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rayray

:: 2007 17 March :: 9.38pm

You want a rant? I'll give you a rant.
For the record, I don't do drugs.
Drugs are not the reason for my increased weight loss.
I haven't ever done drugs. I have no intention of ever doing drugs.
And Mike doesn't do them either.
I wouldn't date someone who does drugs because they make me uncomfortable, and it's not something that I want to be a part of my life.
If you really knew me, you'd know that.
The reason I have limited my friends to a few, is because a lot of the time they only want me to come party with them.
I'm not a big 'i like to party' kind of person.
Plus, during the week, I don't feel like doing shit, because I have to get up at 4:30 every morning.
And for a person that needs atleast 8 hours of sleep a night my days are cut short.
My weekends consist of me sharing a vehicle.
It sucks, trust me.
But I don't see any of you making an effort to come my way.
God for bid you drive to come see me.
It won't kill you.
You don't like my boyfriend, and there are various reasons, some of them I know, but I am dying to hear all of them.

He doesn't hold me captive.
He doesn't control me.
I make my own decisions.
And if anyone gets treated like shit, it's him.
I am a total jack-ass.

I don't see why I get so pissed about stuff like this, when I shouldn't have to justify myself.
I shouldn't make my decisions based on what makes you guys happy.
The only person that has been supportive of my being with Mike, is Carley.
And I thank her for that.

You all amaze me.

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rayray

:: 2007 17 March :: 2.03pm

I didn't think one human could experience so many emotions
Yesterday was cram packed full of not being home.
I went to Rockford to donate blood, but my iron was too low.
One percentage.
I then traveled home to change my shirt and shoes, and on the road i was again.
Micki and I went to Wal-mart to get my eyebrows waxed and then we went to howard city.
We had plans to go to the movies, but that quickly changed when we felt like watching the Matrix Trilogy.
So we went and got them from my dad, and ended up watching tv for like 3 hours.
So then we came back here and I fell asleep and she left sometime.. haha
Oooh, and I got checked out by 3 weirdo's at the gas station.
Now I sit here eating my subway wishing I had KFC mac & cheese.

Next weekend is Hotel in Lansing.
I'm excited about that!

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chelthesmell

:: 2007 15 March :: 7.27pm

I'm sick.
The kid I babysit is sick.
I'm stressed from school and whatnot.
Didn't even go today.
I have sucha bad headache and a fever.
So gay.
I dont know if I'm going anywhere this weekend or not.
It all depends...

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chelthesmell

:: 2007 12 March :: 4.23pm
:: Mood: pleased

Quitting babysitting after tomorrow!
Horray!
Starting a job washing dishes at the Eagles in a couple of days.
I'm excited.
Cant wait for money that doesnt involve children 24/7.
Cant wait for my taxes to come back.
I love money.
YAYYAYYAY!!

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rayray

:: 2007 10 March :: 11.46pm

Because I make everyone angry, I cause arguments that don't need to be started and people assume way too much out of one simple statement I will hardly ever update anymore.

There, done.

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rayray

:: 2007 9 March :: 4.55pm

So apparently I must explain the whole being punched in the face story.
Let me start by saying, it was an ACCIDENT!
We wrestle. It happens. Not the first time I've caught a fist to the jaw or anything like that.
He doesn't do it intentionally.
I try to be all ninja swift and lets face it, Im not.
MIKE DID NOT PURPOSELY HIT ME.
Is that spelled out enough?
He won't hit me intentionally.
I promise.
If he did, I'd hit him back and leave him.

So please, don't leave me drunken voicemails saying you're going to kill him and burry him somewhere.
I get that you're concerned.

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rayray

:: 2007 7 March :: 7.09pm

I took a punch in the face today.
All I got was a fat lip, and some blood.
No biggy. Nothing I can't handle.
It's going on 2 weeks that I haven't talked to my mother.
My dad got hurt at work yesterday.
I got my glasses back.
I might be getting transfered to Rockford.
Greenville sucks the big anus.
That about wraps up all the details of my life.

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chelthesmell

:: 2007 7 March :: 4.29pm

It's official! I can go to the Dropkick Murphy's concert on Saturday! I'm excited!! =) YAY!!!

Edit:::

Scratch that. Turns out it's sold out.

So gay...=(

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chelthesmell

:: 2007 6 March :: 4.11pm

It's so cold in here.
I started my application for GRCC. Need to pay yet though.
Probably going to look for some grants in a couple of days so that's cool.
Cold, bored, and hungry. Yup. That's about it.



End.

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rayray

:: 2007 3 March :: 9.11am

Im in a lot of pain right now.
I slipped on some ice last night walking down some stairs.
And my back made pretty good friends with one of the cement steps.
Im having trouble walking and it SUCKS.
Every step I take, puts me in tears.
Anyway Im off to go lay in bed some more.
This weather sucks.

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chelthesmell

:: 2007 2 March :: 4.16pm
:: Mood: Tired, lonely, and annoyed.

7th Snowdays so far this year.
Kinda badass I guess.
I get some awesome bank on snowdays with these kids.
Granted one of them is a total brat sometimes.
The other one is pretty cute though so that's a plus.
AJ's mom is probably bringing me a car today so that rocks.
I think I'll do my taxes tomorrow and get my hair cut probably.
I'll probably go spend the night at my sister Janis' tonight.
She misses me I'll bet.

But thank goodness graduation is set in stone, or else I'd have to be making up these snowdays later on. haha! suckers!


End.

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chelthesmell

:: 2007 1 March :: 9.42am

So I just cleaned up shit.
Not just any ol' dog shit or anything, kid shit.
And not out of a diaper or anything normal like you'd be thinking, but off of the floor.
Just some random ass diariah that couldn't make it to the toilet I guess.
He's only three and still potty training and I'm pretty sure he's sick, so I wont rub his nose in it like AJ and Justin advised.
I just threw the rub that it was on outside to freeze and his parents can clean it up. I guess it's easier to clean that way, atleast that's what my mom said.

Well that's the highlight of my snow/ice day so far, and it's not even 11 am yet.
Man it's going to be some day...

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rayray

:: 2007 28 February :: 8.06pm

I know that I complain a lot about all of my problems, but I swear one of these days, it'll be for a good cause.
Right now, I just have a lot of venting to do.

I've quit talking to my mother.
She's been trying for days to contact me.
She keeps leaving me voicemails, and last night she told me I need to leave Mike for this guy that lives in GERMANY and is being shipped to Iraq for a year and a half.
Fuck that. I'm NOT leaving my boyfriend who I love entirely for a guy, that I had a crush on when I was 12.
Im not going to listen to someone who cheated on their husband with who knows how many guys and then blame the divorce on him. I refuse.
Im not going to listen to someone who turns trick for a bag of weed TWO DAYS AFTER she sits there and tells me she LOVES Joe.
I'm sick of her bullshit.
She needs help but she refuses to get it. She's in denial.
She left me a voicemail today saying that she's going to assume that I'm pregnant and too scared to tell her and thats why I'm avoiding her.
What the fuck kind of voicemail is that?
Honestly.
She doesn't realize that she's hurting everyone around her.
She's pushing everyone away from her and it doesn't even phase her.

Tomorrow is my dads birthday and because I love him, Im baking him a cake and surprising him with it! :]

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chelthesmell

:: 2007 26 February :: 4.19pm

quiz
[my name is]: Chelsea
[in the morning i was]: pissed because I had to babysit
[all i need now is]: to go home and rest
[love is]: an awesome feeling
[i'm afraid of]: heights
[i dream about]: crazy things. one time i had a dream that our school counsoler killed my parents it was scary

You:
-- Middle name: Chelsea Louise
-- Birth time: 11 something I believe
-- Birthplace : Big Rapids Hospital
-- Last place traveled: like a trip? I think probably when mindy and jessica and I went camping in Cadilac
-- Eye Color: poopy brown
-- Nail Color: natural
-- Height: 5'3"ish i think
-- Zodiac Sign: Gemini

Describe:
-- Your heritage: Irish, Scottish, English
-- The shoes you wore today: My comfy shoes that everyone thinks are ugly but I think they're fucking sweet.
-- Your hair: too long, red
-- Your weakness: money
-- Your perfect pizza: extra, extra cheese with sausage, and pepperoni

What is:
-- Your most overused phrase: your face and i'm not going to lie
-- Your thoughts first waking up: i hate mornings
-- Your current worry: if i'm ever going to have a car again
-- Your plans tomorrow: go to school, come home and babysit for alittle bit, then go to the game.
-- Your best physical feature: i dont know, i'm told i have big boobs and a nice butt i guess lol
-- Your bedtime: between 10:30 and one in the morning

You prefer:
-- sunrise or sunset: Sunrise
-- gore or horror: horror
-- eastside or westside: uhh north side?
-- stripes or polka dots: polka dots
-- Planes or trains: trains
-- metal or hardcore: Metal
-- Pools or hot tubs: pools

Do You:
-- Do you think you've been in love: I know I have
-- Want to get married: Never really wanted to but I could change my mind someday.
-- Type w/ your fingers: ??
-- Like to take baths: yup
-- Get motion sickness: sometimes
-- Like talking on the phone: eh, depends
-- Like thunderstorms: yes
-- Play an instrument: yup
-- Workout: used to, need to
-- Like reading: yes

Favorite:
-- Body part: uhh...elbow
-- Kind of fruit: strawberries
--Music to fall asleep to: John Meyer or Dashboard Confessionals
-- Car: Camaro
-- Thing to do: hang out with cool people
-- Horror movie: probably the exorsist to be honest
-- Color: pink and green
-- Food: italian

The Future:
-- Age you hope to be married: I dont want to get married by a certain age, just when I'm good and ready to
-- Numbers and Names of Children: I hate kids
-- Describe your Dream Wedding: Elvis style Vegas wedding
-- How do you want to die: I'll never die, I'm invinsible
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: a psychologist/writter
-- What country would you most like to visit: Ireland

Opposite Sex:
-- Best eye color: Blue
-- Best hair color: Brownish blonde
-- Best personality trait: sense of humor and honesty
-- Best height: taller than me
-- Best articles of clothing: Whatever suits them best
-- Best first date location: something simple
-- Best first kiss location: uhh on the lips lol

Finish:
-- I eat: food
-- I think: you're gay
-- I am: awesome
-- I adore: AJ
-- I suck at: life. lol the board game!
-- I am obsessed with: myself
-- I can: eat almost a whole junior whopper with cheese
-- I can't wait: till graduation and my birthday
-- I am annoyed with: imature people



So bored. Now I'm done

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rayray

:: 2007 24 February :: 12.28pm
:: Mood: Stressed
:: Music: Slow Motion - Third Eye Blind

Sometimes when things are perfect, they totally suck.
So a lot has happened this week.
The stress load that I had, when from a shit ton, to very little to a whopping fuck ton.
Truths are coming out about my mother.
I had already assumed some of them, but they were confirmed yesterday.
And more were brought out from under a 15 year log.
I have lost all respect for her.
It all just makes me sick to my stomach.
And I don't even want to see her.
It's pretty upsetting when HER best friend calls ME crying because she's worried about my mother.
Neither one of us know what to do.
We want to help her, but we don't know what the most effective approach would be.

Other than that, everything is great.
I have my job back.
I'm hopefully going to get hired in soon.
I got another raise. So I now make $9.00 an hour.
Not too shabby.
Hopefully it'll go up when I get hired in.
Either that or I can find another job that pays even more than that.

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