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Maggie; 14; Female; Jersey Girl; Leo; Music Lover; Bohemian wannabe; Lover of Vampires; PotC & Edward Scissorhands Fangirl; Blonde Intellect; Artist; Confused Webdesigner; Drama queen; Rock & Roll chick.

&! ; She Loves
Johnny Depp; Billie Joe Armstrong; Benji Madden; Billy Martin; Orlando Bloom; Sid Vicious (R.I.P.); Colin Farrell; Angelina Jolie; Julia Stiles; Christina Ricci; Charlize Theron; Rock & Roll; penguins/animals; movies; PotC; Anne Rice; Lestat; writing; soccer; swimming; reading; drawing; art; Europe; New York City; rain; night; the moon.

&! ; She Hates
Slutty Celebrities; My blondeness and shyness; Bands who don't play their own music, sing their own songs, or write their own material; animal cruelty; fast food; math; homework; getting up early; hatefullness; suicide; pessimism; depression; public bathrooms; lack of originality.

&! ; The Playlist
Green Day; Good Charlotte; Brand New; Coheed and Cambria; LostProphets; Avenged Sevenfold; Thrice; Garbage; AFI; American Hi-Fi; Pennywise; Bowling for Soup; Blink-182; Matchbook Romance; Taking Back Sunday; My Chemical Romance; Linkin Park; The Used; Less than Jake; Jack off Jill; MXPX; Mest; Rancid; Sex Pistols; Goo Goo Dolls; Dead Poetic; Smile Empty Soul; Finger Eleven; Sarah Mclachlan; Evanescence; Norah Jones; Savage Garden; The Corrs; The Beatles; Rolling Stones; The Ramones; Third Eye Blind; Genesis; Tori Amos; Maroon 5; etc.
   

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Jul 26, 2004
Survey.. by me.

I actually wrote this pathetic, God-awful survey. So sue me.

01 : I prefered Sesame Street over Barney when I was little.
02 : I love denim.

03 : I've had my heart broken before.
04 : I'm addicted to Angel.
05 : I've never really liked to read.
06 : I'm against animal fur.
07 : I think guys with piercings are hot.

08 : Brad Pitt is my huggle muffin.
09 : I don't like Britney Spears.
10 : I've used a self-tanner before.
11 : I have brown eyes.
12 : I'm the middle child.
13 : I wish I were funnier.
14 : I have my own website.
15 : I blog.
16 : I don't even know what the hell a blog is.
17 : I love the show Charmed.
18 : I could watch ComedyCentral for hours.

19 : I revere Johnny Depp as a god.
20 : I'm an atheist.
21 : I'm pro-life.
22 : I think modern art is stupid.
23 : I hate my teacher.
24 : I love scarfs.
25 : I once collected snow and put it in the freezer.
26 : I don't know how to rollerblade, but I know how to rollerskate.
27 : I love horses.  
28 : Roleplaying is my anti-drug.
29 : I hate the phrase 'Blah-blah is my anti-drug'. 
30 : I sometimes watch the History channel.
31 : I've been, or am on, a low-carb diet.
32 : If I could vote I would re-elect George Bush.
33 : I don't like politics.
34 : Screw the color pink. I prefer black.
35 : I rarely read books with less than two-hundred pages.
36 : I'd prefer a night at home with a bubble bath than a time out at a crowded, wild party.
37 : I love Starbucks.
38 : I've dyed my hair a funky color.
39 : I'm a follower.
40 : I'm nothing but a dreamer.
41 : My family has considered committing me.
42 : I firmly believe in reincarnation.
43 : My favorite genre of music is Rock n' Roll.
44 : I want to live in Europe when I grow up.
45 : I'm very outgoing.
46 : I'm an artist, not a comedian.
47 : I love sunglasses.
48 : I've been to summer school.
49 : I like playing in the snow (Or did..)
50 : I wish this quiz were shorter.
51 : I'm afraid of rollercoasters.
52 : I'm a demonchild.
53 : I believe in the concept of inner beauty.
54 : I recycle.
55 : I'm currently, or have been, in love.
56 : I'm more concerned with my needs than other people's.
57 : I wish I had more time to relax.
58 : I've never been on a plane before.
59 : My favorite Disney movie is Beauty and the Beast.
60 : I love the video game Grand Theft Auto : Vice City.

61 : I prefer designs with stripes rather than polka-dots.
62 : I'm Italian.
63 : Red isn't the color of love, its the color of blood.
64 : I like guys with dark hair.
65 : I've had surgery before.
66 : My favorite element is air.
67 : I would never think of paying more than $50.00 on a pair of shoes.
68 : I'm completely against conformity.
69 : I love vanilla.

70 : I like Japenese-style clothing.
71 : I wish I were a vampire.
72 : I've never read the Harry Potter books.
73 : I don't cry often.
74 : I look for style, not comfort.
75 : I own a teddy bear.

Posted at 09:18 pm by iridescenteyes
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Alright, I'll start this post off with a nice little rant.

Now while you can say that this is only because of a nice little boy who wrote on my tagboard, it rooted in a lot more. For one, why the hell do people find it perfectly acceptable to judge someone that they don't even know simply because they say something a bit away from what they wanted to hear? They ask you to give an opinion, then fucking shove it in your face. God.

And what is it with stereotypes anyway? Fucking stupidity is all they are. Wow. I need to stop this. Meh. Who cares? Whatever. But.. goths.. punks.. prep.. whatever fucking else there is.. I don't think I'm any of that. Who am I? Monica. I'm Monica. Thats all I'll ever be, and if you have a problem with that, too bad. I'm not perfect, but I'm not out to please anybody. Pleasing the general public has never been a priority of mine.

Prep? I've been called that before. What the hell is a prep anyway? Seriously, I don't know. I've never involved myself in that crap. I pick my friends by nothign more than who they are, not who they're striving to be like. Fuck that. Whatever.

Plus, they're all the same anyway. Goths? All look exactly alike, like the same things, hate preps. Punks? All look exactly alike, like the same things, hate preps. Preps? All look exactly alike, like the same things, hate goths and punks. I guess its just everyone's desperate desire to find a place. But I love how so many say they aren't 'manufactured' and are 'original'. Yeah right. You look exactly the same. How extroidinary is that? How 'original'?

Gotta go.

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Jul 21, 2004
Day at the Beach

Wow, hyprocite should really be my middle name! For someone with a love of Smile Empty Soul & Dead Poetic, a hate for pessimism is really mis-placed. But. Meh. I like the songs, and I like the bands. I don't like useless negativity. So sue me.

Anyway, not much has been happening. I went to Jillian's on Monday with my cousins JoJo, Libby, and Corinne, along with their neighbors Kevin and Sean, and my brother and aunt. It was fun, lol, despite the fact that I absolutely suck at games.

Tuesday we went to the beach. I don't think I said one word while we were there. Seriously. From there we went to this really nice seafood restaurant for my aunt's birthday, and we got lobsters. Yum. lol. Oh, and ice cream too!

Today I'm going to the mall with JoJo or with JoJo and Kevin and Sean. But, whatever happens I'm sure I'll have fun. The only problem is that I'm incredibly shy. I just.. am kind of scared. I'm scared that if I do something stupid they'll think I'm weird and never talk to me again. Wow, another of my hyprocrisies. For someone who preaches that people should be themselves and not care about what other people think, I should be shot.

As for a rant, I really can't think of one. I'm too tired. And my back hurts. There, theres your rant. Yay. I think I'll post later.. I have nothing interesting to say (Like I ever have or ever will..)

Posted at 12:30 pm by iridescenteyes
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Jul 19, 2004
Daily Rant #1

Daily Rant: Okay, is it just me, or have you noticed this too.. It seems that no matter where you go, people always find suicidal and pissed off people more interesting than a person who is actually gracious for what they have. I'm a bit pissed off myself at the fact, even though this is probuly just the little selfish voice in my head finally gaining some control over my writing. But. Meh. It just bothers me. I mean, what the hell? A person, and no, I'm not going to put a whole 'Oh no offence' thingy here because if I offend you, I'm too tired to care right now.. but.. I don't know. Why are people who are so depressed so .. interesting? I find them unoriginal and boring.. most of the time, at least. Its the same thing over and over. 'I want to die', 'Why is everything so bad?' 'Why me?', and then they go into how they went on vacation in Florida and had a terrible time, how cause they don't feel understood by every single person on the planet they feel like dieing. I'm sorry, but I feel like plastering a large 'DEAL WITH IT' sign to these people's foreheads. I don't know when becoming a pitiful, depressed human being became hip, but.. Please, for the love of all things sane, stop it.

Okay, now that my mean side has had its time to talk, I'll move on... to.. possibly something a bit more worth reading (I know I'm going to get comments on my tagboard from people saying I'm being mean and that I don't 'understand' people. Well, actually, I don't. I will admit that. I think that a majority of people in my generation don't have a clue of what true pain is and take 'Oh I just had my heart broken by some boy I met at the mall and never talked to because I was too shy' as an excuse to edge on suicide. Whatever.) Well, I haven't been up to much. As I might have said already, I haven't had a social interaction (At least with my SFS friends..) in a really lonnngggg time.

Also, I've changed so much. Well, at least in the blogging world. I've kind of decided on being a hardcore bitch on here for the sake of not having to take that side out on people in the real world. I use an alias, so .. Meh. But, I've really changed only because I'm waking up. I'm waking up to the fact that not everyone is perfect. And yes, I still do love people. You can say I don't because I'm being 'judgemental' on people I don't even know, and that might be true, but I'm just trying to maybe make a fruitless post that might have people wake up and make them happier. Some people like being depressed though. I mean, I have a fascination in death myself. But, I don't want to die. I don't fear it, but I'd prefer to live. I can't understand how people can not see the beauty in this world. I don't know. I just want people to be happy. And.. yes.. I guess I might be forcing people in to something that I'd consider happy. But.. please.. just smile. Just be happy.  I don't want people to wallow in self-pity and wind up throwing their life away (Or at least their teenage years..)

Oh, I'm at my cousins' house right now in Long Island. It's really nice here.

Posted at 06:52 pm by iridescenteyes
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Sid Vicious <3

Meh. I really don't have much to say, despite the fact I've been silent for so long. I apologize to anyone who noticed..

A lot has changed, lol. For one, I'm completely obsessed over a man who died even before I was born (Sid Vicious), I haven't had social interactions in weeks, and I've kind of woken up to the fact that no one in this world is perfect. Wow. Meh. (I really like that world now too.. can't you tell? Meh. Meh.)

My music tastes have changed a bit too. I still love New Age, but I'm learning towards Classic Rock and older music rather than the crap people are turning out now. I've found a bunch of new bands that are cool (Not neccessarily new, but I mean.. you know..) like Smile Empty Soul, Dead Poetic, & Finger Eleven. But.. whatever.

When I think of something interesting to write I'll come back. Bye for now.

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Jul 1, 2004
Atheism

I recently finished the novel Queen of the Damned. Familiar with it? Maybe you are. It's by Anne Rice, you should very well know, and a horrific film was made out of it. Do you know the book now? Hm. Well, it was rather enjoyable. Not quite as good as the last two (Interview with the Vampire and The Vampire Lestat.) According to Amanda, however, the following works aren't very good, but I suppose I'll read them anyway.

.. I sit here, listening to Ryan Farish's CD. I truly have no meaning to my existance. Then again, how the hell does anyone expect to put meaning behind it all? We may be different, but in form we are all the same. We're all made of the same organic material; have our own fears, hopes, dreams. What if this really is all there is? We live for a while, we die, and thats it. Nothing after that. Absolute nothing. Then again, if that is so, its even scarier that we'll never know it. We'll be nothing, and we won't even know it. That terrifies me.

.. However, maybe, maybe this is just the effect on the atheism of the vampires in Anne Rice's novels. I don't think even one of them even clings to the idea of a supreme being. Then again, how do they even know? They're immortals, yes, but its the demon inside them each that makes them strong; Gives them such a detachment and such a lust for blood. They're wise from age, from experience.. and I suppose in such a point of desperation, such a point in which they lose all belief, that God becomes non-existant. I still believe in God. Does that make me as deluded as I say I am? Or am I truly right in my beliefs? Maybe I'll know someday. And maybe I won't ever know. Maybe none of us ever will.

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Jun 30, 2004
Savage Garden

Welcome to this dark void. Although it has the title of Deluded Reality, that is merely my take on how I perceive most of the worlds people have created within their own; The worlds I've made in mine. This place is nameless as of its beginning, nameless as of its ending. It's but the home to which I bare the shattered pieces of my broken soul, so many of those fragments molded and mutated into whatever others drove me to become. Whether you find liking in what I think, what I believe, or even if you don't, it really doesn't matter.

Although I am not the type to openly reveal myself like this, I feel its better than to keep this anguish and rage tearing me up inside. I am not the person who would wallow in self-pity 'till her years finally fade away, but rather one to cling to hope and self-illusion. I don't mind it really. Ignorance is bliss, after all? But.. still.. maybe I do have a right to ramble. There must be a justice in writing about such I things I plan to here.

I've had blogs before. Stupid, pointless, lieing works. Not in all the truth. I will show you my true nature; Naive, sensitive, selfless. But I will also unleash that immortal darkness that lies within the deepest chamber of my soul. It might be harsh, and it might be upnerving. It will probuly be foolish and stupid too. But everyday it seems to grow larger..

And so, no matter what consquence becomes of it, I shall speak my words to anyone who wishes to hear them..

Listen carefully, because I won't be telling you this again...


Posted at 04:49 pm by iridescenteyes
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