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Saturday, December 11, 2004

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Thursday, December 09, 2004

Oh- I also got Petrikas to watch Salad Fingers. One messed up cartoon. Search for it on google. "Salad Fingers Cartoon". Its FREAKAY but funny. Anyway, ownage.

Oh yeah and Jennifer effing slashed me with scissors, pyscho. If she was a guy her face would be busted in.

I own my math class with my talk of penis gauging and sex drawings. (lol)


Wooo.. I haven't updated in lord knows how long. Anyway. I'm need even going to try to make up for my lost time; but start again from current life.

 

It was yesterday that I realized that I'm a procrastinator. Not one of these people who sit there saying "Oh yeah, I'll do it in 5 mins" Then do it. I'm one of those people who sit there in there room playing the bass, listening to music, and staring at the wall when they KNOW they have two 85 point SG sheets due the next day. And the sheets still aren't done. What, its like 8:15. I still haven't touched my biology book.

 

It seems as though theres a daily procedure I always go through.

Wake up- Stall until it is time to get on the bus.

Go to school- Talk the whole time and do my work, talk more, jump around.

Get home- Sit around until I fall asleap, do my homework at like 10 at night. (sigh)

I need more in my life. I know I can't just waste me life idley like this. I need to be doing something constructive, like praying or reading my bible. But instead I stare at the wall... Why? I need help. I've asked Jesus.. but its like my heart is a one way telegraph. I send out my prayers but I never really know if they reach the Lord... because I can't feel anything coming back to me. When will I feel it like I used to?


Monday, November 08, 2004

No names will mentioned, but ignorant people really make me angry. Like when I'm saying something in class and I have the whole class laughing theres always that one asshole who is angry that I was the one to say a certain remark, or tell a funny story. So they say stuff to make me feel bad, like "No one cares" Or "You know hes making that up, right?" And I'm just like. Ugh. I just hate it. Why is it that some people can't be content with another's happiness?

Se7en recorded its first some Saturday night. We call it "Timshel". Its amazing. We rule all emo ness. Dude I own you.

 

Shweeeeeet. Anyway, ttyl. I <3 Kathy


Thursday, November 04, 2004

Well here I am, I'm about to eat and today was awesome, we're raising funds in LA for HHH and its gonna be cool. Lunch was fun, And so were all the other classes like usual. Except Geometry, I have no friends in there, but I like being the outsider that no one knows anything about. It feels cool. I have some friends, but everyone thinks I'm a druggy. I'm not though.

I love Kathy!



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