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Mar 31, 2005 12:22

okay, now i'm becoming obsessive compolsive about this application.
i check my mail as often as i can

i want them to write

i don't want to waitress anymore

mom put me in a crappy mood by yelling at me about the fafsa application to wake me up then getting mad when i tried to explain it to her and fix things. so i walked away. she can figure it out on her own.

ouch.
i hurt.
ahhemhem. . .
KEATH
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