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Apr. 20th, 2010

The emotionally stunted and the traveling poets of the world do a wonderful job of confusing me.

Jan. 14th, 2010

Why do boys like to make life complicated?

Dec. 19th, 2008

I checked my grades, the last of them are up, all A's. I should be getting my baking certificates in the next few days :)

Oct. 21st, 2008

so I've managed to convince myself that Alex was just lying to me for some reason or another...
I hate leaving for school before the sun is up.


Either I was on vacation or me and my mom lived somewhere else, because this house was near the beach I think, I had my own room and if I looked out my window it was kinda like a walkway going to a few different houses. I was taking a bath and for some reason my mom was in the bathroom with me. Anyway, instead of being a normal bathroom there were windows going along the entire length and height of the wall, including a window instead of the end of the bath tub. It was kinda like one way glass, but it was more like really weak one way glass. While I was in the bath these two rather good looking boys came up and tried to see through the window, so I covered my private bits with the pillow that I naturally had in the bath tub, and flipped them off. Which my mother thought was funny. Eventually I got out of the bathtub, they had left by then which was a little sad because they were very good looking, so I got out and put a towel around myself and opened the bathroom door to go to my room only to be face to face (or rather face to chest since I'm short) with one of the guys who had been outside. My mom decided that she would let them in. I went to my room anyway so I could put clothes on, and when I was mostly dressed my brother came in (only he wasnt my real brother, he was sorta like the little kid in licence to wed, only not as chubby and such) and he tried to not let the other guys in but they did manage to get in. They wanted my computer so they could download something onto it for me, I had them turn around so I could put my shirt on and then sadly I woke up.
I'm doing it again. The same thing I always do. I did it with Chris, then with Eliot, and probably now with Niko. Convincing myself that once this or that changes things will go back to how they were.
He might be moving to Michigan...
not forever, maybe even for only 2 1/2 or 3 months
its still sad...
I'm not going to tell him not to go
but he was surprised when I was suportive.
What else am I suposed to do?
If it would make life better for him then he should go.
It's just sad.

Jul. 5th, 2006

my family can go fuck themselves. every day i have to deal with the shit i get from my brother and none of them stand up for me, hell i cant even stand up for myself with out them yelling at me and telling me how much of a liar i am. i do what they ask me to do, i make dinner more then anyone else with little to no thanks. the ONE fucking time i wont do something (go get ice cream from the other freezer) i get to take shit from my sister about how i'm not getting it and bla bla bla how i should because she got it last time. THEY CAN ALL GO FUCKING DIE!


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