel. Amazing how two vehicles going 3 mph each running into each other can do so much damage. Only thing wrong with my truck is a messed up headlight and a scratched bumper. The van however looked like a scratched/dented up mess. So, we both pull into the gas station to exchange info. The lady was about my mom's age with two teenage boys in the car. As i'm talking to her (rather kindly since i took full responsibility right off the bat) one boy *about 13 maybe* leans out the front passenger door and yells "You're Screwed" in a cocky ass little voice. I play it off and the mother repremands him, but not like the douche cares. The only response i gave was "Sorry to upset your son" in the kindest manner i could muster. Man o man did i feel bad. She was so nice though, explained it was her first incident and yet managed to walk both of us through the process since it was mine as well. The cops came in about 5 minutes - rather quickly if you ask me. So all is well - thank goodness for insurance though. Guess i'll be getting that new front bumper after all. The headlight probably just has a loose bulb b/c the plastic is still in tact. Enough for now, i've vented. I still have this sick feeling in my stomach and really am afraid to get behind the wheel any time soon :-/ P.S. - My parents didn't even yell, they weren't even upset. They just chalked it up to experience and are being as supportive as i would have hoped. Love 'em. | | Monday, July 12th, 2004 | | 11:47 pm |
every fuckin post i make has something to do with jackie... hmm | | 11:35 pm |
For Kristin...
Kristin, i like to read what you have to write! That aside, nothing much going on this summer. The jackie situation is an off and on, touch and go sort of deal. No idea where it'll lead. I've gotten to see a lot of old friends and new places, but Indy is where i wish i was. My truck is looking/running fantastic, i still want a fullsize (preferrably a Ford F-350 cummins diesel) But this one'll get me by and Laura seems to like it enough ;-) But for now that is all, g'night | | Tuesday, May 25th, 2004 | | 10:40 pm |
Can i be famous by association?
So, my old HS (Merrillville) is the focus of an MTV special called Prom Date or something like that. Some girl i don't know is picking between 10 guys to be her prom date. The guys, i know a few. Trent and Ben are the only "friends" in the bunch, we I lost touch w/ them since i graduated. Ben hopefully will win because he's about the nicest kid you could ever meet. He also wrestled while I was there which makes him super cool. Anyway, now at least i know some people who have been on TV. A guy from work kept talking about the thing, i guess he was in the background of one of the shots in the final episode so he's all ape shit about it. Frankly I think he's a jagoff who'll never get a girlfriend. He said "Yeah, now all the girls are gonna love me, they'll come up and say 'hey, aren't you that guy from MTV'" God, what a douche, he was in one scene and now thinks he'll get recognized on the street. Oh well, reality tv sucks ass, but at least it sucks ass 10 miles from my house. | | Thursday, May 20th, 2004 | | 2:21 pm |
"interresting summer, i'm dating someone" what is my deal? |
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