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Monday, December 22nd, 2003
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Friday, December 19th, 2003
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I just want today to end. I failed a spanish thingy, and there was no amount of studing that was going to help me.
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Tuesday, December 16th, 2003
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Yesturday was a snow day which was nice I guess. But I think they should have just cancled school for the rest of the week. That would have been nice.
Now I'm going to go see tim. And go back to my room.
I'm still not feeling great about the college thing. But what can you do. Nothing I guess.
My roommate is going home tomorrow.
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Sunday, December 14th, 2003
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Yes, I know I should have wrote my fucking essay over the summer. Or done stuff before October. But you know what. College delines are going to kill me. I going to miss my Hampshire deline because of the fucking mail. I'm going to go hang myself or something because this was like the single most important thing to me for MONTHS. My god, now I feel like a total failure because of something I can't control. Get just great.
That and my dad got me a new laptop. But don't think that's good news, it's a piece of shit. It won't even burn cds, it's used, 3 years old and it won't even go online because I currently can not afford the 80 dollars for a card. To top that off his making me pay for it and calling it my graduation preasent. Groove. Thanks dad.
And as long as I'm bitching, someone should tell Telma she's being a bitch. I'm tried of no matter how hard I work she won't give me above a c in anything.
And Anna won't let me drop Kevin's class. That is one little thing that would make me feel so much better. Just let me drop his fucking class. God please.
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Saturday, December 13th, 2003
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I think I forgot one of the essays I have to send in at school. Oh god oh god ohgodohgod...eeeeeeeeee..... I'm going to die. Probally from hyperventalating or something.
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Monday, December 8th, 2003
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Kay, staying home may not have been a good idea. I'm so unfocused. Erk. Must work... must work... not working.
I think I want to see lain again. That was a good anime. Sadly, I don't own it. Damn.
I hate diaramas. Paint everywhere and the fucking pipe cleaners won't glue. Bitches.
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Sunday, December 7th, 2003
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Not sure I want to go to college anymore. HATE HATE HATE HATE aplications. Blah.
I have the headache from hell because of the paint thinner that you use for oil paints. God, I can't even remember the name right now. Ouch. This is why I hate oils. Why didn't I remember I need purple. Fucking project. I have to say it looks pretty good though. Go me go me.
My belly ring is painfully infected today. Not quite sure why, it just is.
I was up all night babysitting. It was hell. Liam was up all night crying for him mommy. Little kids should have underdevloped lungs, not over. God I was about ready to gag him, but no, I didn't. I'm nice to little kids for some reason beyond me. Bastards.
I'm going to go do the mental equivalent of banging my head against the wall now. College essays.
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Saturday, November 15th, 2003
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Margret took my and my mum to the big antique show in the city today. It was great! I got new (well not new) vintage glasses and I totally rock them. And so many random people asked me where I got my coat. Hmmmm.... vintage. No, I saddly did not buy a doll head. Sorry to disappoint.
I'm really sick of my hair. I should probly cut it but I don't want to do it short. I just want bangs. But my mother won't let me. And I really don't want to dye it. I just want it to look cool and all it does is look blah.
Margret is tring to get me to knit a sweater.
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Wednesday, November 12th, 2003
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I hate hate hate hate hate hate math. I don't think I can write enough hate into how much I hate it.
Anyhoo... Oswego was ummm... dank, very dank. And wet. And cold. And the trip was just generaly un pleasent. But I got a new cd walkman. Kind of needed it. I really want this week to end. And be over with. I hate college
God I hate a lot of stuff today. ^__^
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Sunday, November 9th, 2003
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TO COLLEGE!!!
Well not yet, but I'm working on it. Thats why I get to spend a 5 hr trip in the car with me dad to go to oswego. Just for the record I can' even pronounce it. Funny ^__^
Note: Don't go see the Matrix 3. It sucks. But if anybody wants to go with me to Pieces of April it looks really good. I'm so tired of winding up in movie theaters by myself.
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Thursday, November 6th, 2003
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I'm sick again. Second time in 2 weeks. Last time it was this stomach virus that had me puking every time someone even mentioned food. And now I can't talk and I'm FREZZING. *sigh* fucking immune system.... fucking vollyball....bitch bitch bitch.
I'm having mixed feelings about Nathanial. Great everytime I get a boyfriend, I back out. But honestly I'm not sure I want one. And I don't really feel like forcing myself.
*College Application Time*
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Saturday, October 25th, 2003
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I can't even think of anything to write...
I got my first spike in volleyball for those who care.
Went out with Frowy last night. Things where all awkward and I still haven't kissed him. Even though we dated for almost a year. I think it's a lost cause. But for some reason I can't give up.
I need to get more of a life. That was the first time I'd been out in MONTHS.
Oh... and hypnosis is going well.
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Tuesday, October 21st, 2003
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I'm seeing a hypnotheripist named Chuck. He's cool.
I have so many things to do during the weekend for once and I don't want to do any of them. Kinda happy Courtney called off her party. Now I don't have to make up an excuse for not going. I'm such a moron.
Oh, and everyone in the dorm thinks I'm a lesbian. For some reason I wasn't surprised. It just hurts because their just doing it to be mean.
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Thursday, October 9th, 2003
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Yeah ummm... midterms are hell. And its not like I'm not working during study hall, before study hall, ir after study hall. But I'm doing homework all the F**KING time!!! And it's not just me. My roomate has been getting less sleep then me. She hides in he closet all night with her lamp and fan. It's getting ridiculous.
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Thursday, October 2nd, 2003
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1. Failed another spanish test
2. going to fail a math test
3. Reading "A Modest Proposal for Preventing the Children of Poor People in Ireland from Being a Burden to Their Parents or Country, and for Making Them Beneficial to the Public" (Zak, you would love this...)
4. Going to Hampshire this weekend. Get to spend 3 whole days with my mother.
5. I love goldfish.
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Tuesday, September 30th, 2003
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Is it wrong not to write alot on a test when a teacher tells you not to? If so then I probally passed. Stupid econmics class.
I have to talk to Tim later about getting a single room. Kristen and me haven't ever even had a fight. Thank god for axniety.
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Tuesday, September 23rd, 2003
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I'm 17. It feels weird. Nut then again everytime your age changes it feels weird. Just when I got used to calling myself 16 it changes on me. I just wish I was 18 instead.
I almost stabed a safty pin through my ear last night. And then I got bored and stoped. Doing piercings yourslef isn't much fun. And I think I'm going with Kristen next week when she goes to gat a tattoo. So I'll get it done then.
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Saturday, September 20th, 2003
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I got the print I want for my birthday!!!!! I'm so happy. I love it. ^___^ I'm such a dork. Now I just have to find some place to put it. Uhhhh....
I've decided not to go to NYU by the way. It kinda sucked. But my dad bought me 4 new cds afterwards because I made a desicion that he approved of by myself or something like that. Not quite sure why actually. He just did.
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