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2006 17 February :: 5.42pm
:: Mood: cheerful
:: Music: Sarah Beth- Rascal Flatts
Yesterday we had a 1/2 day of school. I came home around 11:30am and helped my mom clean our house. Then I got a shower and went to Amy's. She was having a get together with just a few close friends for her birthday, which is on Monday. So Kristen, Randi, Jena, Amy and I had a pretty good time.
Today was senior skip day, so I stayed home from school, and I had the best day that I've had in a while. I had a long talk with someone, that was very much needed. It was nice.
Randi, Jena, & I might go out tonight. Maybe bowling or something. We're not too sure yet. Tomorrow I have Bridal Shower to go to, and I'm not too excited about that. I'll update some other time.
I love you.
Becky.
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rise to the occasion, yeah
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2006 9 February :: 6.46pm
:: Mood: blah
:: Music: Tonight I Wanna Cry- Keith Urban
I really don't ever feel updating anymore. I'm hardly ever on the computer, I always have an away message up on aim, and that's it.
So I guess alot has been going on. Numerous amounts of homework both in school and the class that I'm taking for the dual enrollment program. People that I were friends with before are no longer my friends, "friends" talking shit behind my back, and of course, the biggest thing-- me getting pissed off at everything and everyone. I don't even care anymore though. I just really don't care. I have my boyfriend, and that's all that I need.
The other night I was going to go shopping with Kristen & Randi, but that fell through. Then I was going to go shopping with Amy, but that fell through too. Then Jena and I were supposed to go but she wasn't able to get a car. So Sam asked me to go to Rite Aid tonight, and I went, and picked up a few things, then I went home. I was only out for about 45 minutes- big deal? Not really. Jena just called me though, and asked me to go to Rite Aid, but since I already went, I really don't feel like it. Not to mention, my mom hates when I go places. She says that I run to much. I disagree, but whatever. Her house, her rules I guess.
Becky.
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2006 8 February :: 5.41pm
:: Mood: sad, anxious, scared
the nightmares, they kill
i had my alarm set for 455 this morning because i was planning on taking a little trip to the mesto, which i have not been to since the summer. i also needed to stop by the construction site to see if they have anything i could possibly use on my project. i was way too tired, so i decided to get some rest instead. bad idea. i spent the next 4 and a half hours in the worst dream ive ever expirienced. i woke up crying and it took me a few minutes to realize that it was just a dream. i just sat and cried, hoping ill never be around when something like that does happen. or am i just waiting?
ive just recently stopped associating with someone ive known for quite a while now. only because i am scared and too much of a coward to try to trust him once more.
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NO! nevermind. discard that second paragraph. i am so glad about what i did(or didnt do, for that matter). my accusations were correct. so fuck him. well at least he doesnt have to hide anything anymore. and he'll never have my trust again. i cant believe i didnt learn my lesson the first couple times.
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