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Moi would like to claim  snowyowlofdoom pleaseeeeeey >^.^<
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[17 Nov 2002|12:09pm] |
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( hello! )
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[17 Nov 2002|05:37am] |
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It's been a blur these last few days. I do remember that I've been out every night until the wee hours of the morning. (Hell, I got home at 5:00 am today!) I've been drinking a bit. Smoking up a bit. Drinking a little more. Drinking a little more... and then a little more after that. The rest is kind of a blur.
I also remember that Todd's been by my side the past few days. There's so much that I need to vent out and say, and Todd's been the only person that I've been able to do that with.
Hehehe... I was at Tim Hortons with Todd tonight. This big fat guy with a mullet walks in. We're in the smoke pit, so we can't hear what he's saying, but him and the night supervisor were fighting about something. We think nothing of it. We're about to leave, and we hear the supervisor say something about calling the police on this man if he didn't leave. Apparently, he got kicked out yesterday morning. I don't know for what. But it had to be bad if the people on nights wouldn't serve him at two in the morning. The cops ended up coming and taking him off. As soon as we heard about the cops being called, we sat right back down and watched. Some people make asses out of themselves for stupid reasons. There's another Tim Hortons down the road. Hell, it's Welland. There's one on every corner. Go to another one, asshole!
I've been thinking a lot about Brandee, yet again. Big surprise there, huh? Todd pointed out... I treated her like gold. I don't care what she says. She took everything. She used me and then moved on like I wasn't even there. I feel so hurt. I want so bad to have some sort of revenge. I don't want to hurt her, though. That's why I don't want to press charges on her and No Frills. But then again, she has everyone believing that I'm a wife-beater who's now so fucked that I'm stalking her. Everyone in No Frills "knows" all about me. *sigh* The whold town's going to think I'm a freak. I want to get her with defamation of character. I don't know if I can do that, though.
If anyone has any suggestions/donations, just let me know.
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[16 Nov 2002|11:05pm] |
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I'd be interested in getting more native scripts up on the Interests lists for names of languages. Is "عربية" the correct word for Arabic? Any other names for languages would be appreciated, there is room for 7 more interests... but I'd be willing to delete a few.
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[17 Nov 2002|01:19am] |
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you know...if you're considering claiming your girlfriend/boyfriend why not claim your best friend instead,cause 75% of the people that claimed their bf/gf since i joined have unclaimed them for someone else...
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[16 Nov 2002|08:24pm] |
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Ĉu konvenus aldoni "internationalism" ("internaciismo") al la interesoj de ĉi tiu komunumo?
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[16 Nov 2002|08:04pm] |
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Autumn, they are talking about saskachewan on tv! somw lirrlw town called Kipling!
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[16 Nov 2002|08:49pm] |
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Actually, scratch what I posted before. I'll take no claim for the time being, until things work themselves out.
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| Atkins drop out reporting |
[16 Nov 2002|08:25pm] |
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Hey guys, I hate to say this but I have dropped out of the diet. Seems like I wasn't getting anywhere with it. Wasn't losing any weight & I was very frustrated. I have caught up on your weight losses...congrats to all of you who continue to lose. My goal is still to lose, but I have to do a motified plan. I started back to work last week & so I drank the shake for breakfast & took my protein bar for lunch & then ate whatever when I got home. So I am still at the same weight, I have purchased an elliptical machine & have been using it. That is helping me with the inches, but that's good...cause I am buying smaller clothes. Anyway I will still be monitoring this site for your accomplishments & I'll post when I can. You guys offered great support. Keep it up!
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[16 Nov 2002|04:18pm] |
Hey all,
I have been up for a hour now. I got quite a bit done last night thoguh I'm sad to report that it seems most of what I've done has been undone by dad grrrrrrrrrrr .
We bought a Christmas tree, it was Autumn's Idea really,. she started talking about christismas n' stuff. I wasn't planning on doing much at all this year but... ya know you gotta have a tree. So we bought this little Norfolk tree with Ordiments already on it. I'll probably add a few to personalize it later on.
hmmmm other than that not much else goin' on. So I guess I'll go.
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[16 Nov 2002|10:11pm] |
Well today I went to York which was about as weird as always. It was still only the third time I've been back since I left school there, and the first time I had been back to the school. I mean, I walked through the entire campus to go pick up my sister from school. So that was scary. And very very strange. I remembered every inch of wall, every brick of every building. And I remembered an awful lot - I saw the walls we'd queued up against as kids, waiting to walk over to the canteen together. And I saw the rugby pitch I ran round 10 times for cross country. And the windows of the art room. And the steps outside the canteen, that we'd queue up at again before we went in to eat.
I DIGRESS. I do that alot. We went shopping and it was ok, I got some cool stuff, for Christmas. And my mum bought a stash tin because she liked it. Ha. It wasn't an 'I like the pope, the pope smokes dope' one or anything, it had fake fur on the top. She's gonna keep on her desk at college.
I DIGRESS AGAIN. Then we picked up my sister from school, I had to make an extra effort to look cool so I could impress her friends - anything to raise the street cred of my little sister. So I slouched around and talked about cool stuff. Kind of fun. Though the thought of anyone thinking I'm cool is more than amusing. They probably just thought I was fucking weird, with a short sleeved tshirt over a pinstriped shirt and a plastic red necklace from a charity shop and a school tie as a hairband. C'est la vie.
Then we drove home. And I can't be arsed writing about the rest of the day because it wasn't nearly as interesting. Except we left the house for York at 7.15 am this morning. Mmf.
I only saw one girl I knew, we used to hang out, I went to her house. She must have left because I saw her shopping with her mum in the morning, when everyone at St Peter's has classes. I didn't say hello. I couldn't. But you know, I went and stuff.
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| szia |
[16 Nov 2002|04:33pm] |
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Anyone speak hungarian? I would love to learn it
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[16 Nov 2002|01:16pm] |
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I really need to stop wanting to look like the people I lust. This can't be healthy.
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[16 Nov 2002|12:01pm] |
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Week 1 Week 2
weight: -1.5lb +0.5lb
body fat %: -0.9% -0.8%
total fat: -2.0lb -1.0lb
lean mass: +0.5 +1.5
Wow. Glad I'm keeping all the crazy stats. If I had just been going by the scale, my weight went UP a half pound since last week. And I'd be freakin' out about now.
Except, I lost a pound of fat and gained a pound and a half of lean mass. Overall bodyfat percentage dropped. *dang!*
That's pretty cool. :D :D :D I sure do love lifting weights!
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| your not too friendly when you act like that should i smash your fuckin head with a baseball bat |
[16 Nov 2002|02:15pm] |
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I owe my family some money. Because it's not summer and I can't work full time or even regularly because everyone's hours are cut back.
In the summer I'd make about 400, give or take, ever two weeks. But I'm an asshole and didn't save anything up. And now I'm making about 200, give or take, and I buy myself food and anything I need and I don't have too much left over to last me for the second week until pay day.
My sister's birthday fell on a week when I had no money this year. I was broke as broke could be. I told her I would make it up to her. I offered to take her out for dinner that weekend. She worked instead.
There was nothing I could do at the time.
As of lately I'm worrying about my mother's birthday. I was almost fired from work from doing a crappy job one night. My mom has no idea about any of that. All she sees is an ungrateful daughter who asks for rides places. She doesn't know that I'm worrying about having enough money to give her for her trip to Mexico. All she sees is the skin surface of me. She has no idea I have holes in my stomach and heart from unspent feelings.
So today my sister was talking at me about finances. About how it bothers her that she got me a birthday gift and was excited to give it to me and I've given her nothing. Not even money. She got me a little sleeping dragon, things to decorate pretty much. Not to make me ungrateful but it's not like she did anything spectacular for me either. She worked on my birthday. The whole week surrounding my birthday was terrible and she helped make it that.
I sat quietly throughout what she was saying.The whole while a pill dissolving on my tongue, my medicine, because I can't swallow pills. Then mom came out and started to bark in at me. My sister was talking, mom was using a raised voice. I hate when she yells at me. Or even talks loudly at me. It's degrading and makes me feel like shit.
I got up to leave because the pill was starting to make me feel sick. It's not like they taste good, they're bitter and quite gross. Mom yelled "Of course you leave! Can't handle the truth, eh?!" Like she has any idea about my truth. She doesn't even know me deeper then skin.
So now the rest of my day is going to be spent cleaning and thinking about how this day started.
And my stomach hurts because the anger inside me is locked in there. Just like when Andrea talks about me, or my dog eats something she shouldn't.
It hurts.
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[16 Nov 2002|11:28am] |
This is really cool. NIN-themed art that someone did for their thesis... It's quite good.
EH HEHEHEHEHE:
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| Mahangin na talaga! (It's really windy!) |
[16 Nov 2002|10:27am] |
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I was sleeping so nicely. Then I heard this knocking noise coming from behind my books. I was thinking "oh fuck, there is a huge rat that's trying to get out." Thank god there wasn't a rat, but I can still hear it. I went outside and it was extremely windy out. The cover for the fire extinguisher was hanging and banging on the wall. Aha.
So I guess I'll stay awake. I wish this Qwest problem would hurry up, I have LOTS of e-mail to catch up on. As well as the juicy tidbits in your journals. I'm so behind!
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