The adventures of Imogen Brookes

[imogen]

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    hi there. i never thought anyone would actually get on this webpage and read my entries but i guess you have if you're reading this, right? Anywho. I'm Imogen, Freshman at good ol' King Protea College. It's only its first year of schooling so i don't feel too daunted by everything but hey, welcome to my blog! [/justify][/td][/td][/tr]

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- pro-krass-tree-nay-shon
- nosyerg relyk
- busted with bad intentions
- i hate it
- maybe its getting better
- not much of a live you're living

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[imogen]

to comment,

lucien beauregard has commented on your post titled that one imaginary post over there: yo, belle. mon dieu. i just said "yo". never mind that. you and hale need to get together already. the rest of us are tired of waiting. ...and if you do not get together in two weeks, i am out twenty euro and you will have to make it up to me.

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pro-krass-tree-nay-shon MOOD: HAPPY-ISH • LOCATION: HOME, DUH• LISTENING TO: PASSENGER, LET HER GO i'm only going to describe today as great because of the most part. Lets underline that just a little bit; most part. The day started off alright, I was tired from job hunting and nervous about whether I'd get a call back from any of the places, so I made my way to the study hall to: a) get some revision done. b) have some peace and quiet. c) be a hermit. it was all going swell until Anthony made his way over to my desk. sure we're best friends and everything, but I can't help but feel attached to him, in more of a friendly way. Oh this isn't the best part either. The zombies (Seniors) were really mad that we were making a lot of noise, so we had to retreat to the second best place in town - Fro-yo. It was nice being able to escape school work, but i knew my old friend procrastination was about and distracting me in any way shape or form it could. bad procrastination. After that we went back to his apartment to watch Mean Girls, one of my personal favorite movies of all time. It was going great, doing things that y'know, friends did. Ate popcorn, quoted the movie as many times as we could and stuff, then, wait for it. drum roll, please. I kissed him. yep. thats right folks. So i ran away like a little girl and now im sitting here like an idiot wishing that I hadn't done it. Good news? I landed a job at the local Tattoo Parlor. April 10th. 2013                                             ~this has been nerd alert on another day of life signing out, Imogen

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nosyerg relyk MOOD: WHAT THE FUCK MAN • LOCATION: HOME • LISTENING TO: COME INSIDE What is going on. Kyler Greyson, big tattooed kid with the gauges in his ears? yeah. well, I haven't been too honest with the blog lately, and thats one thing I should be doing since it's just me on here, hey? Well. With everything going on with me and Ant and how confused I am and stuff I really, really haven't been thinking clearly, and that scares me. Kyler is a guy I work with at the Tattoo parlor with Brett and Pete. They all kind of look the same - hell, they could all pass as brothers easily. Anyway, I kinda, maybe slept with Kyler. I need to deal with my problems before they start hurting me and other people around me. I don't know if there is feeling there for Kyler - I'm pretty sure there isn't, but I don't want Anthony finding out because he's my best friend who I know I have feelings for, he's the one who gives me butterflies on a regular basis and makes me smile like an idiot and just - i need to stop typing this is ridiculous. Anyway, I only slept with Kyler a week or two ago, I kissed Anthony two days ago. Sure, hanging out with Kyler is fun and everything, but he just doesn't get me like Ant does. I saw Kyler tonight, I only got home a few minutes ago feeling guilty and stupid. He's just some guy, right? I don't know. But I can't let this get in the way of Anthony - who I will continue to avoid for as long as possible, i still can't believe I kissed him. April 12th, 2013                                             ~ this has been nerd alert on another day of life signing out, Imogen

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busted with bad intentions MOOD: LOVEY DOVEY • LOCATION: ANTS APARTMENT • LISTENING TO: GUILTY CONSCIENCE - EMINEM & DR DRE "Love is merely friendship on fire". In a nutshell, last night was pretty amazing. Anthony is amazing. I don't know what had gotten into me to think that I could just be friends with such an amazing human being. Sure, it was a memory that i couldn't quite remember, but the images are flashes and thoughts in my mind - we were just laughing about it before. I'm even wearing one of his big tee's and we made breakfast together. It was very domestic of us. The best part? He's still my best friend. I haven't even began to explain what happened. I had been avoiding Anthony at all costs after I kissed him that night after our whole day together. He'd found me a few days later at the Park and everything I was praying not to happen didn't! Everything was actually pretty fine. We both agreed to stay friends, but because of our compatibility we could add extra 'benefits' to our relationship - it was great, I was happy. Before long we'd decided to go out for some celebratory drinks, and we drank like fish. It was ridiculous. One thing led to another and now i'm sitting here in my underwear and Ant's big tee-shirt drinking tea and eating Bacon and Egg's that we both made together. I'm happy we did this, I'm actually Happy! Just how long will it last though? I'm never this happy for long. April 15th, 2013                                             ~ this has been nerd alert on another day of life signing out, Imogen

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i hate it. MOOD: DON'T ASK. • LOCATION: HOME• LISTENING TO: JAMES BLUNT, TEARS AND RAIN It's done. we're over. Just like that. I can't believe I actually thought this would last. How stupid could I be? I'm studying a scientific degree for gods sake! I don't know what I'm going to do. I've deleted his number from my phone, erased every picture we took together, everything. It's gone. He assured me it wasn't even my fault, he'd just found someone better. It hurts. I haven't stopped crying since I ran out of FroYo with the bad news. I'm sitting on my bed thinking about what a mess i've become. Do I even want to be here? I don't know anymore. Kyler and I haven't spoken for weeks now because he found out about me and Ant, and now Ant is off with that other girl, and i'm alone. Alone as usual. I'm sick of this, i'm sick of everything. I don't know who I've become but I hate them. I lost two of my best friends because my ovaries were talking for me and now im back to being the nerd I was in high school with no friends and no one taking any notice of me. I hate myself. I hate me. I hate everything.                                             ~this has been nerd alert on another day of life signing out, Imogen

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maybe its getting better MOOD: RELIEVED • LOCATION: MY APARTMENT • LISTENING TO: MEDICINE - DAUGHTER What I wasn’t expecting today happened. After everything that Kyler and I have been through, with me breaking his heart and shattering his confidence and completely ruining any kind of friendship that was there in the first place, he came back to me. I opened up my door last night to see the tall, tattooed boy with his arms full of my favourite foods and movies; Disney of course was on the books for the night ahead. Things fell right back into how they had been before, what with our movie nights and continuously stuffing our faces with foods we really didn’t need to be devouring. I feel things getting slowly back to normal. I don’t feel as down in the dumps as I did 12 hours ago. Kyler always has his ways of being so adorable that I forget about everything that’s on my mind and focus on what a dork he is. I missed my best friend after the weeks that he’d fallen out of my life. Anthony is still no where to be seen, and I guess that’s really the only downfall in this situation. After talking with Kat about everything, I decided that maybe I should just let him be happy with the new girl he wishes to be with. I mean, it would be the more mature thing to do right? Then again, sometimes I don’t want to be mature about things. May 20th, 2013                                             ~ this has been nerd alert on another day of life signing out, Imogen

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not much of a life you're living. MOOD: SAD • LOCATION: ROOM 4B, TERMINAL WING• LISTENING TO: SILENCE I haven't had the courage to post here for a long time. Too long, maybe. The funny thing about this all is that I thought it was just for me, that I could spill out all of my thoughts onto the net and no one would ever lay eyes on it.Now that i've started treatment for Cancer I dont think i really care what anyone elses opinions are of me - I'll be gone soon enough, they won't have any opinions then, will they? The worst part, you ask? The fact that i'm carrying a miniature Anthony Suarez in my stomach and if I die, so does it. I care more for it than I have anything else ever before, and It scares me that I could lose it to this fight against cancer. Ant has said he'll be there for me as things begin to get tough, but will he? Will anyone? Since I moved into this wing a few weeks ago, I've had a total of 3 visitors, including the resident doctor who comes in to play chess with me once a week to see how i'm coping. I didn't ask for this to happen to me, I wasn't that bad of a person was I? I dont know what to think anymore. I'm on the third story here, I wouldn't really feel it if I jumped one night, and people would be released from having to call and text, pretending they care about me. I just want to be happy again, not some depressed pile of bones with a protruding bump. I've begun to look a little more normal because of my weight gain with the baby - my cheeks dont look so hollow. Ant even said I was 'glowing' a few times. Its sweet of him to be here so often, but I hate that I keep him away from his studies. I feel like an idiot. I'll be going into my 15th week tomorrow and i'm mildly excited? I get another ultrasound to have a look at the little tadpole inside me, and I guess Ant might be a little happier to see me with a smile on my face instead of constantly crying like I'd been doing late at night. We haven't been getting much sleep recently, I constantly toss and turn. Everywhere aches, and I'm always feeling like I should be eating even when my stomach wont take anymore. I don't know how long I can cope with this all..                                             ~this has been nerd alert on another day of life signing out, Imogen

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