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I don't remember the last time I took to sit down and write about the events in my life and to rant out my feelings. I have had an emotional ride since the last time I have written anything. I have been betrayed and have watched people dying. Lets backup and recount all that has happened. I became friends with R. early in this past spring quarter and we became inseperable. It was a really good friendship in which I shared many things I have never told anyone. We had our rocky times just like any other friendship in this world. During our friendship my father went into cardiac arrest and she came with me to find out what hospital he was at and came to the hospital for visits. For about 2 weeks I made daily visits to the hospital. When they sent my dad home on confinement due to lung clots they had to work to get out before they would do surgery on him. About 2 weeks into the confinment R. and I had a falling out due to lies told to her by an ex-friend of mine. She accused me and found me guilty of shit I never did and didnt wait to ask me about it before finding me guilty. (That was a blow.) About two weeks later I left for CT while my brother stayed home wit my Dad. In CT I went to a Bon Jovi/ Nickleback concert and did a lot of thins to get my mind off of what had been happening at home. I came home to find out that my Dad is to have a dyfibulator put in and his heart shocked back into rythm and that he has been put on the heart transplant list and to also find I am the executor of his estate in case anything happens. I am saddened by one fact though. No matter what I say he is till going out getting drunk and eating unheathly food in huge quanities. If he keeps this up he is not going to last long so at times I feel like I am just waiting for the call to hear he is dead. He is an example of what i do not want to become. My friend Chris became engaged while I was gone and I am soon to be a maid of honor. I came home late Thursday night after 5 hours of sleep and 18 hours of driving t hang out with my brother because he was leaving the next morning to see his GF and then head to school. On Friday I hung out with Chris and then she disappeared . I found out from her Mom on Wednesday after many unanswered calls that she had gone to stay with Rob (her fiance) and she had no clue when she would be back. Well at that time I had two weeks till school started and a lot of time to fill. During this time I saw my ex-or-whatever-you-can-call-him and wish I hadn't seen him in the first place. During this time I really needed someone to talk to but had no one I felt comfortable in confiding in so I turned to my mom. I have not always had a comfortable relationship with her but she has come thru this time around. I have also come to terms with my weight problem/eating disorder and am working on changing for the better. I think I really need to rediscover who I really am and what I really care for. I have become to chalant about things to the point I don't care anymore about the things that define me. I need to start caring again. I make this my statement of intent to change. It will be slow and very hard to do but I am willing to hurt in order to change. Without pain there is no gain. I start classes tomorrow. I find myself feeling like I did the first day I went to college... aprehensive... even though thats a funny idea since I am a second year senior. Maybe it is normal but I can't help laughing at myself. Today I put up about 70 books for sell and have sold six of them and made 40 dollars.... HURRAY! Ok that is enough releasing for one day. Cya!

Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative

I turned 21 this past Saturday... Do I feel any different... No not really...

I am about to fall over literally... Not enough sleep... and aerobics on top of that... My body looks better than it has in years but at the same time I have mastered yawning without looking like I am. Beyond that stalker boy is gone. Hurray! I turn 21 in less than two weeks... On a saturday none the less... and I don't have to work :) Hmmm... I wonder what I will be doing... not really. I upgraded my video card on my PC with a low end graphics card but it works with my gamming and my budget.

Confessions of a messed up college student
Ok now that you've opened this you HAVE to answer this all truthfully...

I'm afraid of the quiet: Yes when it gets too quiet.
I have cut myself: yes and with the intent to.

I'm afraid of the dark:
After I have watched too many scary movies and also the things that go bump in the night *if wielding a deadly weapon*.

I'm afraid of facing my back to open doors at night:
No... but need the door closed.

I shut others out when I'm sad:
Uhhhmmm... yes and no. Depends on who you talk to.

I communicate with others easily:
More so currently than I use to. But at times give me a ball bat and watch for me on America's most wanted*luff that show*.

I watch the news:
Rarely. I normally hear about it.

I own over 5 rap CDs:
No, I listen to the radio.

I own something from Hot Topic:
Yes if you count a magazine and a bracelet.

I love Disney movies: Uhmm I use to be but... Disney should never make sequals. I say we should create a law to ban them from doing so.

I am a sucker for eyes: Hmmm... baby blue eye...

I kill bugs: No not on a regular bases.

I have an "x" in my screen name: No.

I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation:
Uhmm it was an accident. :(

I like Spam:
I hate it with a passion whethers its food or electronic.

I bake well: Depends on what I am baking


I have worn pajamas to class:
Yes, and they were comfy too.

I have a job:
2 jobs.

I love Martha Stewart:
Hmmm... not sure.

I am in love with someone/like someone:
I like someone.

I like to laugh:
Yeah even when it hurts.

I have tried alcohol:
A couple of times.

I have tried cigarettes:
2 times and have been a secondhand smoker for years.

I have cough drops when I'm not sick:
No.

I have smoked weed:
No saddly enough.

Swallowing pills make you gag: No.

I have many emotional scars: yeah.

I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room!: Yeah I could sleep once it was a dead spider.

I am really ticklish: Nope.

I love chocolate: No I don't really like but will get a craving for it ever once and a while.

I bite my nails: No that's just nasty.

I am comfortable with being me: I like me better than I use to. But no I do not give self hugs.

Seen a shooting star: About 3.

Laughed and had some type of beverage come out of your nose:
Yes and Coke is the worst. That shit burns.

Swore at your parents:
No even though they have swore at me.

Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour:
I hate milk.

Bitten someone: Yes.

Gotten the chicken pox:
Yes when I was a kid.

Crashed into a car: No... a tree doesn't count right?

Ridden in a taxi:
Yes.

Had feelings for someone who didn't like you back:
Yeah.

Had a crush on a teacher/coach:
No.

Been On A Plane:
No I have been in a helicopter though.

Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show:
Saw it for the first time when I was home faking illness and munching on Taco Hell when I was 12.

Thrown up in a bar:
No.

Eaten Sushi:
Yeah.

Walked purposefully into traffic with your eyes closed?
Nope.

I tried to kill myself: Yeah but I don't plan to try that again.


Repost this with your own confessions.

Recently I received a check from Microsoft for doing a diary survey in the amount of 100 dollars. But due to the check having two signature lines and only one signature my bank refuses to cash or even deposit and hold the check. I honestly have to say that is fucked up. Yes it is a Canadian check, yes it does have two signature lines, but it also has a signature.

Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated

Ever since I left on vacation there has been a nagging individual. My Dad even though I do think he loves me he does not know how to put others needs in front of his own. Sadly this means that ever 2 days i hear from him and he wants to argue or debate fucking nonsense... Like tis morning when he wanted to argue about me shipping stuff home through the mail. I received 2 beautiful fairy statues while here in CT. I love them and want to get them home with no damage. Now I have the option of trying to stuff them into my luggage which i will be carting around and these beautiful figurines being juggled and banged about... A.K.A. Getting broken...
When I called to check in and tell him about some packages arriving for me... His immediate response is that I should bring them home in my luggage instead of the mail... When I argue my side he then proceeds to tell me I should not have bought these items in the first place... I honestly said "I DID NOT BUY THEM THEY ARE PRESENTS!!! WHICH I DO NOT WANT TO BE BROKEN." Another time he called me to ask to borrow my recorder... for a moment I was fooled into thinking we were not going to get into a debate or argument... I was wrong... we proceed to have an argument about batteries...
WTF batteries... Then in one of the convos we have had he has started to reminded me of how many days i have left till i come home...
Lets be honest for a moment... I love my vacation but his calls make me angry and sometimes led me to tears... I don't give a fuck that he is going through a divorce it is not my fault and I should not have to suffer because he can not stand to be alone for 2 fucking days in a row... I have put up with more than my share of his behavior and I don't think I am going to be strong enough to handle more. I think this may be an issue of respect more than anything else... I am paying for this all on my own I am getting no help from either of my parents where as Jose's trips where either paid for in full or half by them... Unfair? I would have to say so but I can't sit and whine about it because that does me no good... I have worked hard and deserve some sort of peace...
I think I feel more at home and at peace here than I have in over 3 years... Here I am not a toy to be used to hurt someone else. I do not have to watch what I do and do not say to the people around me. I do not have to be emotionally distant to keep myself safe. I feel a sense of freedom here that I will miss above all else. I never want it to end in all honesty... I find that when I am away from my family I am a different person... A better person.

Current Mood: discontentdiscontent

While on vacation i took the time to think about the shit I've pulled and there is one person who stands out. To you I have to say sorry. I know that you are dead to me now but I will never forget your laugh, your smile, your intellect and your heart.

Looking back at me I see
That I never really got it right
I never stopped to think of you
I'm always wrapped up in
Things I cannnot win
You are the antidote that gets me by
Something strong
Like a drug that gets me high

What I really meant to say
Is I'm sorry for the way I am
I never meant to be so cold to you

And I'm sorry about all the lies
Maybe in a different light
You could see me stand on my own again
Cause now i can see
You were the antidote that got me by
Something strong like a drug that got me high
I never meant to be so cold

I never really wanted you to see
The screwed up side of me that I keep
Locked inside of me so deep
It always seems to get to me
I never really wanted you to go
So many things you should have known
I guess for me theres just no hope
I never meant to be so cold

Hmmmm I feel better but slightly lost...

Current Mood: confusedconfused

Meo meo

I talked to Llysana till about 2:30 AM about two nights ago and plans are set :) I am so happy to be getting away for awhile... :) I have started walking/jogging two miles a day. I find during this time I tend to think about what could have been and I dislike myself for it... Living in the past never helps anyone. Also i have a new policy in life... Sad but true I am not taking crap from others without a fight :P
Uhhmmm... I learned something new as an oper today. There are rules, policies and guidlines... Guidlines are treated as rules by some and suggestions by other. I do not live in a world of complete black and white or right wrong but... At times some opers take guidlines to heart and other oper just don't give a shit...
So what type of oper am I... Uhhmmm I guess the annoying type because i ask questions and learn by example. Do I know more about irctoo then i did before my oper... HELL YEAH!!! :P
*To be continued*

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