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Jingle bells, jingle bells.
DAMN IT, I WANT TO GO HOME!!!!!
Ignore the capslock rape...
I'm anxious to get the hell out of here. I wanna go home and sleep in my bed and cuddle with my girlfriend and eat decent food and see my mom and my best friend WHO'S BEEN IN HAWAII FOR THE PAST THREE WEEKS AND WASN'T THERE WHEN I WAS IN TOWN FOR THANKSGIVING!!!!
Evil woman...*stabs Karen repeatedly*
She knows I love her, but...*growls*
What happened to the days when I rambled on about what happened during my day and how much life generally sucked but I dealt with it because it was life and there was always something worth living for?
Oh yeah. College...
An old friend of mine got ahold of my email because we're in the same college network. (University of Missouri, blah, blah, blah) This wasn't too big of an issue really...
Except that I was in love with the bastard for five fucking years...
Don't nobody tell me one can't be in love at twelve. I was, and it sucked. I got enough crap from my sister and my friends because they didn't believe me, and it's one of the main reasons why I don't trust half of them anymore.
Except Lindner. You can't not love Lindner. ^.^
So I had a mild breakdown the other day. I was shaking pretty badly for awhile. It wasn't a pretty sight. I wanted to go home, but my friend wouldn't take me with her for the weekend because she's a right pain in the ass. >.> So I won't be going home for another two weeks. Next Thursday.
And then I need to take my computer up to Best Buy so they can fix it.
I've just had one hell of a week.
DAMN IT, I WANT TO GO HOME!!!!!
Ignore the capslock rape...
I'm anxious to get the hell out of here. I wanna go home and sleep in my bed and cuddle with my girlfriend and eat decent food and see my mom and my best friend WHO'S BEEN IN HAWAII FOR THE PAST THREE WEEKS AND WASN'T THERE WHEN I WAS IN TOWN FOR THANKSGIVING!!!!
Evil woman...*stabs Karen repeatedly*
She knows I love her, but...*growls*
What happened to the days when I rambled on about what happened during my day and how much life generally sucked but I dealt with it because it was life and there was always something worth living for?
Oh yeah. College...
An old friend of mine got ahold of my email because we're in the same college network. (University of Missouri, blah, blah, blah) This wasn't too big of an issue really...
Except that I was in love with the bastard for five fucking years...
Don't nobody tell me one can't be in love at twelve. I was, and it sucked. I got enough crap from my sister and my friends because they didn't believe me, and it's one of the main reasons why I don't trust half of them anymore.
Except Lindner. You can't not love Lindner. ^.^
So I had a mild breakdown the other day. I was shaking pretty badly for awhile. It wasn't a pretty sight. I wanted to go home, but my friend wouldn't take me with her for the weekend because she's a right pain in the ass. >.> So I won't be going home for another two weeks. Next Thursday.
And then I need to take my computer up to Best Buy so they can fix it.
I've just had one hell of a week.