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Tuesday, April 25th, 2006
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3:10 pm
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okay. ART. it is very tricky. when I get energy, and I am not so lazy, I will post some of my creations, but for now, this will have to do:
ART
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| Monday, April 10th, 2006
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2:32 pm - OMG...today was the worst
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Today was really awful.
I got out of bed really early because my mom was yelling at me.
I feel good because today I getting my lip pierced! Finally! Mom said I could and she's signed the forms and EVERYTHING!
I'm so stoned.
Last night I had to kill a poor bunny
I want to tell the world that I love you all! You're all so special to me!
I am updating this journal for the first time in ages, because I've been in prison.
Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! I'm so ugly. Don't look at my photos pleeeeeze.
I want to say thanks to my dad for giving me my own computer and digital camera. Here's a photo of my room. The weather in Ontario is cold. I have nothing more to say.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, just like my best friend Sally.
You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you you're a moron.
I can't belive that I was so stupid and fell for this, you so have to try it!
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with this thought - sharing your life with strangers on the internet is the cheapest form of therapy available. Leave a comment and tell me I'm beautiful.
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1:18 pm - my Winter term grades...
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ha! I only flunked one class (F) and that was math, which was to be expected...but anywhoo...I just thought you all would like to know...
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| Friday, February 10th, 2006
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4:42 pm - History Essay
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I think that I flunked my History mid-term...which in turn, means that I'm fucked...
Oh, well...
There goes my dreams of teaching history down the tubes...
blech!
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| Wednesday, February 8th, 2006
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3:00 pm - Tri-Met
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tri-met poetry:
How can something so cold and so sterile
Seem so welcome and warm?
Is there a community
In that giant metal tube?
Children, friends, ex's, and lovers.
They all come together for transport.
The powerful peice of paper
Shows your destination
Doors frequently open and close.
Leads to the conclusion
That there's no place
like home...
current mood:  creative
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| Tuesday, January 31st, 2006
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1:20 pm - math
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im in math. so bored. so sick. phlegm comming out of every oraface. gack. just talking about it makes me sick!
I fell down yesterday. i was getting the mail, and then i tripped as i was going down the stairs. I felt so stupid, and foolish, and I was really hurting. Then some lady wanted to talk with me. I was nice, and let her talk at me...then started crying as I stumbled home. My hand was throbbing as I was walking home...so I looked at it, it was bleeding. I almost fainted -- don't like the sight of blood -- and then I saw there was dirt in my wound.
I picked myself up off of the sidewalk, and wandered home with the mail. I called my mom and she had to work, so I started crying into the reciver. I felt stupid, like a little kid; I am supposed to be a grown-up...ya know, like going to college, getting a job, getting a bank account, getting a driver's licence and a car...but this made me realize that it's okay to be child-like sometimes.
I called my friends...but they weren't home, then i tried to call my boyfriend...but I was too nervious...and felt horrible already, so I didn't. Maybe, I just needed to be taken care of for a day, you know?
now I am sick...so I will have plenty of days to be taken care of. I am at school, but I don't want to be. I would rather be at home asleep in bed...where it is nice and warm, where there are no mid-terms or term-papers...where I don't have to be on time. I can show up whenever I want, and it will be fine. I long for the simpler times of juice and cookies; now it's water and low-carb bread. It really sucks and I am ready for a revolt any day now.
current mood:  restless
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| Thursday, January 26th, 2006
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3:27 pm - see if this works
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11:53 am - movie
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I saw Wallice an grommit las night. it was so funny. we went downtown last night, and had dinner. Happy birthday to me!
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| Wednesday, January 25th, 2006
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3:07 pm - my birthday
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Oh yeah, I forgot; I'm going to be older in 15 hours and 20 minutes. Odd to think of it that way. I mean, it's not a special year or anything, but it still is exciting. Next year is the big one though. I have really wanted to go to this festival for the past three years (ever since I found out about it), and next year I can go! yay!
bland tofu is not my cup of tea; nor my cup of coffee.
current mood:  amused
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3:04 pm - okay, it's official. I hate spanish!
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I don't even get what they are saying. I zone out, and then class is over, and I have no clue what I missed.
Plus, I think I have a stalker.
meh
current mood:  aggravated
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11:47 am - okay, let's get this thing-a-ma-bop-a-roo-ni started!
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I have 20 minutes before class starts, and I am here in the library. It is very cold and spacious. I think that I had an assignment due, but I can't remember, and I think I left my assignment doo-hicky at home...oh well. I rode the public bus in this morning. I got on with a bunch of seedy characters. One was a guy about three feet tall who had shifty eyes, there was a guy who smelled of urine and was dancing to the music from his headphones, there was an unlikely couple; they were laughing at dancing smelly guy, and there was an odd woman. She had a black trench coat on; so naturally, I assumed that she was goth, or something, but she was wearing support shoes. I was very surprised, then, as she turned around, I saw that she was wearing a festive sweater with a three-dimensional snowflake in the middle. I started laughing, then immediately -- because her eyes were glaring -- stifled my laugh. As I rode on, more and more people were loading in, as all of my "bus stop people" were getting off. By the time I got to school, I was the only person out of the original bunch on the bus. I thought that was a little odd, because the school is the stopping point for the bus. Why wouldn't there be more riders? It is very convenient to just hop on the bus and ride to the end...oh, well
hope you got a kick out of my first post!
current mood:  groggy
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