SUPERChicaCHICK: my hair is a mess. LOL At least new babies can't move ( Read more... )

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As promised, here are a few pictures of my soon-to-be new house in Jamaica, mon. It is not being sold furnished. That stuff belongs to the previous owners. I will be flying to Jamaica on Sunday, May 1st to finalize the deal.

I think I will need to hire a decorator. LOL

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Didn't anyone tell you this stuff is bad for you?

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Today was another horrible day at work. I am tired of covering for these so-called "college educated" morons. These people are supposed to know what they are doing. They get paid nearly as much or as much as I do, however I am ALWAYS covering for these people on deadlines or correcting their mistakes. Not only that, but I have to cover for morons ( Read more... )

Some of you may have noticed that the font on my journal has changed. I am now using "Tempus Sans ITC", a Windows TrueType font, (see the sample pic below). If this font is not installed on your computer, you will only see a larger, ugly default font. For those of you that would like to see my journal as it was intended to be seen, I have added a ( Read more... )

I have really been thinking about this a lot, lately. Back when I attempted suicide, during the days leading up to my attempt, someone asked me, "Why do you live? Why not just kill yourself and get it over with?". My attempt failed then, and I accepted that I would have to live through my pain. Ever since then, I have been questioning my reason for ( Read more... )

So, a few days ago, Ashley and I were discussing my problem with depression. Well, I say "discussing"... she was trying to analyze my problem. She gave me some advice that, until today, I didn't think much about. She told me that if I am really tired of living with the bad feelings I have that make me depressed, I should try to change things in my ( Read more... )

What is it about me? Why is it that every time I get close to someone, or have feelings for someone, they end up hurting me? Seriously, it's like people get some sort of pleasure out of stomping on my feelings. Is it that much fun to break my heart? Am I that bad of a person that no one really cares how I feel ( Read more... )

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