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8/31/06
So...I'm at college. This is the first time I've been able to sit down in almost a week. So...I'm at college. Education. Yeah. Sounds right. I think I'm getting one. I almost equate it to getting an STD, because you don't realize you have it until it starts to burn. Maybe I can live my whole life not knowing if I have an education or not, ( Read more... ) -
Quite a while since an update
Hello. I feel like I've been reading about all of your dull, maudlin, pretentious, trite lives, but not doing my duty to equally bore you back. So...
- I've been working a lot. I make money. I enjoy that. Money is good. I'm going to buy some Midol. Without money, I'd have awful stomach cramps.
- Also: I'm spending the night at Andrew's. The ( Read more... )
- I've been working a lot. I make money. I enjoy that. Money is good. I'm going to buy some Midol. Without money, I'd have awful stomach cramps.
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Dear November 30th,
It's been almost eight months since I've known this painful awareness, and the days keep going and going and going and going and going. I want to change the past. If you read this, know that I never lied to you.
I don't think that I am okay. -
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Heh. I guess it was completely uncalled for, but certainly not unfounded. And of course. No offense was meant. Just talking. Just living, I suppose, and if poking fun at those who flaunt themselves as tender, juicy meat is wrong, then baby, oh baby, I am an evil motherfucker ( Read more... ) -
The Vaugest Response
My name is Kimberly Paynter. [clap clap stomp stomp.] I am a girl. [clap stomp.] I am [stomp stomp.] me. [clap clap.] My name is Kimberly Paynter. [stomp.] I am [stomp stomp.] me. I am [clap stomp.] a little girl. Who [clap stomp.] is obsessed [clap stomp.] with my [stomp stomp.] life. Because [clap stomp.] I am [clap stomp.] me. Me. [ ( Read more... ) -
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Um, it's official, my boyfriend is a jerk. What to do about it? Nothing. And I mean absolutely nothing. As in no talking to him, no hanging out with him, no ANYTHING. Fucking loser has to go the a Dave Matthew's Concert to sit in the fucking parking lot and get fucking wasted because a band is around who he doesn't even like. Yeah. Anger. ( Read more... ) -
the 28th of the 6th month of 2000 & 6
Harrison has been talking about a seminar he recently attended which led him to the realization that life is meaningless and empty. He says it's taken care of all of his problems. I think that if this can help Harrison, the person who has the most problems of anyone I know, then it might be able to help me. We place meaning on things that don't ( Read more... ) -
Saturday Night
Working at Bob Evans:- demands Aderall.
- gives one the opportunity to dip hands in sausage gravy.
- forces you to suggestively sell meal items.
- allows you to take five cigarette breaks in an hour.
- pay eighty cents for a mutigrain hotcake.
- demands Aderall.
- demands Aderall.
- demands Aderall.
- demands Aderall.
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- demands Aderall ( Read more... )
- demands Aderall.
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Fun days!
Today the Lys took me out for a belated birthday present to Friendly's, (I felt like I was six again! Yay!) Orange Julius and then a brisk walk around the mall. I LOVE that girl. She drives like a nut, but I love her. Most fun time I've had since last night with Pat (Alyssa being the only one who knows what I'm talking about haha ( Read more... ) -
Nostalgia. Right.
In approximately 3 and a half hours I will (finally) graduate from high school. It's been a long four years, and I can't wait to walk out of that theater today and keep on going, away, away, away. I leave no unresolved issuses behind ( Read more... )