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  <title>Lucky is a misconception</title>
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  <updated>2006-03-07T04:27:48Z</updated>
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    <title>luckymyass @ 2006-03-06T23:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-07T04:27:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-07T04:27:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well after the week long battle against influenza, i returned to work and school today. all i have to say? fuck. simple.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luckymyass:11318</id>
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    <title>luckymyass @ 2006-01-24T23:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-25T04:51:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-25T04:51:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Wake Up- Cohhed and Cambria</lj:music>
    <content type="html">blah. 1st semester grades are so-so. 5 B's 1 C. damn calc. Cumulative weighted GPA this year is like 3.3333. blah. thats shit.  i work every day this weeek. blah! and SAT's saturday morning. BLAHAHAH. and i feel like shit. dry throat, migraine, not to mention a 2 page paper i dont feel like finishing tonite. and of course, the usual chronic depression. yippe for life.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luckymyass:11224</id>
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    <title>luckymyass @ 2006-01-22T00:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-22T06:00:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-22T06:00:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok well.. heres what i hate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends who get pissed off at you bc you change plans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family who wants to fuck you over to benefit themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:luckymyass:10960</id>
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    <title>luckymyass @ 2006-01-19T23:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-20T04:17:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-20T04:17:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate my fucking life.</content>
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    <title>luckymyass @ 2006-01-02T20:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-03T01:32:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-03T01:32:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Theater&lt;/b&gt;. You should be a Theater major! 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    <title>To go to school or not to go..</title>
    <published>2005-12-20T05:29:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-20T05:29:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>These Walls - Trapt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i dont want to go to school tomorrow. blah blah blagagaga. work today was fun. bryson matt and myself. again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to mandy tonight. that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna update more. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night</content>
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    <title>nearly christmas break..maybe start tonight?</title>
    <published>2005-12-15T03:37:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-15T03:37:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Enter Sandman - Metallica</lj:music>
    <content type="html">dammit it better snow tomorrow.! id love to start the break so early...i could use the sleep. and the time to myself. have a few things i need to sort out, nothing really important just priorities i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work went good tonight. bryson matt and myself...all i need to say...cut my finger pretty deep. it bled through 2 bandaids and onto the inside of a plastic glove. rather disgusting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, good news.&lt;br /&gt;im off tomorrow from work, maybe school too :) (does snow dance)&lt;br /&gt;friday may be off/2hr delay i hope (snow dance, see above) and payday. have to work though.&lt;br /&gt;saturday doing my christmas shopping, hanging out with matt before he goes to work, ashley at some point, hope maybe? and possibly mandy. then oging to silbys. woot.&lt;br /&gt;sunday, i work morning, then got the night to myself. hopefully david can get outta work early so we can play some halo. need to kill some people online. im getting good :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, well thats all i can really think of, im gonna occupy myself doing some other erroneous task. l8r.</content>
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    <title>luckymyass @ 2005-12-11T23:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-12T04:11:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-12T04:11:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Coheed &amp; Cambria</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ho hum. work went okay i guess today. harassed amanda, and everyone else. mainly amanda, bc she sets herself up for comments constantly. bryson came in at 900 or so. he walekd from his house. his parents pissed him off he says. oh well. im starting to see brysons dark side a bit. got a feeling im going to be seeing it more and more. amanda is going to break his heart and its going to tear him apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope enlisted in the marines....havent talked to her yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some dumbass left a comment on one of my entries awhile back...waiting for him/her to respond back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bed, night.</content>
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    <title>...</title>
    <published>2005-12-04T20:30:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-04T20:30:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">goddammit.</content>
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    <title>oopsie</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T05:07:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-03T05:07:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">btw, heres my grades as they stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latin III - B&lt;br /&gt;AP Calc - B&lt;br /&gt;Bio 2 Hon - B&lt;br /&gt;Gov't Hon - B&lt;br /&gt;Study Hall - ....&lt;br /&gt;Dual Enrolled English - I (still need to finish convincing paper. rough draft turned out good, ill have a B i think if i get an A on the paper im thinking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus Law.Mgmt - B (well an A now...) god i hate scharnus, shes such a hypocritcal bitch. and ignorant. and incompetant. and she requests a conference with my parents. haha. also i have disruptive behavior?...</content>
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    <title>monotony</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T05:02:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-03T05:08:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Down with the Sickness - Disturbed</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today was fun. went to school, went to work. then went on a wild goose chase trying to find someone to hang out with. so me and matt went to sundae grill to bug hop,e only to find out she was at LU. so we went to LU. we saw her, bugged her, made love, the usual. then as we were leaving, matt and i thought it necessary to blare "down with the sickness" around all the LU students. hahah. not only did it blare, and not only did we jam to it, and not only did we yell the words....we felt the music within. haha. think someone threw a bible at us. oh well. then we went to target, and met up with some peopel i hadnt seen in awhile. tlaked to them, reminesced, you know the usual. then hope called us, asks where we were, we said target. so she comes we meet up with her. then head to hopes house. we hung out there for awhile, listening to matt recite ron whites tater salad act, word for word..it was great, while hope screwed with my hair. haha. felt amazing! then daniel called, and he met us there. matt leaves at some point, and daniel hope and myself hang out for about 20-30 mins. daniel drives me home. im here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of the day:&lt;br /&gt;"smackles" - thanks to hope, who cant get her words straight haha.</content>
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    <title>chicka bow wow</title>
    <published>2005-12-01T03:35:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-01T03:35:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i started at arbys today. with matt. haha, it was fun as shit. its so much easier than little caesars and the people are cool ther eunlike subway. and the work is so easy. and i work with matt, how cool is that. finally got my rough draft for my convicning paper done, just dreading tomorrow when i finish the final. gonna be like 8-9 pages. i got shitloads of info. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to greg awhile today. hes seems so unaffected by the situation. im glad, it doesnt bother him what she says. he knows what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy that my friends seem to be happier lately. hope especially. jason, ashley, and even melinda (never thought id say that haha). i feel like i havent talked to david in forever though. and in all reality, we ahvent hung out for like almsot 3 weeks. i feel like an asshole about it. oh well. guess thats the beauty of good friendships. hang out when convenient, and no hard feelings if you cant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also feeling happier. im not getting depressed as often. ive just not been thinking about the bad things and focusing on the things that make me happy. my friends.</content>
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    <title>Conforming...</title>
    <published>2005-11-27T22:06:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-27T22:06:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ask me 3 questions and I'll answer them.</content>
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    <title>An end to the slaughter</title>
    <published>2005-11-27T21:52:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-27T21:52:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Walking Contradiction - Green Day</lj:music>
    <content type="html">At last, thanksgiving is over. no more festive spirit, or pretending to like relatives or whatever. back to our good old selves we all know and hate. oh well, apart from thursday though, my week has been...interesting i suppose. wednesday was fun, except for something that happened that i later found out about. oh well, it doesnt affect me in any way. but it affects a few people that are close to me. oh well, its over now though. friday was also fun. i love darts, and hangning out with silby. greg and silby hit it off great though. their lives are very similiar and in alot of ways intertwined. saturday morning, hope asked me to call her, so i did. heard a different story to what had happened wednesday. hope its not true, and i find it hard to beleive anyway. later that night matt and i went to see hope at sundae grill. we talked to her for a little while and it seemed she felt better about the whole situation. hung out with mandy last ngiht too for 45 mins. she still owes me and matt 2 orgasm sounds (the color game) so ill make sure that gets rainchecked. i hung out with jessica this morning, i feel better. i realyl miss hanging out with her, but thats largely my fault. i feel like shit about it. but i guess its ok, she still wants to be friends. thats what i want too. but i still care about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thats my update for the month, ill see msot of you monday.</content>
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    <title>blargagaga</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T03:37:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T03:37:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Joyless Euphoria - Vendetta Red</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ergh, this is going to be a horrible week. I have to write a 4+ page paper for english, though the topic has quite a bit of information and i have alot of research. i have the rough draft due tuesday and the final due thursday. i have my latin project that i have no idea what im even going to do due thursday as well. i have road and range all week, not to mention the normal calc-govt-bio homework. also couped with the fact i have to find another job, because i quit little caesars bc i cant stand those ignorant bastards. im hoping something of some positive value happens this week, bc i got a feeling im going to be very stressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more positive side, the brookville-jf game was absolutely amazing. even though we lost. no idea how we lost. most my friends were painted up and whatnot, so when i got there and saw that i couldnt help but conform. so shirtless in 40 degree weather, i could have sworn my nipples were rather perky. and i still have some paint under my fingernails. ugh. and a shitload on my pants i just bought last week. oh well, they were only 12$. comfortable though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom, and grandparents still havent paid me a dime of what they owe. nor have i filed my taxes. need to do that this week too. dammit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and in the end, all i ever do is fail myself.</content>
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    <title>blah</title>
    <published>2005-10-28T04:14:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-28T04:14:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wow i havent updated in a long time. oh well. i guess i can at least make a small post to let some people know i havent 'dropped off the face of the planet', (direct quote :-P) jessica. guess ive been ok lately. i got pretty good report card grades for those that care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latin III - A&lt;br /&gt;AP Calculus - B&lt;br /&gt;Bio II Honors - B&lt;br /&gt;Government Honors - A&lt;br /&gt;English 12 - A&lt;br /&gt;Study Hall - F, sadly....haha j/k&lt;br /&gt;Business Law - A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah 4A's 2B's, with the weighted points its a 4.0..rock on. anyways..lets see whats new. umm.. i got switched out of english 12, which is good bc i hated arguing with my english teacher about pronunciation and her stupid policies. example. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ill give you guys extra credit if you go to the homecoming dance"&lt;br /&gt;-class is happy-&lt;br /&gt;well i figured since i was going to go to macbeth at sweet briar, and every other english teacher was giving extra credit for that. and i really didnt want to spend 5$ on a damn dance none of my friends were going to.&lt;br /&gt;so i asked "can we get extra credit if we go to macbeth at sweet briar?"&lt;br /&gt;she said "umm i dont want to give extra credit for two things"&lt;br /&gt;i respond " every other english class is, and im not going to the dance"&lt;br /&gt;she says "ok i guess. just bring me your ticket stub, and write a 1-2page paper on it, ill give you a 100 homework grade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!! go to a fucken dance or write a fucken paper on macbeth, a 2-2 1/2 hour play.... dumb bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough ranting. good news im in dual enrolled english now. mrs thompson rocks. and cool people in there..i fialed my first quiz. actually happy. i dont have spelling tests on words like prevarication and promontories. or blithe...that was a toughy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs scharnus is a bitch. shes so...obsessive over control, that she doesnt have over our class. granted, i can be pretty annoying, insulting, w/e, but its always in good fun. she takes everything so literal. and john lariviere can sing shit about baby sharks...so fucken annoying i want to stragnle him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate work. it sucks. i cant save money up. every week something comes up. good news, my mom owes me 200$ today. will i get it? HA! bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shibby..cool word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna dye my hair black with a purple undertone. gonna be kickass. especially for halloween. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought another clover shirt few days back. roxor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to work tthe next 5 days...maybe more...ergh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel detached from so many of my friends. i dont talk to many of them. i either dont try to associate with them, or i do try and they dont want to. oh well, dickey, david and matt are still 3 of the coolest people i know. my girl best friend list is nonexistant. hope i guess is still one of my favorite girls but shes really depressed i think. she puts on a happy face but shes really depressed. i hope she'll be okay. i really miss jessica. i want to call her. i dont. i dont know why. i always put it off, or find an excuse not to. i hate myself. i want to be able to just make everything amiable between everyone i care about. shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been feeling better lately i guess. no more insomnia. alot of blocked out memories and feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to care about stuff. i want to be motivated by something. i want to be passionate about something. i hate this general apathy for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy time.</content>
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    <title>luckymyass @ 2005-10-09T20:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T00:18:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-10T00:18:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dirty Little Secrets - All American Rejects</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ive been feeling very indifferent and apathetic to many things that have been happening to me lately. i feel like my life is just passing by, i have little control over it, and im unaffected by things that should affect me. ive been pissing alot of people off this year already, and we are only 6 weeks into the year. and even outside of school, im pissing off friends and family, and i just dont seem to care. i want to care. i started working at subway monday, and i quit friday, because i think i was going to get fired or about to. i got sent home early, and i just was like "well ill just not come back" grabbed my shit and left. i havent talked to my younger sister in roughly a month. havent really felt like it either. i have talked to jessica for the most part for the past 2 months, and i dont know why i dont want to call her. i want to call her but i dont. people are trying to help me out and look out for me, and im just not caring. i have to do things myself, but im really not doing anything. this ever so constant monotony has phased my sense of emotion out of existence. jason gets pissed at me, i dont care. david gets pissed, i dont care. they want to try to help me, i just dont seem to care. ERGH! why cant i snap back into reality? i wonder if i really have a severe case of depression thats getting worse and worse every day. the only thing i feel like i can do is be around people. bc when im alone, i feel alone. my mind starts to begin asking questions i cant answer, and i hate myself. i really feel i hate myself right now. and not for one specific thing. i want to be me again. not this shameful thing i have become. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive smoked a few cigarettes in the past week. i swore to myself i never would. i did. for no reason, no temptation, no frustration, just got one from somebody and smoked it. definetly overrated. oh well. i smoked a few more over the next 4 or 5 days. for no apparent reason. not addicted or anything, just to be doing it i guess. i wont anymore i dont think. i really despise them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need someone to slap me, or pinch me, or punch me. or i need something lifechanging to break myself from my surrealism and to get me back into reality.</content>
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    <title>Politics</title>
    <published>2005-09-22T02:44:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-22T02:44:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border:1px solid black"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;You are a   &lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Social Conservative&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font shmolor="#a8a8a8" size="3"&gt;(38% permissive)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;and an...   &lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Economic Liberal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font shmolor="#a8a8a8" size="3"&gt;(18% permissive)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are best described as a:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;&lt;u&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Strong Democrat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table height="375" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="375" background="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/politics/chart_political.gif" border="0" name="thetable"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;  &lt;tr height="287"&gt;  &lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td width="249"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr height="87"&gt;  &lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td valign="top" align="left" width="249"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/politics_you.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table height="375" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="375" background="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/politics/chart_basic.jpg" border="0" name="thetable"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;  &lt;tr height="287"&gt;  &lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td width="249"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr height="87"&gt;  &lt;td width="125"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td valign="top" align="left" width="249"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/politics_you.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/politics"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Politics Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Euphoria</title>
    <published>2005-09-22T02:26:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-22T02:26:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My Pseudonym for Michael is Lucky. Isn't that awesome. I didn't do anything spectacular today, i went to school, did school stuff, ate school stuff, then i went to lunch. Here's my afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; PseudoLeafClover [10:07 PM]:  whats up&lt;br /&gt; Margatron2k [10:09 PM]:  nothing rallllllly&lt;br /&gt; Margatron2k [10:09 PM]:  you?&lt;br /&gt; PseudoLeafClover [10:09 PM]:  i ate a banana today, and i mowed the grass. then i went to sleep. then i ate the banana, then mowed the grass. after i woke up i went to target where i bought the baanan that i ate earlier, and got gas for the lawn mower. then i ate the banana and mowed the grass and im here now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah great afternoon. gotta work tomorrow. BLAH!!! but i get paid Friday. ok. Hopefully going out to eat Saturday night, at Olive Garden, maybe 7-8ish. i don't know when. but IM or talk to me at school ill give you more details.</content>
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    <published>2005-09-16T04:01:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-16T04:01:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel like shit. i mean i guess the day wa sokay, but as im sititng here yping this i really feel shitty. my life is not what i expected it to be 10 years ago, hell even 2 years ago. of course, it never is, we all lose track of what we really want in life and fail to put forth the adequate effort. most of us anyway. i have no motivation to do anything. i wake up, do what is placed in front of me that day, and repeat the next day. i dont want to go out of ym way to do anything, and everything i do is just ordinary and bland. theres no excitement in my life, and i feel alone. but i have for a very long time. i just wnat things to be better.</content>
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    <title>ok</title>
    <published>2005-09-14T19:39:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-14T19:39:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Wait - Earshot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ive decided against reposting everything i have written down, at least now anyways. so sorry, go fuck off. anywyas heres some enw info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went to see a lawyer for my emancipation and he said i have a good case. and id be the 3rd person in his 24 years of beng a lawyer that has gotten it. also found out my mom is incarcerated. brings tears (of joy) to my eyes. ive been kinda talking to this girl in my study hall and business class. shes really cool and completely different from most the girls i know. shes a yankee though, from pennsylvania. oh well, i guess i can let that slide, haha. anyways. ill see how that goes. ive been an asshole lately and ahve been neglecting to talk to a few people. im really sorry, ive just been trying to keep to myself for the past 3 weeks. i hope we can still be friends and ill try to talk to you at some point. and to someone else, who i;ve also neglected to talk to, im really sorry too. and i hope you can understand why i am the way i am. i still care about you, and thats why i think this is best. ill try to email or call you sometime soon, after i get some things taken care of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope school is going well for everyone. nearly 3 weeks down:). i have A's in all classes and a B in bio. o well. there are no A's, i have the only B, and like 3 C's, thats gotta be worth something. and im starting to feel better on the inside every day. maybe ill get my head on straight before the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill write more later.</content>
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    <title>Ok bare with me</title>
    <published>2005-09-14T02:54:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-14T02:54:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>T.V.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok osrry i havent updated in awhile, i have all my entries written down somewhere for the past two weeks. il ltyr to get them up within the week. hopefully some of you guys still read?</content>
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    <title>I'm about to snap</title>
    <published>2005-08-26T05:04:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-26T05:04:47Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">ok well aftermy last post, i went to work. and needless to say it sucked major cock. 4 people quit today, all who were supposed to work tonight so james the manager called in 2 people to cover 4...well first the numbers dont add up right, neither do their capabilities. and then to make matter worse, those 2 had worked morning shift today, s they were fucken tired. thennnnn, he puts the 2 other nightshift people (other than me) on registers. so we ahve a tired, understaffed, undermanaged crew on a thursday. so that sucks. i get stuck on oven again as always..what a surprise. to make matetrs worse, james tels me to stay on oven, and dont help elsewhere. soi listen to him, and i get to cut and box 1 pizza at atime, as opposed to the normnal 5. so me, the best crew person, gets stuck on a spot tha im not needed, when i could be elsewhere. oh well. im looking for another job and when i find one, im gone form this hell hole. i need a place where i can enjoy working, possibly be a manager, and more importantly, NO FAST FOOD. so when i find that...bye bye little shitholes pizza. i work every day till school starts, i wont be surprised if i walk out one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, i get to go out with my grandma in the morning. fuck yes, im so excited...HA! yeah sure, im gonna get to hear her bitch about having to pay one of my moms bills of like $600...lol. jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to bed. cya guys later..0</content>
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    <title>Bitches</title>
    <published>2005-08-25T17:32:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-25T17:32:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jess's IM's</lj:music>
    <content type="html">For those who care:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Latin III - Woodford&lt;br /&gt;2 - AP Calc - Orkin&lt;br /&gt;3 - Bio 2 Honors - Cornelison&lt;br /&gt;4 - Government Honors - Rudder&lt;br /&gt;5 - English 12 - Emanuel (lunch sometime in here i've been told)&lt;br /&gt;6 - Study Hall - Emanuel&lt;br /&gt;7 - Business Law Management - Scharnus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i have a few classes with some of you guys, and i hope some of you i dont even see throughout the year. hehe. see you guys monday.</content>
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    <title>Hippity-Hoo-Plah</title>
    <published>2005-08-25T04:46:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-25T04:46:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Only" - NiN (in my head however)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"If life was the devil, would you send it to hell?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day was interesting. i got my summons for my emancipation, court on sept 28th. i hope it all goes well. i  went to work at 5. the new manager james is a straight dumbass and wont listen to my advice, so we got fucked and whatnot. he tried blaming the crew but its his fault. i left at 9:15 so hes the real loser, having to close. muahaha.david treated dickey and myself, and of course himself to o'charleys. dickey didnt eat. daivd and i ate well. was good. though our waitress (maybe waitor) had much facial hair and seemed very rude, and very unattractive by all means. then when she handed me my box she winked at me. i was scared. she was so bad we debated wheather or not to leave a tip, bc of her rudeness, and we had the amazing idea to spell out the word 'tip' in the fries david didnt get. anyways, we elft from there, and went to daivds, and we played super smash brothers. played 4 games, i own the first 2, jason won the 2nd 2. david was the first out all but the last game. was a blast. anyways, i jsut got outta the shwoer, must wake up at the crack of noon tomorrow, (actually 10...haplah) and gotta work the rest of the week....ergh. oh well, i get paid friday, and have 1/3 of it already spent. oh well, still 200$ for my pocket, or my bank, or whatever...money taking bastards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its almost 1 and i could be doing better things. later guys.</content>
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