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May 3rd, 2009

07:18 pm - If its not those cowboy boots in the summer; Your presence isn't what kills me It's that artistic gleam That's taking over my scenery Dream by dream You might think I'm incapable Of loving a soul like yours You might think I'm a fool For you.

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April 22nd, 2009

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June 2nd, 2008

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March 28th, 2008

02:20 pm - Bladder Cancer... PERFECT. I love you daddy. You'll get through this.

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September 25th, 2007

06:35 pm Maybe since I walked home in the rain, no one noticed I was crying. Today sucked, to put it simply.   I haven't cried in sooo long.   I'll elaborate more when I'm not in the middle of getting ready.  edit: I'm so tired.  Being this tired and stressed is just making me super emotional.  Lame.   I've had one of those days where a million little things happen that just make it bad.  Oh, and it doesn't help when my mom ignores my phone calls all week because she is mad at me for who knows what.  Cool.  Let's see, things that sucked today. . . The probability of me failing my Sociology exam is pretty high. Talking about rape in Social Work class. Getting shat on by my English Prof for my paper that sucked hardcore. Walking home in the thundstorm.  Katie =  Scared shitless of storms. Mom=  Bitch. Bitchy front desk workers @ my dorm. Tacos with no meat and getting my hopes up.     My desk is messy and I'm sick of cleaning it.  It will just get cluttered again the next day.  Same with my room.  I just don't care anymore.   Tomorrow is an early morning day.  Lame.  I will never get to sleep.  After my AM and classes, I have work til 5, then my recruitment group is going to Panera at 8.  Sweet.  I can spend some money I don't have on something I don't want/like.   I'm just being whiney and bitchy. My suitemates are absolutely fantastic because when I run in their room to cry on their shoulders, they have a Monster waiting for me.  Fucking sweet.  I could not have asked for better people to live with.   My head hurts, and I have homework to do.  I just want to go to bed.     Annnnnd I should be hanging out with Sarah right now.  I feel like shit, but I decided to postpone it since I didn't want her thinking I am some big grouch.  I would have been absolutely no fun & that's not fair to make her hang out with me.  I hope we can hang out on Thursday since it's her birthday!  Current Mood: angry

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September 24th, 2007

07:36 pm - The Little Things. . . I feel like I am going to be obsessively posting on this.  Especially times like these when I should be studying. . .  I'm an absolute pro @ staying on task.   Today was... ehhh. Work went especially better than expected.  I fully anticipated getting shat on because I called in sick on Friday.  Turns out, Nancy, my bosslady, didn't even know I didn't come in?  I sure as hell was not going to be the one to tell her otherwise.  Anyways, no phone calls, so I couldn't ruin that again.  Two people did come in though.  Gosh, my work is so boring when I get excited that someone came in.  I knew how to help them too!  Yay me.  Then my bossman told me I should go to the Mental Health Hospital next door because I told him my major was Social Work.  I suppose he's correct, haha.  Then again, he's the director of the Holistics Health Department. After work, I went and ate in Bigelow all by my lonesome.  That was terribly brave of me.  I hate doing things alone, especially eatting. Not that there was much of that going on.  It was hot, I was thirsty, and had an hour to spare, so I decided to use a meal for a nice glass of juice.  Rock on. Then on my way walking to class, I gave Hibdon a call.  I'm kind of pissed that I found out he's in Kalamazoo with Watson and they aren't going to visit me.  I make damn sure that every time I go home, I visit him.  Whatever.  When I go home next weekend, I'm babysitting and he's paying me extra because he knows I'm poor.  And that's why I can't stay mad at him.  Especially when he's doing it on his birthday weekend.  I miss and love him like crazy.     Along with this crazy, adorable kid.  His first day of school and of course he has a train in his hand.  I love talking to him on the phone and having him tell me he loves and misses me.  It almost brought tears to my eyes.   And for that class I was walking to... I skipped it.  I was hot and sweaty and did not want to sit there until 9PM learning about ridiculously obvious stuff.  Especially when all he does is read off of a powerpoint which is already in my book.  Lame, lame, lame.   Now, I'm putting off studying, of course and making plans with Sarah.  I'm rather excited.  It will be something to get me through my awfully retarded English class.  Yayyy.

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