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2004 10 October :: 12.21am
:: Music: Frou Frou - Breathe In
Hmm..
Well, that's a bunch of bullshit.
*Sighs*
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2004 9 October :: 4.34pm
:: Music: The Killers - Andy, you're a star
I took this survey because Ron made it, and well.. he's a pretty cool kid. And I'm terribly bored, like.. shooting up McDonalds kinda bored..
Read more..
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2004 2 October :: 12.37pm
:: Music: The Faint
My mom is a fucking bitch.
She grounds me on Red Flannel Day, an hour before I'm leaving.
She fucking flipped out on me because I "lost" the cell phone, even though I know exactly where it is. I honestly don't think I have ever got in that big of an argument with her. Ever.
"Where is the cell phone?"
"..In Kevins car.."
"Where is it!?"
"Kevins car!"
"Get it! Now!"
"Ok, I'll run right over to his car.."
"Get it!"
"I can't."
"I want it, now! Right here!"
"I CAN'T!"
"I want it!"
"Ok.. that's cool.."
"You don't get to use it anymore."
"That's fine."
"You can't use it!"
"THAT'S FINE"
"It's not yours anymore."
"I DON'T CARE!"
"So Kevin is running up our minutes?"
"He's not using it. It's not even on!"
"I want the cell phone here right now!"
"Oh. My. Goooddd. What is wrong with you? I fucking hate you."
This went on for about a half hour.
Then she grounded me. For saying 'I hate you' and swearing.
[edit]
She made me say I'm sorry.
She says I can go to the parade, but I'm grounded for life.. riiight.
In other news, she is still fucking insane.
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2004 25 September :: 10.23pm
:: Music: Tears for Fears - Mad World
Cunts..
I have a few things to say.
I honestly don't understand any of you.
I don't have to explain myself to anyone. And I won't.
It's not your buisness.
It doesn't affect you.
I'm sick of your non-stop need for gossip.
The only reason any of you care is because of the gender. You pretend people can't just be friends. I am allowed to have one of my best friends be a guy, as much as he is allowed for one of his best friends to be a girl.
Get the fuck over it.
Seriously.
Oh and if you're one of the many who wants to make this world a better place and keeps saying, "Someone has to do something about it." Quit talking about how someone should and you fucking do it already.
Stop talking about it.
Stop pretending you know what's going on.
And please, stop fucking talking about me. I'm sick of it, and sick of you.
I'd be absolutely floored if even one of you actually said something to my face. Come on, surprise me bitches.
I guess everyone just needs something/someone to talk about, huh?
[edit]:
I can't believe I trusted you. You entirely take for granted that I could trust you. Throwing around these chat logs, telling people what I said. Where do you get off thinking it's ok? I can't believe you'd do that. Especially after a few days we got over a fight.
Out of all the people. You truly dissapoint me.
Fuck you.
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2004 24 September :: 10.13am
Feed me. Feeeeed me!
Ok.. I have noticed something that I must point out.
[I can't swear because these are school computers, and I got called down to the office the other day for using a "bad" word, so work with me here..]
Anyway.. on to the point of my rant..
I'm so sick of people complaining about not being invited somewhere. I go to tell a story about something that happened when I hung out with a person, and in the middle of a sentence I get interrupted by someone saying, "You didn't invite me, wah wah wah." You're simply being selfish and only thinking about how you were 'left out'. Awwee..poor baby. I don't have to invite everyone I know everywhere I go. Let me tell the effing story, so you can effing laugh. (God, I hate not being able to swear.)
Get over the fact that you weren't there.
I also don't understand how you can't comprehend that I find it rude to just invite people to someone elses house.
Quit being immature a holes (that's terrible) and get over it.
Thank you.
Have a fun day at school slizuts.
Do it!
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2004 23 September :: 8.48am
Maaaybeee..
I wish I felt that way all the time.
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2004 14 September :: 3.21pm
I am nothing of my past
Things have changed, i've grown up
Everything has faded away
My love for you, gone before my eyes
Sympathy has risen from broken hearts
That surround my every move
And jump on my every word
Tearing at me like I'm dead
Picking at my soul piece by piece
My flesh lies cold and clamy...
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2004 13 September :: 7.42pm
Yeah..make your little post about what you think you know.
You're such a hypocrite.
You hate me for something you're doing, that I didn't even fucking do.
If you only knew.
If you would just fucking listen and not decide I said what you wanted to hear.
If you want the truth don't fucking block me then get all pissed off because I didn't get to finish my sentence.
I'm sick of caring about you.
And I thought I could trust you.
Ha.. right.
I just wish you realized that what you're hating me for you actually do.
(For that other special person.. just pretend I don't exist in 6th hour, please. Because pretending you didn't exist worked out just fine.)
"God, people can't just let shit go."
So true.
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2004 11 September :: 3.38pm
Conversation with my dad.
"Finish your food!" -Dad
"Nah.. I'm not hungry anymore." -Me
"You act like food grows on trees!" -Dad
"Uhh.. dad.. some food does grow on trees.." -Me
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2004 8 September :: 11.11am
I want a new lunch.
Noooowwww.
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2004 7 September :: 4.03pm
:: Music: The Postal Service - Sleeping In
Saaave meeee.
Everything is the same.
Nothing ever changes.
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2004 6 September :: 10.13pm
It is slowly becoming impossible to find the good in anyone.
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2004 6 September :: 8.04pm
Hahaha..
Mishy says:
I am like so happy that we are back together. We're like Bonnie and Clyde, Britney and Justin, Sonny and Cher, Thelma and Louise, Laverne and Shirley, Lucy and Ricky, Fred and Ethel, peas and carrots, PEANUT BUTTER and JELLY!
How's that for obessed, eh?
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2004 5 September :: 9.58am
If you don't want to hear a lot of bitching, don't read this. I warned you so you can't whine about me complaining.
First off, fuck you. I'm not some 'lost cause' because I don't make the same exact decisions as you. If you're going to complain about my actions, tell me. I seriously can't stand it anymore. I have five (or more) people talking behind my back about shit they think they know about (I have proof.) You're not my friends. I feel like an idiot for thinking you once were.
I met some guys from Grand Rapids. So now all of a sudden I am a complete moron because they could "hurt me." Ha.. riiight. First of all, they are barely taller than me, they are skinny, and one is 15. Honestly, if need be I could injure them in some way to stop them from raping me.. because, well, you all should know anyone that's not from Cedar wants to rape me. Oh wait, I couldn't stop them.. because I'm drunk allll the time. Silly me.
I also forgot everywhere I go I need someone there to watch over me. It's not like I'm 16 years old or anything and can make my own choices. Oh! Here's another tip, when someone is smoking or drinking around me I CANNOT control myself, I just take that drink right out of their hand and drink all of it. Same with cigars or cigarettes. [You all know I'm addicted as well, right?] I must smoke every one I can get my hands on.
Same goes for crack cocaine.
If you're not noting the sarcasm, fuck off.
And don't pull that, "I'm trying to save her." or "I just worry." bullshit.
I already have a mother for that, and I'm not a lost soul.
So in conclusion, wake up, you stupid fucking idiots.
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2004 30 August :: 11.38am
:: Music: The Cure - Let's Go to Bed
Schedule
1. Tv Pro/ Martino
2. Modern Lit/ Olsen
3. United States History I
1860-1932/ Norkus
4. Drama I/ Harnden
5. Creative Writing/ Eilola
6. Yearbook/ Stark
[Edit]: Does anyone know how the lunches go?
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