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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 11:38 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 1:57 pm
I wonder how much longer I'll be able to take not telling him. I'm sure he knows. But I want to tell him anyway.
If he and I had never dated and he was still acting like this, I'd be positive that he liked me as more than a friend.
I'm hungry...why do I have to be so lazy? D:
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 3:40 pm
Whoa. Original versions pwn american dubs. o_o
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 11:01 pm
Will that wash out? I wish I spoke better German. I wonder what they're doing in Europe right now. I wish I would have gone. Mmm. Snacks. EMO KID HI IM COOL I hate being jealous and clingy. .__.
I wish I had my old account back. Why'd I leave?! I think too much.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 11:30 pm
Nooooooo! gonk I broke my chair...so now I'm stuck on the floor...
Hmmm. Methinks I'll leave my window open a teensy bit tonight...so I can hear the rain. =)
I'm glad I'm not the only one getting "wtf" vibes from the relationship I have with him...I'm glad I'm not the only one who feels like it's as if we're dating, but not at the same time...
What the heck happened to the invite sticky? o.O
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 3:36 pm
A nap sounds really nice right about now.
But I have like 3548713285421047 more notecards to do until I reach 40. ):
My eyes stings. Hope it isn't bleeding.
Did Chris really burst a vein in his eye from puking..? That'd suck. Yet I find it oddly funny. <<;
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 4:03 pm
It's amusing to see all these UFG banners all of a sudden. Although I still want to know where the sticky went. gonk
At least I fixed my chair. And by fixed I mean stole the other one and replaced it with mine. =)
Woo, road trip!! I can't wait - I hope we really do go. *fingers crossed*
8:43 edit:...it's almost nine, and he's not online yet. It was snowing as he started home from school. And he said that he nearly went off the road just because of how badly it was flooded this morning.
s**t. s**t s**t s**t. I know I'm probably freaking out over nothing, but please, please, please let him be okay...
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 9:38 am
Ack, throat. I need a breather. And I want to go to lunch, but I want to watch Chelsea get her blood drawn. Oh s**t, I forgot my toothbrush and deodorant. ******** are creepy. Mmmm, graham crackers. Why do I come over here if she just sits around and calls me a b***h and yells at me and hits me? She BEGS me to come over and then treats me like s**t. Is it just for the cigarettes? I think so. DDDDD:
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 11:20 am
Where is he?? x.x AGH.
I severely dislike snow. D:
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 4:10 pm
Mmm. Peanut butter cookies.
I lost my book. ... ********! gonk
Mustfindmustfindmustfind...
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 7:35 pm
New pizzack of cigarettes. yaaaaaycancer.
I wonder what it's like to have a p***s.
I miss Reddy. Suicide Girls are hot. Reddy should be an SG. >___>;;;;
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 11:13 pm
...I'm going to have to study my a** off for this final. *gives up on takehome test*
I worry waaaay too much. *shrug* But I guess I can't really help it. I want this semester to end, but I don't want to be that far away from him, at the same time. ._. *lame*
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 11:01 am
This whole not-hearing-anything-out-of-my-left-ear is really beginning to bother me. D: Stupid freaking cold, go ********>
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:31 pm
That's the really disturbing. x.o;
Cold. Tired. Wanna read. And get off the phone.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 6:16 pm
...now I feel bad, because he's just about as sick as I am. Although if I was even half as out of it as he was today, I can see why he was freaking out and worrying about me so much.
Argh. I need to get my mule a decent oufit. x.x
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