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Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Wed, 06 Sep 2006 18:44:36 GMT

OH FUCK.

I forgot I had one of these.

Uhmm....I need to blog about more interesting stuff.

LIKE SNAKES.

SSSSSSSSS

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Sat, 06 May 2006 01:02:45 GMT

Fearing and loathing bleeding from the knees.
Finally getting some psychological help.
Playing with various lizards and geko's.

yeah, i'm alive and kickin'.

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Tue, 21 Feb 2006 22:44:41 GMT

I just talked to the coolest telemarketer EVAR.

He was cracking Lil'Jon jokes at my last name, and asking "WHERE DA PARTY AT?!"

I guess someone was having a FANTASTIC DAYYYY.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Tue, 14 Feb 2006 02:41:49 GMT

I keep forgetting I have a blog that I should update. I think about it, but I never do it.

It's already February, the new year seems like it happend so long ago. :-\

I didn't think this was actually possible during my afternoon Drivers Ed. Who in their right mind drives a truck into a portable with 13+ students inside doing bookwork? Obviously some chick did. Haha. It was weird cause when the truck hit it was like "BOOM" but I didn't give it any thought that a vehicle hit the portable. I just thought someone dropped something extremely heavy, boy was I wrong. The impact was so fierce that it knock the railing/walkway up so that the bars blocked the doors and no one could exit the portable. Thankfully some strong classmates managed to pull the railing back.

We had to leave class 2 hours early because the instructor was afraid that the building wasn't stable enough to support all of our weight. So as I was leaving I decided to take a gander at the building. I wish I could of captured an image but I was too busy cracking up cause, the corner of the building was smashed in at a weird angle. The damned truck was tore up so bad on the left side. I feel so bad for that freshman girl, she's going to pay for alot of damages. Well actually, I don't feel all that bad for her. She never listens in class so I guess she got what she deserved?

So tomorrow's Valentine's Day. I'm not going to rant about me being single this year, again. I'm only going to bring up something that i've noticed this past week.

Whats up with everyone breaking up before Valentine's Day? It's not even a good break up's, it's the bitter one's where the ex-couples yell obscene things in the hall ways and wrangle each other's necks. It makes me worry.

Monday, January 23, 2006

Mon, 23 Jan 2006 00:04:47 GMT

I finished working on my MOLE project.
It WAS supposed to be a boy.

But....

Who can resist an atomic green mole with pretty pink ribbons? :3

OH YA.

Her name is Old Betsy. :D

Saturday, January 14, 2006

Sat, 14 Jan 2006 00:16:04 GMT

Do not fret my sweet, sweet children.
For I am not dead!!
I was simply taking a long needed break from....not posting because I live such a boring life.

Anywho,
I'm alive and somewhat well.
I'll post more when the time comes.

Bye loves! :D

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Thu, 08 Dec 2005 00:55:01 GMT

So,
Brokeback Mountain.

I'm going to see it.

Jessica needs her dose of manXman AXXXXXSHUUUUN.

Christmas comes early for those that do good. :D

you want pictures? i'm sure you do!

[here]

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Tue, 29 Nov 2005 20:14:13 GMT

When I say 'I hate you' I truely mean it.

Marriage has no meaning anymore, it seems be a game for people nowadays. So when you spend 20 years with someone and decide to leave them because 'you're bored' and you're 'tired of all the nagging', its sad. I guess when the both of you said 'till death do us part', you didn't take it to heart.

Sometime's I wish you'd die a horrible death, so it'd cover up the fact you abandoned us for another woman. You sleep with her, for all I know I may have a brother or sister on the way. Which makes me sick. I don't want a child asking me "Are you my big sister?" Thinking of it makes me want to pull my hair out.

When you came to visit for my birthday and you gave me gifts, I was really happy and I thought things were getting better between you two. The last week you were here things took a turn for the worst. When you left, I found out those gifts you gave me were actually from her. Hearing that gave me a cold sweat and I quickly tore apart gifts you gave me. I'm still waiting for the perfect moment when I burn it.

You make me sick. Wishing you death wouldn't give us enough justice for all the things you've said about your 'previous family'. I'm not taking sides because she's my mother and I live with her, I'm taking her side because you treat the both of us like trash and you don't even acknowledge us. Moving to America must have rotted your brain, you were never like this, then again...nothing ever lasts.

So until I have the guts to say this to you face to face, the only thing I can do is type out how I really feel about this.

Some father figure you are.

Love,
Your Daughter.

Monday, November 28, 2005

Mon, 28 Nov 2005 02:31:54 GMT

Hearing such postive words from someone like that made me cry so hard that I had a lump in my throat.

I never felt so appreciated in my life.

You give me some meaning in this world.

Thank you so much.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Fri, 18 Nov 2005 00:35:36 GMT

Just so you know, this entry isn't in any particular order. I'm feeling a bit...scatterbrained.

The morning consisted of donuts, orange juice, and hormonal teens.
Junior/Senior breakfast was something, besides the crappy food the dancing was a plus, but honestly who dances in the cafeteria at 7:30 in the morning?

I don't like cheating exams but when it's a Latin exam that contains 150 terms you've never heard of, you cheat.
Cheating makes my hands sweat, my body shake, and afterwards when i'm finished testing I look like a wreck.
SHAME.

I've been trying to download brushes so I can experiment with PS but for some reason the brushes don't appear in the file browser when I unzip them. I need someone to heeeeeeeeeeeeeelp me. Anyone? Por favor?

Mom's been telling me stories about what I did when I was little. She kept babbling and laughing about all the stupid stuff I'd get myself into and she finished off by saying, "I miss my baby, she has pubes now. She's all grown up."

I just walked out of the room so she could finish making fun of me. I sorta see where I get my weirdness from now. I even dance around and shout like she does. Like mother like....daughter?