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February 25th, 2002 (08:11 pm)
giddy

current mood: giddy
current song: Isolee - Beau Mot Plage

i can feel allergy season starting.
eye don like idh *achoo* no, nod one bid

it's my house. cause i wasn't having any symptoms at work. that's it. i should move.

i'm gonna quit school.
move out...
work full time
save money
then move to another country.
there!!! that's it!!!

then all my problems will be solved.... riiiiiiiiight.

"no matter where you go, there you are"

sheesh. damn sayings.

according to misty dip shit (aka: mike, or the b/f from the summer) has my money. ::gasp:: i almost passed out when she told me... now if only he will call and get my address and send it to me... that would be SO nice. i called him on Friday, i was gonna grill him, but he didn't answer. i guess he was at work or something. hrm. i have a feeling he will call Wednesday. he owes me 200$ for an airplane ticket i bought him when he was in a pinch. ::sigh:: i do things for people, hoping they will be nice and not assholish and return the favour, pay me back...whatever... maybe he is taking longer than expected? this credit card bill is re.dick.a.less. and i need all the thoughts i can get on this one....so
people, please... i don't care if you are religious or not, PLEASE prey that i get my money back!!!


wine is good....::slurp::....

me go tonight at dantes.

"is this..... is this the real life?...."

so i called my sister around 630, asked her to throw the clothes in the dryer (cause i need some of the pants out of there for tomorrow...) well she says ok, so as i'm getting ready after work, i head out to the garage and guess what the little stoner didn't do. ya... put my clothes in the dryer... now i have to put my night on hold until my clothes are done. :oP.:pfft:. punk ass teeny bopper

"you are what you want, you are what you need..."

wow. see how influenced i am by music? do do do ... la la laa... i can sing for me cha cha...

now a poem.
merlot merlot rhymes with bordeaux
i still don't know how to sew
sometimes i listen to an artist named poe
this poem barely has flow
but know you know
how crazy i am.
hahahahahahahahaa....ahhhhh......okok, i'll stop now.


i should go now before i embarrass myself anymore than i already have.