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 Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 1:13 pm
That's not polite Shadow. Tsk Tsk.
My school decided not to have a snow day even though it has been snowing all day and is still snowing just because we have used up a lot of snow days and two hour delays. It's just stupid. My friends were afraid to drive home and my driver's ed was canceled.
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 1:27 pm
Remember Mary Poppins' bag? Twice the storage space.
So tired.... I feel like a zombie.
Brains....
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 2:13 pm
hmmm....
anyone else's family annoy the hell out of them?
I had an urge to tackle and beat the s**t out of my brother last night...
I realize i have anger issues... hmmm... idk what to do... not like major issues to the point of i need anger management, just i get annoyed really easily.
he started talking about something i already knew, i told him i didn't care and to leave, yet he still tried to say he wasn't arguing, and kept talking about the same damn thing, i finally told him to get the ******** out of my room. bleh
i NEED a vacation...
sweatdrop gonk
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 8:07 pm
I'm going to start cursing now. Everyone look away.
Holy s**t my roomate is so ******** loud. Whenever she opens her mouth I just hear screaming, like on those cartoons. Just non-stop screeching. NON. STOP. I'm not even joking, not even a little bit. If you get within twenty feet of her it's like her rader picks you up and she just starts complaining about everything. So far today: her job, she doesn't feel well, school is hard, boys are confusing, she needs more money, blah blah blah. All real concerns, yeah, but I don't need to hear about them EVERY ******** DAY. I have no idea when she takes time to breathe.
Here's a story: about a week ago she had a male friend spend the night. They--she--talked the whole time. THE WHOLE TIME. And I don't mean they chatted until one then fell asleep. Oh no. She was still screeching like a harpy when I managed to finally fall asleep at five, and was still talking when I had to get up for class at eight. I don't think she's human. No human could do that.
Holy ******** now she's singing. She's singing right now. My other roomate finally managed to extract herself (she was telling a story about how she told a story in class), so she started to SING.
PLEASE GOD KILL ME NOW.
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 8:16 pm
*duct tapes her mouth shut*
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo
so... i'm Dating... mhmmm... finally got man enough to ask her... so happy... put me in a good mood, got a energy buzz from it and whatnot...
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 12:26 pm
Arrow Slingzen I'm going to start cursing now. Everyone look away. Holy s**t my roomate is so ******** loud. Whenever she opens her mouth I just hear screaming, like on those cartoons. Just non-stop screeching. NON. STOP. I'm not even joking, not even a little bit. If you get within twenty feet of her it's like her rader picks you up and she just starts complaining about everything. So far today: her job, she doesn't feel well, school is hard, boys are confusing, she needs more money, blah blah blah. All real concerns, yeah, but I don't need to hear about them EVERY ******** DAY. I have no idea when she takes time to breathe. Here's a story: about a week ago she had a male friend spend the night. They--she--talked the whole time. THE WHOLE TIME. And I don't mean they chatted until one then fell asleep. Oh no. She was still screeching like a harpy when I managed to finally fall asleep at five, and was still talking when I had to get up for class at eight. I don't think she's human. No human could do that. Holy ******** now she's singing. She's singing right now. My other roomate finally managed to extract herself (she was telling a story about how she told a story in class), so she started to SING. PLEASE GOD KILL ME NOW. Please, mother of god, write a book. I would buy it in a heartbeat! The expression of your speech is perfect. I can hear the venom dripping, and it's pretty amazing.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 3:01 am
The last three posts are so epically awesome. This page makes the 20k for the guild all worth while. xd
Arrow... I understand your pain. My brother is the same. Complains all day long about NOTHING and EVERYTHING at the same time. Doesn't seem physically possible, but he pulls it off.
He'll talk to me about something, I tune him out when I see his mouth opening, EVEN WHEN I'M GOING PEE, he'll stand outside the door and prattle on.
*shoots self*
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 12:02 pm
NO MUSE NO! *grabs gun before you pull the trigger and shoots your brother*
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 1:22 pm
Actually, I don't think she's much of a threat now that she's apparently shot herself. *Gasp!* Do you know what this means? It means... WE'RE FREE! Free to.. um... well, I'm not really sure, but the point is WE'RE FREEEEEEEE!
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 3:31 pm
O.o WTF?! she shot herself or someone shot her and made it look like she shot herself... hmmm... is she dead or just shot?
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 8:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 7:46 am
This is just silly. Everyone knows that Muse-ghost makes Casper look like the Headless Horseman. You can haunt me any day. On to better things then?
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 11:14 am
yes like trying to figure out what i should get Katie for Valentines day, she likes chocolate without coconut and music...
so idk
maybe some chocolate heart thingy, a few custom mixes and regular cd's (all burned obviously) and a dozen roses?
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 3:17 pm
I got my diploma today. I am so excited I forgot how to spell diploma on that first one and had to use spell checker. xd
Maybe the lazy part of me will take a back seat later and let me upload a photo of it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 5:53 pm
Dude omigod. This is the first time in... four years that I'll be alone on Valentines Day. *Sigh* The first year Billy got me a rose he stole from his neighbor... then a bag of skittles, then nothing, then a tetris heart picture on my myspace.
Um.
Well, nevermind then. *is cheery again*
~
Congrats on the diploma! Now you can show the world your magic fingers at work!
That wasn't meant to be a creepy as it sounded.
Or was it...?
No, it wasn't.
*winkwink*
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