| alhfN HUT^ (#@# |
[Nov. 17th, 2005|10:37 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
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I just got off of work.
I'm working on my Cinderella comparison/contrast paper that's due tomorrow.
Tomorrow is Frederick and I's 11 month anniversary.
That makes me a very happy girl.
Old Navy can be a bitch sometimes, but it's really not that bad.
I don't have to work but 3 days next week.
And I work only from 10-7 on "black Friday". Thank God.
People from school stress me out, I was thinking about it and I really don't want anything to do with most of them. I think I'll just kinda keep to myself. Too much drama and then there's the risk of me getting in trouble again.
My new favorite color is pink.
And I've developed a recent addiction to coffee, but I don't mind it.
I really need to change my picture on this thing.
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| dsfkahdlfJOI$O&#@ |
[Sep. 15th, 2005|05:35 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
| | tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | "How To Disappear Completely''-Radiohead | ] |
So Coldplay was postponed because of an upper respirtory infection?
We went and saw the 40-year Old Virgin instead.
I really didn't like that movie at all. There was maybe one funny part.
Frederick and I went back to my house and played Mario 3, then I took him home.
Today was blah. Took a test. Blah blah blah.
Mother wants me to go with her to watch Bird cheerleader, but I want to pick up Frederick and go out to dinner and then get gas. Possibly chain smoke? Who knows?
My front window won't roll up.
Umm my back still hurts pretty bad.
Tomorrow is Friday, and thank god.
Sunday is our 9 month. Yay. |
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| akjf$YO#&*^@&*#!! |
[Sep. 14th, 2005|04:29 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
| |  disappointed beyond words | ] |
fucking postponed... |
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| cjnklsajrHG&(*#@ |
[Sep. 8th, 2005|09:36 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
| |  accomplished | ] |
I finished my paper! Yes! So happy!
Frederick came by and we went to the mall.
I bought a shirt but I'm not sure if I like it.
Tomorrow is Friday. No work. Woo-hoo!
I don't have use of my car though, so we will be taking the bus.
Meeting with Bonnie on Monday morning. Dreading that big time.
Work on Saturday for a couple of hours.
Played Nintendo a bit today. Then it wouldn't work.
Frederick got us Coldplay tickets, I'm beyond excited.
Stopped smoking? Started smoking? Psht.
I miss my best friend, he needs to spend the night.
My birthday is in 22 days. I need presents, and money!
Where did the simplicity in life go? |
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| fnbvsdgjyTE&@# |
[Sep. 4th, 2005|05:43 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
| |  hungry | ] |
At my Frederick's house eating honey graham life.
Friday Frederick, Hannah, and I went down to the beach and ate at Waffle House. Then we went back to my house and watched Saved.
Yesterday morning Frederick came to pick me up and we took Vincent to the flea market. I got a Beatles record in Portuguese. Vincent doesn't believe that he can get lost in such a big place and chose not to take my cell phone.
We also bought Kirby and Godzilla for Nintendo.
Then I went to work for like 3 hours and stood around in the fitting room.
Went and got Hungry Howie's pizza then went home.
We had a Nintendo party and played Mario and Duck Hunt.
I love my best friend, I really do.
Then today I skipped church and slept, then Frederick came to pick me up.
We listened to Blue Oyster Cult and layed around.
We're gonna eat steak for dinner and then go see a movie.
No school tomorrow! But I have to work. Poop. |
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| jkflhaluy^$&@ |
[Sep. 1st, 2005|08:25 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
| |  busy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | "Outta Hand"-Dinosaur Jr | ] |
So I'm supposed to be typing my english paper, but instead I'm sitting here staring at random livejournals, etc. I'm becoming an internet whore once again. Ugh.
I went on a gas finding expedition with both mother's car and mine.
There is no gas anywhere, it's weird.
Frederick and I got a Nintendo but it doesn't work so we're going to get one off of ebay or at the flea market. We got 15 games though. Black Ashley pulled though.
I was supposed to work today but after certain things happening and the "death of my great grandmother", I'm not going in.
I fucked up big time the other night. Frederick has managed to forgive me, but my parents on the other hand, have not yet. I don't blame them though. It was probably very scary. But I love them all and I hope they know that I'm very sorry.
Tomorrow is Friday and thank god for that.
I work on Saturday and I'm not sure about Sunday or the rest of the week.
My car is home safely and dent free. Woo-hoo. |
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| gjlk;djfi&*#$ |
[Aug. 26th, 2005|05:28 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
| | excited | ] |
I'm at my bestest friend in the entire world's house.
He let me try on his pants and I love them all. They're comfy.
We're going to go to Longhorn and eat steaks the size of our heads.
Or we might just drive around and get lost.
Both sound appealing at this point.
I've worn the same outfit everyday for the past 2 weeks.
School is lame, I'm so happy it's Friday.
I have to work tomorrow from 1 til 10. Stupid.
My feet are stained from my mocassins.
But at least I have pretty green toes with purple diamonds.
We're about to leave I think?
Frederick is getting dressed.
I need to go pick up mother's debit card. |
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| ajhfdlksUFY^#@ |
[Aug. 25th, 2005|10:46 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
| |  sleepy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | tv | ] |
Word to the wise, don't get a job at Old Navy.
I worked in the fitting room tonight, which wasn't too bad but I kept coughing and it was echoing and it made me uncomfortable. Not to mention I was freezing. But I got my schedule for next week and it doesn't look too bad. I don't work Wednesday or Friday and on Saturday it's only from 3:30 until 6. I like my weekends free.
Tomorrow is Bird's birthday party. She's having a bunch of girls go see a movie and get pizza and then makeovers?
I want to take Frederick out for his birthday because mother said I could.
I feel uneasy and the only thing that would ease that would be calling my only friend in the whole world. But I'm scared to. His parents don't like that we're together all the time and think we need to take a step back. I understand their concerns and understand where they're coming from, but it hurts because he's the only thing that makes me completely happy. I get sad everytime I have to say goodbye.
So much work to do. Chemistry, math, Bible, english outline.
But I need to finish my book because I want to give it to Frederick tomorrow.
I have A's in all of my classes according to my mother. I think it's so weird how they can go on there and get our homework and see every grade for every assignment. Poor Vincent, this is not benefiting him. SATs in October. I need to study for vocab and chemistry and bible. And I really need to get paid so I can buy gas. I have limited funding nowadays.
My eye hurts and it resembles Matt Polson's. It's puffy and red.
Why can't things just be simple? And why aren't we allowed to do the things that make us happy? Sometimes I just don't understand anything.
And that concludes my pointless rant for the night. |
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