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Thursday, December 19, 2002
Though, it proabably is better not knowing. // 07:31 p.m.
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Thursday, December 19, 2002
Look!! He put a link on the blog to mine! I'm so excited! I feel special!! I was going to comment on his blog about my excitement, but for some reason it wouldn't let me. I'm sad! I want him to know my joy!!
I feel crappy and I don't know why.
Kyle's mad at everyone. It's not the most rational mad, but I get that way too, so I can kinda sympathise. I really want to make everyone stop being angry, but at the same time I want nothing to do with this situation. I feel bad for feelign that way, though. Shouldn't I want to help? ::shrugs:: I don't know.
Either way, I don't think I'm very rational right now, so I'm in no real position to judge. Or I'm just making excuses. Do you think I make lots of excuses? I feel like I do! I feel like I make all sorts of excuses so I don't have to get involved. It's crap!
And, silence is crap! If you want to know, just ask! I know it's scary, but would you rather live in doubt? You look so uncertain all the time! Happy one second and hurt the next!
Alli says she's not mad at Kyle. ::shrugs::
Cheez is coming home! I smile!!!
// 07:07 p.m.
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Sunday, December 15, 2002
We have an ugly fake tree now. I hate it. It already has lights on it and they're all WHITE! I *HATE* whit lights! They're so cold and unfriendly! ::weeps:: I want the color!
Marvel comic has a gay comic now. It made me giggle!! // 06:37 p.m.
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Monday, December 2, 2002
I'm so angry. I hate talking to my parents. They always make me feel this way. I feel all frazzled and I just want to destroy something! ARG!
// 08:37 p.m.
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Saturday, November 30, 2002
::sighs in relief:: I couldn't find Usagi is Dead, Usagi is Dead, Hip, Hip, Horray! I found it though! ::is happy::
Speaking of, some people reviewed my Farfie fics the other day! It was quit a surprise! // 09:39 p.m.
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Saturday, November 30, 2002
Whoo! He signed my guestbook too! I'm so excited!
I wonder where my friends are... I think they died. // 09:30 p.m.
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Saturday, November 30, 2002
Remember the man whose life I'd touched? Well, he was apparently very excited that I commented on his posts! I felt so special! It made me want to post!
I hate college. I'm not even in yet and I already hate it. I hate their stupid deadlines and forms and feeling like my life isn't interesting to write good essays about. Speaking of, I have two to write before Monday. Gah.
::feels useless some more::
.... // 09:26 p.m.
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Saturday, November 30, 2002
I was sitting in Solace, and a deer came out of nowhere and attacked me! // 09:10 p.m.
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Saturday, November 23, 2002
I'm really sick and I can barely talk. Isn't that fun? Whenever I move my head, I think it's going to explode. I would be home finishing my physics project, but my cousin apparently forgot what day Thanksgiving was on and came back the wrong week. So we had Thanksgiving today. I kinda laid on the couch and twitched. I brought hide, hide and hide along for support.
I made the "hide your eyes ~ The Feliz Cumpleanos MiXXX." It was my birthday present to myself. And my aunts computer doesn't see to have a character map, so I have no idea how to make a n with a tilde!
Apparently someone wore a shirt with Draco and his daddy on that said "Keeping it in the family" to the new Harry Potter movie and no one questioned it. I would have giggled insanely.
I'm going to that evil movie today. ::hacks and collapses::
// 07:03 p.m.
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Friday, November 8, 2002
Yeah, So I'm in the Library looking up facts about the middle ages and the Moors. Exciting, no? Arg! My hip hurts! ::convulses:: // 09:12 a.m.
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Sunday, November 3, 2002
I had this dream where I was in McDonald's. Then all these Italian guys walked in followed by Gackt in a hot pink floral dress and some woman. All the patrons were cowering behind tables and such. Then music came on and Gackt started sing and all the Italian guys danced. Then Gackt wasn't wearing the dress anymore, the angry old doctor guy from Scrubs was. And then Gackt and his woman friend tried to make a break from the Italian guys because I guess they were holding them hostage. The Italians caught them, though, and chained them to a staircase that appeared in the McDonald's. Then Gackt's woman turned into Kristan LeClair(I girl from school) and she used a cook book to free herself from the chains. She couldn't free Gackt, though. And he got thrown into this room, that just so happened to be my bathroom, with some other guy. Then one of Italian guys came in and gave them both bacon. And when he left, the other guy leaned over to Gackt and said, "They gave us bacon. Do you know what this means?! The Sabbath!"
Then I woke up.
...I think the other man was Jesus. Does Jesus like Bacon? // 10:47 a.m.
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