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SEAN+VALERAWR!
12th&11th December :D
Boom&RAwr
Both Sagi's!
Tis awesome.
And awesome.

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Thursday, February 26, 20095:57 AM

Well, that is a lovely song! I'm listening to it now actually haha.

Well, we are all glad to be here for you valerie, we know life isnt fair, or justified. But thats what friends are for.

To help you through whatever it is you are going through, we all go through downs, and its our friends and family that pick us right back up ^^

People who dont care about you, arent worth caring for in the first place, so they tease you, they just are sad pathetic people with no life.

at least you have one, filled with awesome people like darren =D
what do they have?

right? ^^

-Sean

Secret number 6 : I sing to myself when no one is around....and pretend to be a rockstar in front of my mirror =]

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Breakdown

Tuesday, February 24, 20095:36 AM

Don't you hate it when people bitch?
Does it make you feel any better when you bitch about people?
Obviously, people don't feel very GOOD about being bitched about either.

'Picking purple pohtaytohs,

to make some mashed potatoes,

purple purple mashed mashed...'

- DSM & I :D

Followed by a series of ginormous laughter(:

For all of you who spoke to me tonight, thank you.

I'm just really grateful to have you guys as my friends (:

I ♥ Ya'll :D

Secret no. 5: I'm not what most of you think I am.

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My Immortal

Sunday, February 22, 200912:40 AM

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave

'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried
I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream
I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating life
Now I'm bound by the life you've left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

I love this song :)

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My turn =]

Saturday, February 21, 20097:00 PM

Everyone feels the pain of loss the same,

Ordinary people, Driven to revenge in the name of justice.

But if revenge is called justice

Then justice in turn only breeds more revenge.

And it becomes a chain of hatred.

Living within it aware of the past, predicting the future.

that is what it means to know history.

let's see if anyone can guess.

Secret No 4: I brush my teeth in front of the mirror and laugh at myself everymorning, once i even choked on my toothbrush =D

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Nostalgia,

8:28 AM

I need to go to bed.

I'm getting sleepy. & yet, I can't sleep.

Why?

I have no idea.

Go to sleeeeeeep.

They say that thing's don't always go the way it's planned.

I disagree.

I planned my birthday, and it went just like it was supposed to.

What rubbish am I going on about again?

I have no idea.

I need to sleep.

I think I'm gonna stare at the ceiling till I get sleepy.

My Dad's family's over.

For a wedding dinner.

They're leaving tomorrow.

I just yawned.

I need more random pictures.

Sigh.

I wannd go bowling this monday.

Barney is a dinosaur from our imagination,

ABC, 123,

Goodnight.

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& God created the Au Pair,

12:23 AM

To: Charlotte Bailey

Do not, repeat do not confuse dishwashing liquid with dishwasher liquid. Dishwashing liquid is in fact washing up liquid in N America and when used in the dishwasher creates giant foam monster that pours through what one naively assumes are the watertight seals on the edges of the dishwasher dorr. First tried to scoop the pouring tide of foam into kitchen sink but that immediately filled up with foam that would not die so then had to fill buckets with foam and run and throw them out on the deck. When he finally responded to my shrieks for assistance and wandered downstairs he (most unusually) had the good idea that we should sprinkle the small sachet of dishwasher powder that came free with the machine over the foam. Surprisingly, it did in fact kill the beast. But left everything very wet and foamy afterwards and him very smug.

To: Nell Fenton
Re: The Beast

Didn't the size of the bottle alert you? Any sign of missing saucepans yet?

To: Darren Goon
Where's the saucepans?! Or i'll ask the imaginary friend to kiss you :)

And now you see,

valerie blogs nonsense.

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This is the death of beauty,

Friday, February 20, 20099:13 PM

Finding someone you love and who loves you back is a wonderful, wonderful feeling. But finding a true soul mate is an even better feeling. A soul mate is someone who understands you like no other, loves you like no other, will be there for you forever, no matter what. They say that nothing lasts forever, but I am a firm believer in the fact that for some, love lives on even after we're gone. Wait long enough and people will surprise and impress. When you're pissed off at someone and you're angry at them, you just haven't given them enough time. Just give them a little more time and they almost always will impress you. Music has always been a matter of energy to me, a question of fuel. Sentimental people call it inspiration, but what they really mean is fuel. I have always needed fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio.

Secret No. 3: I sleep with a fear of knowing that

that night might just be my last night alive.

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Tell me this isn't true?

6:50 AM

awww, why is it mine? i already have two >.>

i saved this specifically for you, and you agreed to with the secrets in orange and purple.

=/

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Said you're so beautiful,

6:42 AM

DONE :D

This is Sean's Blog from here on :)

Bye! :D

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You had me at hello,

Wednesday, February 18, 20096:44 AM

Blog's currently under maintenence (:

Be back real quick :D

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A post to remember.

6:12 AM

Well, now its all said and done, and valerie feels like blogging again, =D
so all you readers can Rejoice!

wow, that really makes me want to join choir again =( i miss it hehe. maybe next year if i have wednesdays off! XD

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We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.

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Secret no. 2 : I hide my saved money in a smelly sock so no one will steal it...

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One boy, one girl. Two hearts, their world.

5:58 AM

I watch people sometimes, wonder how they can walk around with the weight of what they know. Wonder if they feel like me, stumbling with lead shoes on the bottom of the ocean, swimming in a sea of the unsay-able. It’s a mistake we make, thinking its words that tell us everything. It’s the sound that breaks glasses, cracks windows, sends cats up trees. Maybe we’re just not getting it, standing here listening for sensible speech, dying of loneliness and waiting for whatever it is. How do we know we’re not calling and calling all the time, our throats so tight with it, that it’s too high to hear? Privacy is the world of things you know about yourself and don't need to share. It's your relationship with yourself. The way you cry at sad movies and sing in front of the mirror. The way you believe you'll be a movie star or win a Nobel Prize. Whatever it is. Those dreams you're entitled to. The difference is that you're not ashamed. Your private thoughts empower you. Secrets are something else. It's the part of yourself that you disown. Even to yourself. Then a strange kind of chemistry occurs and you start to love the secret and you think the secret is keeping you alive. I hope you'll never do that. I hope you'll want to take yourself and your private dreams and choose to be part of the dance.

Secret No. 1: Sometimes I can't sleep at night, in fear of my teddybears coming to life and attacking me.

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That, and......

3:29 AM

I also am at liberty to say, that darren and i both had legit aqquired property on Valerie's virtual domain.

I had a Hobo box, with tivo, astro, and a surround sound system.
and a small bean shaped pool next to the fridge box.

Darren, newly moved in, only had an abandoned box and astro. he didnt feel like upgrading =D

anyone else want some virtual prime real estate?

all you have to do is tell valerie she is awesome, and mean it =]

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Like i said.

1:57 AM

Valerie, felt "mope-ish" and deleted her blog claiming her posts were "non-sensical" and that no one bothered reading them anyway.

i was as surprised as all of you now commenting on the cbox, when i had found that valerie had deleted her blog =/

so the URL was available, i leapt on the chance to save her URL before the millions of potential people stole it.

you know, just incase valerie finds her happy mood again and wants her blog name back, also saving the frustration of bookmarking a new website hehe......for people like me =D

so yes all you readers! Question valerie! make her miss her blog show her HOW LOVED IT REALLY WAS!!!!

-Sean

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Tuesday, February 17, 20096:45 AM

hehe.....well i didnt like the idea of valerie suddenly deleting her blog simply because
she finds or "thinks" her own posts make no sense.

I've always found them very deep, and well articulated ^^

so just incase she wants her old blog back, its here waiting =]
unless of course she makes a completely new blog.

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