
Mai White
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January 15, 2008Relationship Status
Highschool
College
Interests
Art, God, Music
Bands/Artists
Isis, Mastadon, White Stripes, Killswitch Engage, Tool, A Perfect Circle, Slipknot, Dinosoar Jr., Rasputina, Phillip Glass, NIN, Johnny Cash, Patsy Cline, As I Lay Dying, Avenged Sevenfold, Black Label Society, Cannibal Corpse, Norma Jean, Norah Jones, and more. much more.
Movies
High Tension, Land of the Dead, May, Girl Interupted, Frida, Pollock, Girl With Pearl Earring, and, again, more.
Books
Ariel by Sylvia Plath, art books, artist diaries
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FRUSTRATION
August 03, 2006I am getting really fucking sick and tired of people being so damn inconsiderate, especially girls. If I even attempted half of the shit I have to put up with from people, I would be hated. Probably stoned. But I'm supposed to just sit back and take it. People care more about what they lose or gain from a situation than what's best for other people. Selfish. It pisses me off, and oh oh OH how I want to go into more detail, but it's best not to start shit. And I'm trying to be as mature about all of this as I possibly can be so I guess a vague post on phusebox will have to do for now. But who knows what the future holds.
Disapointment
July 13, 2006The relevant parts of Jewel's "Foolish Games":Always felt I was outside looking in on you
You were always the mysterious one with dark eyes and careless hair
You were fashionably sensitive, but too cool to care
Then you stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather
Well in case you failed to notice, in case you failed to see
This is my heart bleeding before you, this is me down on my knees
These foolish games are tearing me apart
Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart
You're breaking my heart
You were always brilliant in morning
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee
You philosophies on art, Baroque moved you
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
You'd teach me of honest things
Things that were daring, things that were clean
So I hid my soiled hands behind my back
Somewhere along the line I must've gone off track with you
Excuse me, think I've mistaken you for somebody else
Somebody who gave a damn, somebody more like myself
These foolish games are tearing me apart
You're tearing me, tearing me, tearing me apart
Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart
You're breaking my heart
Long time
June 18, 2006It has been quite some time since I've made an entry. And now here I am with nothing to say.....Well, I got a new car. My nutso dad bought a Ford Explorer from my brother, decided he didn't like it, and traded it to me for my crappy Toyota, Camry. His loss. I'm happy. I wanted a big car from the very start, but got stuck with Bella instead. Oh well. It's better now. I have a car with breaks that actually work.
Other than that....Andrew's show Thursday night was awesome. I was going to brag about him a lot, but he wouldn't stop peaking over my shoulder so he lost his bragging-girlfriend-moment.
I have to run an errand for my mom and then we're off to dinner at Andrew's parents'. Farewell.