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About an hour of my day was used in trying to pay my credit card bill over the phone, because I am obviously not responsible and have a horrible memory when it comes down to anything remotely important, and realized only yesterday that my bill was due yesterday. So then, because I didn't mail in a check, I had to sit down for roughly 60 minutes and ( Read more... ) -
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Seeing Kevin Bacon in a Hanes commerical really disrupts the calm of my day. -
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Dave and I talked. I feel better, safer, more loved. I know he feels the same. It isn't even possible for us not to be together. I need him to function. Sometimes relationships go through periods of self-destruction and self-pity. I am glad we caught ourselves before we left what we had in total disarray. We've picked ourselves up from a pretty low ( Read more... ) -
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I didn't go to bed until 4am this morning and had to wake up at 6:45 in order to be at school by 8 to take my French exam. I am functioning (barely) off of three hours of sleep and I am irritable, annoyed and self-pitying amongst other things ( Read more... ) -
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Dave is 23 today. I am still avoiding my homework. I am a horrible girlfriend. I feel like shit. I look like shit. I feel like I am going to fail my french exam.
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Oh yeah, I totally have my bonnaroo tickets. we got them for the first, cheaper price. I am so excited. -
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Okay. So, I went to Funk Night last night, and I seriously had the best time of my life. It was so much fun. You can do ANYTHING you want. Anything goes. It was seriously amazing. They played the coolest music ever like funk music, jazz and etc. and everyone just danced all night. A man in a hat danced with me. Another man broke a glass on my face ( Read more... ) -
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All these "I'm sorry"s and "I miss you"s are useless.
I fucked this one up long ago.
I am so scaredscaredscaredscaredscared. I can hardly function or breathe without him, so what makes me think I can live my entire life without him? -
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I think I am going to fail three out of four of my classes. I can't get motivated enough to actually go to class. I really really hate this semester. I wish I wouldn't have taken 16 credit hours. If I weren't working, or they were all English classes, I'd be perfectly fine. But they're not. They're classes I actually have to work my ass of in, and ( Read more... )
