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come may through november every year the same thing happens. i get acne and a lot of it. noticeable acne. very noticeable acne. noticeable enough to the point where nobody feels comfortable talking about their zits in front of me.
i feel like i can't ever do anything right. people are constantly looking for reasons to get mad at me and it's dumb. i don't know about anything else but it takes a pretty big screwover to get me really mad. life is too short to bitch about petty things.
SPEAKING OF THAT; a large screwover has happened. does anybody know what the hell is up with sadie having a problem with me KT and gina? according to her we are fat. i can't think of anything i've done to her. at all. infact i consider the way i talk to her pretty nice.
mr fish cancelled the newscast project and instead we are doing an around the world project. me and my partner are going to the dumbest places. who the hell visits iraq AND iran? in real life i highly doubt i would ever go anywhere in asia. or maybe even europe. not until this whole bird flu thing calms down.
i'm now contemplating whether or not to use some, eh, sleeping aid tonight. i always think it's a great idea until it kicks in, and i have auditory hallucinations and think things are moving. and stay up for hours upon hours. no i don't think i'll take it after all. ambien is a stupid excuse to get fucked up. the last time i took it i started thinking the most crazy shit ever. i ended up in my parents room telling them that i wanted to go back to spring harbor.
the next morning i barely remembered it and was horrified from what i did remember. i know that when i take it i need to stay in my room and not leave, but once i'm feeling it i never do. the times i ended up calling scott were fun times too. resulting in him being angry and having a get out of jail free card to fuck up too.
enough with the rants. i'm going to bed and not doing stuff i'll regret.
i feel like i can't ever do anything right. people are constantly looking for reasons to get mad at me and it's dumb. i don't know about anything else but it takes a pretty big screwover to get me really mad. life is too short to bitch about petty things.
SPEAKING OF THAT; a large screwover has happened. does anybody know what the hell is up with sadie having a problem with me KT and gina? according to her we are fat. i can't think of anything i've done to her. at all. infact i consider the way i talk to her pretty nice.
mr fish cancelled the newscast project and instead we are doing an around the world project. me and my partner are going to the dumbest places. who the hell visits iraq AND iran? in real life i highly doubt i would ever go anywhere in asia. or maybe even europe. not until this whole bird flu thing calms down.
i'm now contemplating whether or not to use some, eh, sleeping aid tonight. i always think it's a great idea until it kicks in, and i have auditory hallucinations and think things are moving. and stay up for hours upon hours. no i don't think i'll take it after all. ambien is a stupid excuse to get fucked up. the last time i took it i started thinking the most crazy shit ever. i ended up in my parents room telling them that i wanted to go back to spring harbor.
the next morning i barely remembered it and was horrified from what i did remember. i know that when i take it i need to stay in my room and not leave, but once i'm feeling it i never do. the times i ended up calling scott were fun times too. resulting in him being angry and having a get out of jail free card to fuck up too.
enough with the rants. i'm going to bed and not doing stuff i'll regret.