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January 11th, 2009

06:01 pm: New Blog

I've started a new blog I'm really excited about. If anyone ever sees this please go to

and check it out. :)


October 6th, 2007

06:27 am:  Penis

September 2nd, 2007

06:47 am: Mind Control
So...I said I should fucking be in charge...and now I am in charge. I should say more things like that. Hmmm. I am so awesome that I should *fucking* win millions of dollars. Yeah? Lets see if this works. It worked with work. I'm the lead Alley Cat...and now I'm going to be a millionaire. Crazy. 

Current Mood: anxiousanxious

August 22nd, 2007

04:41 pm: Here I am World
I am so going to get a record deal.

Current Mood: hopefulhopeful

August 19th, 2007

10:21 am: Holy Fuck I'm A Whiney Bitch
Awesome. I just read most of my old posts on here...jesus fing tap dancing whores I'm annoying. I just finished one where I was whining about not being good enough to be an Alley Cat, and now I'm like...fuck it I'm the best one up there...I should freaking be in charge.I don't feel like an ego maniac saying that either because its the truth. I can't believe I'm so different after two years. I mean I'm still a whiney annoying brat, I just whine about different things. Plus I grew some self esteem. I want to go back in time and punch myself. Of course I'll probably be saying this two years from now about this post. Eh. Whatever. 

blah blah blah blah I'm a dirty whore.

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09:42 am: YWABMW
My childhood was horrible. Why do I miss it so much?

Current Mood: confusedconfused

November 24th, 2005

10:04 am: everyone I wish I was
I could be just like you
beyond your lies and your proof

I could be just like you
nobody really needs the truth

We could be rainy days
I could escape in the palm of your pain

I could be just as free
as long as the cage is kept clean

We could make power plays
who could ever say no to such a beautiful face

I could be tied to your side
and when the rain comes in I'd know where to hide

We could play make believe
my heart will fit right there on your sleeve

I could be new again
if there was no me there'd be no need to pretend

I am your jealousy
just the bend in the plot that no one can see

I could be in your teeth
give a smile and a sparkle and a hand to a thief

We could share a soul
selling out just never gets old

I could be just like you...

Current Mood: constipated

October 31st, 2005

07:41 am: Best Friends.....Forever?
I woke up a few hours ago from a dream that was giant echo of my thoughts lately... I guess thats what dreams are actually, big beautiful echos. Lately I've been thinking, where do friends go? I've had many people come into my life, change me, touch me in ways that no one else could, and just bring things into my life that are what now makes me... me. Theres only one problem with that. Those friends aren't friends anymore. So I get to thinking...How do we end up losing eachother? Have we been rejected? Or did we simply just push them away? There are people who I used to spend every waking hour thinking of or talking to, and now when we see eachother in public there isn't even a simple hello uttered. These are the people who know some of our deepest secrets, our best inside jokes, our most embarassing moments, and we're to scared to make eye contact. Would it be so bad? Are we scared of ruining our memory of who they were with what they are now? I'm never sure what it really is...but I'm really really dying to know how this happened in the first place. How do you just STOP being best friends? Just like that. One day they are your world, and the next they don't even remember your phone number. Do we just get tired? Lazy? Do we really change that much? I keep trying to remember specifics of different people and how we lost touch, but it all just seems to be blurry. I wonder if its like that for them too. I wonder if they get frustrated when we don't say hello or if I've simply just become another unrecognizable face in the crowd. There are people from my past who I think about almost daily, some of them I'm scared of, some I wish would call, some I just want to know are still alive. How can such deep connections just fade away? Was there a fight I don't remember? Did you learn all you needed too and just move on to someone else? People need people to survive, to develop,to stay sane even. So why do we cut these connections? WHY CAN'T THE WHOLE WORLD JUST BE FRIENDS!?!? Damn, I have more questions now than when I started thinking about this. When I'm thinking it just drives me crazy how we can be so cold and forgetful. Things were beautiful... Shouldn't we want to hold onto that? If I had never met you...I wouldn't be the person I am today....that's a big freaking deal. Who would I be? Don't you deserve more than a small glance now. Don't I?

Hello :)

Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative

October 27th, 2005

03:00 am: Prozac?
Uhh...I've probably said a bunch of this shit before, but its just how I feel...again...or maybe I never stopped feeling it...whatever...just deal

Yeah so...I can't really afford thearpy anymore, or anything else for that matter, so I'm just going to do all my whining here and hope for the best. If you don't like whining you probably don't want to read this...ever.

Every other day I just can't help but think that I don't belong at my job. Its totally a confidence thing and I'm afraid I may never have any confidence. I try. I think I might have even improved a little, but things still go around in my head...and I'm always holding back. I work with some really talented people, some really outgoing people, and that actually makes me feel worse about myself. I just look around and think "what the hell am I doing here?", and I feel like the audience is thinking the same thing. Its like why is that girl singing that when there is someone who could sing it much better. Its little things like that that keep running me into the ground. I also have outside issues with myself that have been there every since I can remember. I have always had a big problem with my weight, every since I was like 7 or 8. I've always either been too skinny or too fat, and never ever satisfied. I am a walking eating disorder. Fuck it I'm a walking mental patient. I don't know why they ever let me out. I might as well be locked up, I'd probably be happier. I look outside and inside and all I see is icky, no matter what anyone says I'm never going to be good enough for me. I'm surrounded by beautiful people all the time, and I feel like I'm being swallowed whole. Its like I don't matter because I don't add up. When I was little my mom used to tell me I was the most beautiful girl in the world, yes she had her moments, and when I look in the mirror and I don't see the most beautiful girl in the world I feel like I've failed, I feel like I shouldn't show my face because its just a gigantic let down. So I've always had these feelings, they are a part of me no matter how hard I try or what anyone says. Sometimes on stage I want to say something, but I'm frozen. I'm frozen with the fear of rejection I know I deserve. And I get so scared because I think "is this it? Is this all I'm going to ever be?" Just a scared little girl, a failure, an annoyance. Sometimes I think I'd give anything just to go back to my childhood and be able to change things, to stand up to all those kids who called me names, to undo all the damage caused by my mother, to be someone other that this. Maybe no one ever changes. I'm meant to be frozen, I'm meant to be no one. I was given this great chance to have my job, and yes its only a karaoke show, but singing has always been so important to me, maybe thats why not belonging hurts so much...I feel like I can't do what I am so passionate about, and it breaks my heart into pieces. How can I ever have what it takes when negitive self esteem is all I've ever had. I can joke around, and sometimes I can fake it with the best of them, but my head is what keeps me far away from it. What if they don't laugh...what if they don't clap....what if I really am just a big joke?

Grr. Also tonight I got cut at like 12 and I didn't even get to work until 7:45. That really really pisses me off because the manager specifically said to cut me! Why me?! I was one of the last people to get there...shouldn't he have cut someone who got there like at 5:45? Doesn't that make more sense? I know he freaking hates me. Everyone is like blah blah he likes everyone. Bullfuckingshit. I was working hard tonight. I don't know what his deal is. I guess he agress with my theory that I don't belong there. Maybe no one likes me. I don't have a best friend, I haven't for years. I keep feeling like everytime anything comes out of my mouth people can't stand it. Like I'm a big huge dork and people only pretend to like me sometimes because they feel bad for me. Well fuck that. I don't know how to be more likeable. I wish I did. I have no people skills. I'm so worried that people are just constantly sitting there judging me that I just shit out of my mouth, or I freeze. I just wanna be loved. I just want to be one of those people that everyone gets excited to see and then runs up to give them a big hug. Heh...thats so silly but It'd just be nice. I just want someone to wonder one day "What is Tiffany up to?" and then maybe give me a call. I'm sure deep down everyone wants these things, they are so simple. Its crazy because there are so many people who I see as better than me and I would do anything to get them to pay attention but I don't want to use anyone. Argg...I'm so off every track. I have no idea where I started. I feel like a giant, like the jolly green ugly ass fat giant. I feel swollen in my own skin, and its not getting anymore comfy. I'm like seasame street...something here is not like the others something here doesn't belong.

I need another job too. I've filled out a couple applications, but nothing yet. We barely have money to cover our bills. I didn't realize how much being an adult was going to suck. I miss Matt being in the air force, that was so nice, and not just because of the good salad on base. Hardeeharhar. If he was still in I could get these damn lymph nodes checked out that have been swollen for 4 months, yes kids 4 months. I try not to touch them because sometimes I just get so scared I start to cry. Sometimes I joke about how it would be ok to have cancer cuz then I might lose some weight, or I could wear cool wigs, but I'm really just terrified. Maybe its nothing. I wont know until I can actually afford to go to the doctor, so everyone cross your fingers. Ok yes I am just a breath of fresh air...I'm going to stop now before I infect everyone else with this negitivity...oh too late? Sorry.

I love everyone :)

Current Mood: blahblah

September 11th, 2005

06:35 am: I peed in your pool
Today was really fun.
I feel unusual because my antidepressants are making me hairy.

I'm so happy. I just found out that I have been accepted into Harvard. And Yale. I don't know which to choose... oh, why is life so hard sometimes?

Last night I had to masturbate twenty times. I'm so horny. Click here to see my website.

I want to tell the world that I'm gay.

I am updating this journal for the first time in ages, because I've been in prison.

I want to say thanks to the academy for giving me this award.

I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, and should stop smoking drugs.


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