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[29 Feb 2004|03:22pm] |
ITS A LEAP YEAR
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[29 Feb 2004|02:21pm] |
I HATE EVERYTHING!
Woohoo!
No really, I do.
I WANT TO SEE MY BOYFRIEND.
Or at least talk to him.
What if he hates talking to me? jldfj
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*whines*
I feel pathetic.
CHEERIO!
SEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEXIKILLEDSOMEBODYSEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEX
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WOOHOO
I just dont know what to do with myself.
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| Last entry ever: |
[25 Dec 2003|07:48pm] |
Bye bye Borislover!
I sincerely wish you all a happy Christmas.
Well, most of you...
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| SEX!!!!!!!!! |
[19 Dec 2003|07:22pm] |
My dad said he might drive me to Cambridge next week sometime, and you know what that means... LOTS OF SEX !
That's right. We're going to have loads of hot and steamy SEX .
I love sex. A lot. Especially sex with Rob. He's fucking good and fucking.
Oh yeah, I'm not a virgin. Of course, most of you may have figured that out by how I go really far with loads of different guys.
SEX!
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[15 Dec 2003|03:21am] |
Due to the fact that pretty much anybody can read this, I have got a new livejournal.
If you want to be added to it, please comment.
There are a lot of people I no longer trust.
And if you don't have a livejournal and read this, than get one.
I miss my big brother.
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[13 Dec 2003|04:11pm] |
Well, Rob was able to make it to semi :].
Needless to say, I had fun.
And I got a rose :].
( stolen from Maichi )
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[09 Dec 2003|11:19am] |
I have so much due for tomorrow that I haven't done. Actually, more like due last week...
anyway, I have to write an essay, worth 10% of my grade, on a Prayer for Owen Meany.
Problems: I'm not completely done the book. I had to skim the last few chapters.
I can't think of an awesome thesis.
I can't write essays for this fucking teacher, I haven't got over a 70 on one in her class.
Any information on themes/thesis's... or, a whole essay... for this book would be very greatly appreciated.
I'm not getting in done though. I know for a fact.
I have a math test... urgh... problem solving shit...
I HAVE TO WORK
but yay for money...
ummm... I look completely not good in every dress I've tried on!
Oh, and... complications in getting Rob here and home for Thursday, as there are always complications. Unfortunately.
There was more... about me stealing and such to win a game...
blah i dont care.
I SOUND LIKE A MORON! Cheers :)
Dad is leaving from work in five minutes, so I should go erase history and shit.
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[07 Dec 2003|10:30am] |
I hate everything. Everything sucks. Nothing is good. That is all.
I hate essays as well.
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[02 Dec 2003|01:33pm] |
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I had the scariest dream last night.
I was babysitting Aidan and Cierrah, and it was about midnight, and I was getting a little scared because... I was alone with two sleeping kids. So I decided to call Rob. Except I was having trouble dialing his number. After the fifth time I tried, I heard a woman screaming upstairs like she was dying. I then frantically dialed again, but kept getting 72 instead of 27. Then when I finally got the number, the woman being murdered screamed really loudly, so I ran out. But the phone went dead because I went out of range. i pounded on my old neighbours doors, who were oddly awake and sitting in the living room and they opened it and I ran in and locked it. And tried to dial 911, but they did it for me. I had left Aidan in Cierrah in the house with a murderer and I was scared. The door kept unlocking. The police arrived, and so did Dad and Dana, and they looked quite upset.
IT wasn't a woman being murdered (there wasn't one in my house) but my little sister Cierrah. And she was dead. And I didn't try to help her because I was too busy dialing a number and a coward, because I didn't want to be murdered. I slept in my neighbours house.
The murderer was still there. And then the head police told me the prime suspect was Rob, and thats what everybody was saying. This upset me, I told them they were wrong, because I was going to call him, but i hadn't got a hold of him, because my phone died. So then all these people had me believing Rob killed my little sister, which made no sense, cos he would have no reason too... and I was confused and upset and Rob was missing, and I Was scared.
And I woke up thinking it had actually happened and started crying. I killed my little sister.
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| MAICHI MAICHI MAICHI MAICHI! |
[01 Dec 2003|12:08pm] |
I'm at school. I do not like my father.
I like Rob. Lots.
HEY MAICHI!
Do you remember the salt and pepper shakers?
And The Treehouse?
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| Its me again. |
[29 Nov 2003|02:26pm] |
Whenever Mackenzie and I played MASH, we would always run out of guys to put. We could never think of four guys we would want to marry. And we didn't think putting celebrities was realistic, so we always ended up putting Hans as one of the guys.
Hans was a very cool guy who had a locker beside me in grade nine. He was cool. He was very tall and had a mullet.
Mackenzie just mashed herself, she's marrying Hans.
Um... I was going to post a picture of me being oh-so cool, but digital pose isn't working. Wait, I can get it from somewhere else!
I'm too lazy. And my hair isn't black in it. It's old.
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| Please excuse me. I am not well. |
[29 Nov 2003|02:15pm] |
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My hands are cold. I'm at my moms. Next week is going to suck a lot.
Except getting paid, that never sucks.
Except when the cheque isn't that big.
I'm NOT greedy.
I had to work with Jillian 2 last night. She's so freaking annoying I wanted to strangle that airhead so badly.... and then I burnt myself on the gravy, FASTFOOD SUCKS!
I have loads of homework.
I keep getting compliments on my eyes. From girls. And teachers.
People piss me off. Every day. People suck.
I keep saying a load of random crap, so... lets go for a stroll...
*runs away*
PS: To make this entry not completely complaining-ish... Not all people suck, some people rock! Yay rocking people!
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um, I'm updating from school, becuase i guess im still grounded. Its hard to say, and im too scared to ask.
I have a 41 in sociology! That's good, considering I thought I had a 07%.
Um.. everything else pretty much sucks... i hate stuff... and... yep, you know, the usual.
Don't expet a lot of updates for like... the next two years. sorry, i guess.
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[20 Nov 2003|11:00pm] |
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Well, I'm back, or whatever, most of you probably didn't see that last entry becuase i had to backdate it on account of my computer being an ass and a half.
So, those of you who cared, thanks.
To those of you who didn't care, I don't blame.
And... fuck just about everybody because i hate the world. I'm... I don't know, stressed out?
And... a certain something that isn't happening isn't making anything better.
I want to write about happy UN thoughts and my chat with Kyle and Orrie today, but...
*cries*
Guess how much I hate life? ( this much... )
p.s. if anybody cares at all, i died my hair black. finally
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[17 Nov 2003|07:08pm] |
well, i will be away from livejournal for a while because my dad found out some stuff i prefered he - or anybody else for that matter - ever find out.
so, yep.
and apparantly i was lucky to be able to talk to rob at all, which makes no fucking sense, and if i dont get to talk to rob, like... at all... im going to go crazy-er
apparantly im grounded.
jesus christ, if he wants me to... jesus christ fuck.
goodbye for a little while.
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[17 Nov 2003|11:35am] |
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I did it in 11</big></b> seconds.
I deserved an A!!
Take the How Dexterous Are You? Quiz!!
LAST TIME I GOT AN F-! I IMPROVED!!!!!!!!! PRAISE ME!
..or not.
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[16 Nov 2003|09:15pm] |
You are BOOBER FRAGGLE!
Which Fraggle Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
I got stoned avec mon seester last night. And made some stoner art.
I had fun at my moms. Lots of cool pictures.
I am unprepared for school tomorrow.
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[13 Nov 2003|08:36pm] |
Today was fun. UN rocks. Even though I said pretty much nothing. I passed notes! Go me! I even got the note passer guy to get me a bagel! I so rock!
I was Ireland.
I was getting mad at the UK because they weren't giving the communist note back, so I sent a note saying:
If you don't give it back, I'll get a mob of U2 fans to destroy all of the UK bands!
The UK was offended by this. I had to give a formal apology.
Katie said awesome speeches.
I can't wait 'till regionals!
Yippee!
On a bad note, I dropped 11 percent in math after a horrible test that only three people passed, went up in English, not sure about history, and still under ten in that other course...
and my dad said if I don't have a good average after exams, I'm going to be cut off the internet for three months.
A good average has to be above 80.
And I'm not allowed to make long distance phone calls.
Thanks dad, cut off my only forms of communication with Rob.
And other people, as I hate phones.
( I'm just like everybody else. )
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