So anyways...I am tired of ranting about friends...who are great pretend friends, so I will move onto bigger and better things...like the fact my friends are coming home soon. I was reading eric's journal...and lee be home? that was really quick...haha. Ok...so yeah...I find myself bored with the days now. There is nothing to do anymore...I just ( Read more... )

1. Melissa...cause she is so talented...in multiple ways ( Read more... )

My walls are now empty at work. It happened. November 2, 2004 finally came and happened. Four months of hard work for that day, and it finally came. And now, two days after that November 2, 2004, I now sit at my desk surrounded by empty walls, because after all the campaign is over ( Read more... )

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4 hours and counting til I leave for Tucson. I am so happy for this because i have needed this for quite some time, and I am so excited that i am staying for the whole weekend and not just one night, or just a day trip. I am going to see the people I have missed the most, and the people that mean the most to me, and that just overjoys me. Tonight ( Read more... )

I need my space. I need my alone time. I need my friends. I need my life. I need to breathe. I am being strangeled in an already tight room. I am not able to breathe and I find myself gasping to breathe but I am starting to be unable to breathe. I need my own space and it makes me crazy when someone completely invades my space ( Read more... )

I have to go to work in about seven hours. I am going to go to sleep once I get a few things off my chest. I am tired of this, and this is not the way I was meant to live life. I was raised a certain way and no matter how much I wished I could have lived a certain way and certain people, when I do live that life, it just isn't what I am or what I ( Read more... )

So...HOORAY I AM HOME!!! I AM BACK IN THE STATE OF ARIZONA WHERE THERE IS HEAT, BUT YOU DO NOT HAVE TO CUT THE HUMIDITY WITH A KINFE! I AM HAPPY TO BE HOME! WOOT ( Read more... )

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Today was my first day working at Arby's. I thought that since it was my first day there that I would only work a few hours and they would go easy on me. But they didn't do anything nice for me. I was worked to death and forced to fry stuff. Yuck. I hate grease. I ended up working about 8 hours on my very first day. Luckily I am able to escape for ( Read more... )