Okay, so I think I’m going to start writing in here. I fucked up a few weeks ago and posted a blog on myspace, and the whole goddamn fellowship in West Ashley (the other side of Charleston) was talking about it!! Even people who don’t have the internet were asking me about it because so and so told them that I said such and such on myspace and ( Read more... )

is really damn hard right now. I want to choke one of my co-workers, but it wouldn't look to good for my reputation w/ the company, eh?

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So Im goin to Chapel Hill either late tomarrow night or Thursday morning... And I was super excited bout gettin to spend four days up there and seeing all my buddies. BUT yesterday, I get in my car to go to work, and my seat is wet. Im like 'fine, ill change my skirt and put down a towel.' I proceed to do just that. I pull out of my parking spot, ( Read more... )

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I promise to answer them 100% truthfully, best i can...

I am so grateful that I am not the same bitch I used to be, that my brother actually likes to come visit me.


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If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

Im sick.
Im at work.
I hate today.
I need to eat a pint of Ben & Jerrys half baked.
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Get laid (for those of you that are thinkin Im a slut - I have had sex in almost 2 years, thats why Im so fuckin horny).
Now.

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