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2008 9 July :: 7.51pm
:: Mood: tired
el. oh. el.
I was singing Even Flow earlier, and just a few minutes ago Taylor was like, "eeeven flooow, I don't even know this fucking soong." I laughed forever. It was perfect.
Anyway... We just got our power back on. I don't know why it went away, but it was off for a few hours. Everyone around us lost it too. I was just kind of hanging out with Taylor, then we got really bored, so we decided to go see if there was any mail, or if dad had gotten it. When I opened the mailbox, though, there were a million ants, so we went and got bug spray and killed them. Then we walked all over looking for more and killed them too. I hate ants with a passion. And they freak me out.
Um... I think we're almost kind of done with the roof. My fingers are like fucking raw from taking the nails out of the old shingles, because mom doesn't want to haul them off. She's layering them around the pool, and then she's going to pour gravel on top of them so that there isn't any grass near the pool. I approve of the idea, I just don't like fucking pulling nails out of them. I stabbed my toe yesterday, and my entire foot was sore this morning when I woke up.
It was cool though, cause mom and dad went to Wheaton, and brought me back biscuits and gravey with some bacon. Dad woke me up and gave it to me, along with a cup of coffee. It had been forever since I was given breakfast in bed and it was awesome.
<3 mah fasha.
Anyway, Tessi might break up with Travis, and I just know she's going to want to move in with us when we get the house (which should be pretty soon, probably the end of July/beginning of August). I could not and will not live with her. I'll like... die.
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2008 6 July :: 5.06pm
:: Mood: content
:: Music: Wasting My Time - Default
I is baaack. I am so stinkin sunburnt, too. It hurts =(
It was kind of a shitty trip. It rained a lot, everyones tents leaked. Then Trevor got sick.
All that was alright, though, like it didn't bother me too much. However the third day, we were all down at the rock everyone jumps off of, it's what the place is named after, and the water is really fucking deep, thanks to the tons of rain lately, and so this guy jumped off of another rock close by, head first. He never came back up, so they called the police and they drug the waters for like 45 minutes before they found his body. I wish that I had just left, but I was like holding one of the little kids that was like... part of his family or some shit, idk who it was, so I couldn't really. I saw him, too. His face was all busted up, I guess where he hit something in the water. His body had gotten caught up in some trees on the bottom and the current and pushed or pulled or something and he was all just... nasty. I don't know. It was really scary, and I keep having horrible dreams of it being like people I know, especially my dad. Luckily I made Taylor and Trevor, and all my cousins go back to the camp site or they would have seen it too. It was just really fucked up.
Idk, I've been to a lot of open casket funerals or visitations or whatever, so it's not like that was the first time I've ever seen a dead body, but like... stuff.
/shrugs.
I'm sure I'll get over it sooner or later.
Anyway, I'm so fucking happy to be back. I'm like dying to talk to Kell, but currently he's set to away. I have to babysit for Grandma tomorrow, so I'm staying the night over here, and Ashley's laptop is quickly dying. You can't plug it up and let it charge, either, until everyone's asleep cause it fucks up the tv and makes it all static-like, and then grandma bitches. So... looks like no Kelly tonight, and he'll be at work tomorrow, so maybe tomorrow night when I get home I can talk to him.
Oh, and we're totally getting the house in Cassville. I'm so fucking excited that I'll finally be out of the house. And we're going to get high speed internet, and I'll have service for my phone... zomg. Dreams are coming true in the next month or two. Happy, happy am I.
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2008 1 July :: 10.12am
:: Mood: dorky
Oh geeeeze. Guess who's forced to go camping?
Oh! *raises hand*
Me..... Joyous. Five whole days without Kelly = sad times.
So, last night I decided I was upset that I had ever taken my nose ring out, so I shoved it back in. It hurt so fucking bad. It still hurts so fucking bad. However, it will get better and I'll still have it. Makes me happy.
I didn't quite think about this, but Sunday I kind of got into it with my Sunday School teacher (who is a dumb bitch) about piercings and shit, and she was all like "Oooh God says don't mark your body in any way blah blah" and I was like "yeah, I don't think it matters. He says not to eat shrimp and people do. He says not to gamble and people do. I think a little earring isn't going to piss him off too badly." And she was all like huffy and shit with me, and then I go and get my nose ring back... Kind of looks like I was doing such things to spite her, but I really wasn't. I didn't think of that until this morning.
Oh well though, she's an asshat and can blow me.
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2008 29 June :: 3.27pm
:: Mood: bored
:: Music: Unreachable - Ashlee Simpson
Mert.
So we pretty much have a repeat preformance of yesterday, I guess.
I think there will be plenty plenty of those. In some weird way I think it's her way of making me want to stay home. We don't necessarily like each other, but like, she still wants me to stay here... Yeah, I know, it makes no sense. But when I was going to go to Michigan for school, she got extremely hateful; now that I'm getting ready to move out, she's doing the same. She got pretty hostile with Ashley when she moved out too, now that I think about it.
/shrug
The woman is fucked up. No denying it.
Anyway, I'm going to apply for a job at Ark of the Ozarks. It's a facility that houses handicapped people, be it physical or mental. My grandma Harrison was a foster parent ever since my mom was like 10, and she just quit a few years ago, and she usually had handicapped people, so I've been around it my entire life. I am therefore rather confident that I'll be taken seriously. I have a lot more experiance than two of my friends that work there, so... fingers crossed I guess.
I can't apply yet, though. Well, I could, but they require you to have a CDL license. So, I'm going to study for that, take the test, and then apply and hopefully impress them with the fact that I already have that. Yeah, I'm kind of being a brown noser, but hell if I care. If it'll get me a job, it's well worth it imo.
The only downfall is that it's in Monett and that's about 30-40 minutes away = ugh. I may just stick with working third shift at Wal-Mart. I've already thought all that through, it'll allow me to make all my classes without changing my schedual, and if/when we move to Cassville, it'll be like less than five minutes away from the house.
I don't know yet, though.
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2008 28 June :: 10.36pm
:: Mood: sad
:: Music: Utopia - Alanis Morissette
Blah.
So, today was a fucking pile of shit.
Mom made me feel so fucking small, and... fuck if I deserved it. I want to just scream and yell and swear up and down that I hate her, but for the life of me, I can't hate her. Oh, I can say it fairly convinsingly, I'm sure, but I never mean it. I want to hate her so bad, but at the end of it all, she's my mom, ya know? It's like some horrible joke being played; I simply cannot hate her. I love her. She's malicious, and rude, and will stop at nothing to make sure that she has thoroughly ruined your day. She'll say one thing and then do something completely different. She makes it her goal to publicly humiate you as much as possible, she's sarcastic and she does shit just to set you off so that you get in this huge fight, and then she threatens to kick you out and take away, for me, the computer, shut off the internet, not let me drive.... and despite every single fucking thing, I love her.
I feel like an idiot because I love her so much. I fucking defend her all the time because my dad's side of the family is always ragging on her and saying shit, and I fucking defend her. I want to tell her that, but I never can. I'm sure it would start even more problems with her and dad. I wish that they would just get a fucking divorce already.
Everyone's like, "oh you're so lucky your parents are still together, that's so amazing."
The fuck it is. It'll be amazing when I can go one day without my mom calling my dad an asshole and dad punching the shit out of something. One day where they come home and are pleased to see each other and kiss and hug rather than scream.
Anyway, enough of that. Good news: Dad got the job he applied for. It's the carpentry teacher for the Vo-Tec program at Monett school. He's horribly excited and it's awesomely cute. However, when he was working with his construction crew, the company put out for gas, he never had to pay for it, and now... he's kind of on his own there. And it's going to suck up a lot driving to Monett and back each day. Mom and dad are kind of flirting with the idea of moving, but they don't really want to, so who knows how that will turn out.
Doesn't matter, I'm getting out of here anyway. We found a house to rent in Cassville and so as soon as August gets here, we're moving in. It'll be me, Ash, Lacey, and Samantha. There's another room, but we don't really know anyone who want's to move, or at least I don't. Plus, they would so get the short end of the stick, because it's a tiny ass room, and is more suited as a storage room, or a guest bedroom.
I'm pretty sure that Taylor and Trev will be staying over a lot, as well as Brooklyn and Gus. And Sam has two cousins that are basically siblings. So, a lot of people will be able to put it to use, so we're not too concerned, though it would be nice to split the rent and expenses five ways instead of four, but whatever.
And as soon as school is done with, baby, here I come. No more long distance shit. It's doing okay, we're fine and everything, but fuuuuck I want to be held =(
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2008 24 June :: 12.59am
:: Mood: sleepy
:: Music: That's What You Get - Paramore
I was all sad and cry-ish in my bed today and then mom got home and killed me for being a bum and made me get ready and she took me shopping to make me happy. It really shocked me; she's an asshole and this is the first non-asshole thing that she's done in a really fucking long time. I actually had fun too, we just walked around the mall talking and stuff. And she bought me three new bras and a pair of adorable heels. Then we bought some hair dye.
And no, Kelly, it's not the purple color. It's pretty much my natural hair color with a bit more red in it. I haven't done it yet, because we got back late and she went to sleep, but I'm excited.
My dad just gave me a, "are you kidding me with this?" look when we got home because the two times I've ever dyed my hair, it had horrific results. First time we attempted highlights. We ended up with orange streaks all over. Second time, my hair was this like neon red, then purple, and it ended up this strange, awkward maroon color.
= Sad times.
Hopefully this one turns out as it should =)
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2008 22 June :: 9.29pm
:: Mood: discontent
Jacob moved to Kentucky with our friend Tylor. They tried to get me to come along, but... yeah, I didn't do that obv.
Anyway, long story short, my best friend in the entire world moved away and I just want to bawl my eyes out. It wasn't like set in stone that he was leaving with Ty, and he always says he's going to do all this shit and never does it, so our goodbye was kind of half assed.
Ugh, I just... don't want to be alone? Yeah.
I want monies to move to MI.
/sigh
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2008 20 June :: 8.00pm
:: Mood: Contented
Don't Cross the Streams
RGay: We could play rock band i have a voice like an angel
Emlah: An angel getting it's neck wrung by an angry god.
RGay: Only if he had marshmellow hands :>
Emlah: XD Angry marshmallow god.
RGay: Ghostbusters XD
Emlah: So true. XD
RGay: Just remember em... Dont cross the streams.
My friends are stupid. XDD
Just finished Ironside, the sequel to Tithe, by Holly Black. She writes pretty epicly.
Currently working through Carrie by Stephen King - looove the movie, reading the book.
Need to read more of the NECRONOMICON e--e;
Finally made my little brother's duct tape wallet I promised him.
Hopefully get my business going.
YOU WANT COUTURE, HAND-MADE DUCT TAPE ACCESSORIES?
YOU'VE COME TO THE RIGHT LADY.
<3
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2008 20 June :: 5.22pm
I miss the sound of your voice
And I miss the rush of your skin
And I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in
If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
I'd make you believe
I'd make you forget
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love
I miss the sound of your voice
The loudest thing in my head
And I ache to remember
All the violent, sweet
Perfect words that you said
If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
I'd make you believe
I'd make you forget
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire in the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire in the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love
I miss the pull of your heart
I could taste the sparks on your tongue
I see angels and devils
And God, when you come on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me, drown me in love
It's all wrong, it's all wrong
It's all wrong, it's so right
So come on, get higher
So come on and get higher
'Cause everything works, love
Everything works in your arms
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2008 19 June :: 11.53pm
:: Mood: Cynical, quiet, out of it, etc.
:: Music: Scary Kids Scaring Kids
So it's been like.. forever.
And I think this place might be moar private than LJ. Though I don't want privacy.. or something.
I don't remember.
Hi.
Shit has happened.
A lot of shit.
Maybe I'll spill my guts tomorrow.
.. probably.
Right now, quiet time.
~wavies~
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2008 19 June :: 2.28pm
:: Mood: ecstatic
zomg /returns
Week and a half and one new hard drive later... Hai again.
Absolutely nothing of interest has taken place in my absense, save for Tuesday night when I went to Heather's bachelorette party. I enter the door (which has penises all over it) and get two smirnoffs shoved into my hand. They want to see me chug them, because Heather doesn't believe I have mad skills. Naturally I prove her wrong =)
The night carries on in about the same manner, and by one I'm completely drunk and there's a video of me fellating this paper penis. I don't know how I pulled through with nary a paper cut on me, but luckily I did.
I then, for some reason, am compelled to leave. This was pretty spectacularly timed because Jacob and Juan were driving around and they were both texting me saying I should leave the party and go hang out with them. So, I did and amused them with my drunk person talk.
Theeeen yesterday evening I got my computer and ran over to Renkoski's house and stole his internets to dl shit and steal his music so that it wouldn't take me 80 years. However, when I got home, I deleted the music accidentally. 7 fucking gigs. Gone. I'm so damn pissed about this but wtf ever.
Uh... mom and dad left yesterday afternoon for Oklahoma to have a little ... sex time I guess, idk. Anyway, they're gone until sometime Saturday. Taylor left this morning to go with her friend Kenslee to a Taylor Swift concert and she won't be back until Saturday either. So, it's just me and bub.... which makes me sad because all he wants to do is have me be quiet so he can watch cartoons.
At least I has my computer now!
The only poopy thing is that my wisdom teeth are STILL coming in and it hurts like no other =(
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2008 15 June :: 7.12pm
:: Mood: curious
Professional Pain
Rant: I wonder if God especially made some friends to be professional pains in people's asses.
7:15 PM
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2008 11 June :: 2.05pm
:: Mood: disappointed
Blah.
So, my parents aren't really caring that the computer is screwed up. "We don't get on it... that's your thing, so you fix it," but I don't have a million dollars to take it in and get it fixed... if it's even fixable. Sometimes it will turn on, other times it's just like "oh, hey, I'm a bitch."
I'm sure they wouldn't be so... uncaring about the whole thing, but we just spent $3,000 to reshingle the house, plus when Trevor had to stay in the hospital, it racked up an almost $8,000 bill, and mom's new insurance thing made our deductible $6,000. So since March we've had to pay $9,000+ when we didn't really plan on it, on top of regular bills and shit. In other words, money's rather tight now, so it was like the worst timing for the computer fuck up.
Ugh, I'm on Ashley's computer and for some retarded reason I can't like... okay, she doesn't have Google Chat, obviously, there's not a need for it. So I just signed in and was on the gmail page and Kelly said something and it wouldn't like show what he said or let me talk back so idk what just happened. I just closed out because it annoyed me.
It feels like I haven't talked to Kelly in ages and it's really starting to get to me. I was excited about talking to him today, but google won't even let me do shit. I am so going to like slit some throats if things don't start going my way; this shit's getting ridiculous.
Anyway, I've been listening to "Thank You" by Dido a lot and I like it but it makes me really sad.
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad
I drank too much last night, got bills to pay,
my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today,
I'm late for work again
And even if I'm there, they'll all imply
that I might not last the day
And then you call me and it's not so bad,
it's not so bad and
I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life
Push the door, I'm home at last
and I'm soaking through and through
Then you hand me a towel
and all I see is you
And even if my house falls down,
I wouldn't have a clue
Because you're near me and
I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life
Now that I've eaten up all the space on everyone's Friend page... Much love to everyone, I miss people... especiall my person =(
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2008 9 June :: 11.55pm
:: Mood: procrastination
:: Music: Somewhere Over The Rainbow by Israel Kamakawiwo'ole
Procrastination Makes the Quarter Drag On
In about 12 hours my finals will be over with and 4 hours after that my job will end. My spring quarter of the 2007-2008 year will be finished.
Rant:
-My procrastination for studying for this final. Aughhh... I really should get down to studying and making my one page of notes. Just not studying makes this quarter seem like it's dragging on, until of course in the morning when I'll be rushing around.
-Saying "good-bye" to my friends that are graduating and will be moving on to universities. I'll miss them all so much.
Rave:
-My math teacher allowing us to have one page notes, front and back, for our cumulative math final.
-The end of the quarter.
-Going out for an "end of a quarter" celebration with my sweetie. Plus, as a bonus it has been one month since we officially started dating. A "month-versary" he calls it.
-The end of this quarter.
12:07 AM
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2008 8 June :: 12.32am
O.O;;
http://img.moonbuggy.org.nyud.net:8080/i-had-a-mishap-this-morning/
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2008 6 June :: 11.41am
:: Mood: morose
So computer problems are taking up my life now. Kell told me how to do things to possibly fix it, but like... I'm not too awesome with computers so I think I'll just take it to the computer shop and let them do things. They've not killed it yet and we've been going there forever so that's saying something. But yeah, like... ugh. I want a new computer but mom probably won't agree that we need a new one which could be a problem. At least it'll be a problem until I punch her in the uterus and she changes her mind. Ha.
Anyway, hopefully my baby can sustain the weekend cause I can't get her in until Monday.
*crosses fingers*
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2008 5 June :: 7.32pm
:: Mood: exhausted
:: Music: Creep - Radiohead
Porcupines
Mom's been a huge dick lately. She's so damn psychotic, it's frustrating and annoying.
Dad was offered a job at Monett school as a Votec teacher for construction. It's the fourth time he's been offered and this time he said alright. He had an interview with the bigshots yesterday, now he's got to get his application and resume filled out then have another interview with some other people and then he'll find out. If he gets it he'll have to leave June 30th for a week long seminar in St. Louis. He's excited and it's cute. I really hope he gets it for his sake. Plus it'll be a huge pay raise so, yeah, that's always awsome.
I have fuzz on my necklace and it won't come off. it just scoots along the chain. It's slightly amusing that fuzz is kicking my ass. It's equally annoying; I want it gone.
Um... I'm starting to get quite the tan. I fell asleep on the deck and no one saved me, so my back got burnt, but it's quickly fading into a tan. It's weird to see dark legs instead of translucent ones. It's a good weird though; Ashley's not making fun of me anymore.
Anyway, Kell's got a match tonight and so I've got an hour to waste so I do believe I'll go steal the remote from Taylor.
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2008 3 June :: 3.03pm
:: Mood: mellow
:: Music: Sober - Tool
So last night was great. Kelly and I talked about things that needed to be talked about and I was put to ease on a few issues that bothered me. Then my friend Chubbs messaged me and asked if I wanted to go over to his house and play Scrabble - a game that I'm obsessed with. Also, something in which Kelly owes me four games of. We played a few games of that with Renkoski and then we went across the street to Chubbs' little persons house, Amber. They were having a *small* party and the three of us went to the living room and played Balderdash (another great game). After I kicked their asses on that one, we went outside and listened to music and watched drunk people which is highly entertaining. They slowly all passed out and we stayed up until four just listening to music and talking about stuff. Definitely a good time.
The only thing that sucked is that there was this couple and they were all lovey and mushy and making out and just talking and... ugh. It made me sad and I missed Kelly far too much.
But yeah, slept until like one this afternoon so... woops. But whatever, I had a great night.
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2008 1 June :: 6.10pm
:: Mood: nauseated
(Possibly boring) Recap
This weekend was friggin awesome. I just packed my shit up and went to Ashley's and stayed for the duration of the weekend. Anyway, we've been hanging out with Lacey and Jake a lot lately, which is cool, I like them both and get along with them great, as does Ashley.
Anyway, there's this cemetery around here and it's claimed to be haunted so we went and checked it out.
I'm reluctant to say that we saw actual things, but I know for sure I imagined I saw shit and it was scary. There were definitely undeniable noises that I can't reason away as birds or the wind. It was scary; it's amazing how psyched out you can get yourself. Anyway, we went to Concord (the cemetery) at 2 a.m. Saturday morning, finally left at around 5 a.m. We then decided we were hungry and went and ate at this little diner at 5:30 in the morning. There were actually people there. You should not be awake at that time, it's ridiculous.
Anyway, Jake goes home, as do Ash and I, at like 7:00. We tried to sneak in the house but grandma heard us and killed us for being out all night. We go upstairs, finish our movie that we were watching before Jake called us to go, and then sleep until 5 in the afternoon.
Didn't really do much for the rest of the day.
Later at around eight Dad came over to give Ashley a letter she got in the mail and asked if we wanted to go work on his truck with him. We said no for the off chance Jake would want to do something again. Then we felt like dicks, got ready, and went and surprised him and had a nice couple hours just hanging out with him.
As we were getting ready to leave at like midnight Jake calls me and wants to know if we wanted to do something. We end up going back out to Concord. I had a really really bad feeling about it, and we were in the actual cemetery for maybe ten minutes before we got too scared to be there anymore, and hopped in Ashley's car. We sat in it for an hour or so. We finally left when it sounded like something was walking up the back of the car onto the hood. Scariest thing ever. Especially when you have a fear of zombies. Then we went and hung out in Cassville for awhile. Ashley and I had church to go to, but we didn't want to blow Jake off and he was completely awake so we went back to Ashley's to watch a movie. It was the Departed and like 30 minutes into it I'm asleep. Ashley stayed awake for however long and then when she started to fall asleep Jake left.
I like died during church, and came home and slept from one until like 5:45.
It was a rather eventful weekend and definitely enjoyable. Ashley said that I should just pack all my shit up and stay at Grandma's during the weekends and I think I just might do that. Kelly leaves and goes to events so I like never talk to him until Sunday and I would come home after church anyway, so I would still have the ability to do just that so really there's not much that's holding me back.
On a different note, I'm sick. I've got an insanely horrible headache and I feel like I'm going to get sick. It's pretty fail..
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2008 29 May :: 4.58pm
:: Mood: listless
:: Music: That Green Gentleman - Panic At The Disco
I'm not sure how well this little summer escapade is going to blow over. Kelly doesn't have the money to come down here, and frankly I don't have the money to go up there. At least not right now. I won't go as far to say that I won't be up there at all this summer, but I'm also not going to say that it's looking in our favor atm. Life just seems to catch up with people at the worst of times.
My parents have this little car that I'll use for now until I get a chance to take out a loan on a better one -and have the money to make the monthly payments- and I'm going to fill out an application for EFCO which is this window like place, and see about working there with Renkoski. I'll also fill one out for Wal-Mart and work from like 10pm - 7am because that's pretty much the only shift that they're hiring for. I guess that's fine, I can't really be too picky right now anyway. I'm not opposed to two jobs, especially when I don't really have much else going during the summer. Once school starts I'll have to cut back, of course. The only thing to worry about is talking to Kell.
I know there's this huge deal about not having any regrets, but I do. My regret is not just saying fuck it and going to Ferris last August. I wouldn't have these problems now. I have so much guilt from that and it just weighs me down more and more. I feel like I've wasted so much of our relationship, of our life, just waiting to be together. I could have been there. We could have been together.
I think I'll always regret that.
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