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i can't stand my house. can't stand it. i need to go today. tomorrow. two days from now. no less. anyone who reads this, which is 2 care to take me to canada..*coumattgh*

two days ago i went to the ( Read more... )

i went to the doctor's office. my dermatologist is dr. farmer. she is blonde, and looks like a cheerleader. she also loves lotr,(actually having read the books) thinks her husband is a nerd in a stud's body (he's my other doctor, and IS studdy), and is extremely nice. and she up and took a mole off my back today. that was a shocker. it was quite ( Read more... )

hm. that is scary-like

1:: Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it ( Read more... )

i slept for 6 hours in the past four days. why can't i hallucinate? i figured the natural way is easier than acid. *meeep* teh heh....

pienso que no hago nunca productiva pero caminar en esto mundo solomente. ¿Es verdad para caminar solomente? ¿Tiene razón para evitar otras personas para mantener de corromperlos? Me siento perdida. Me siento estúpida para escribiendo estas cosas cuando nadie cuida. C'est la vie.

I must write more. My teacher, whom i admire and with whom, when in close contact, i feel incredibly uncomfortable, tells me i must write more. one page for an essay is not sufficient. and i know he is right. he always is. my arm cramps up and my brain follows suit. i can't blame it on ocd, add, dod, or anything that ends with a d. write! write ( Read more... )