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ok, this is just like it's named. my journal. i usually write it, but i decided to start typing it. i'll post whatever i end up typing, for privacy sake, some names, places, and other things are changed. 7 - 11 - 2000 |
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entry time: 10:07CDT haylo people. i'm in a lazy mood right now. this morning my mom came in to wake me up. i just groaned, and rolled over. she said, "get up" and forgot to open the curtains. once she left...z land once again! and then my dad came in and tried to tickle me. i just groaned and then turned over yet again. z land again...and then, i couldn't sleep for some odd reason, and i completely forgot the awesome dream i was dreaming. i couldn't remember it if my life depended on it! i hope i dream some cool dream tonight. but whenever i want to, i don't dream. and then when i don't expect a dream...ta da! but anyway, after waking up i went to breakfast as usual. cereal again and bread and bacon. don't forget the orange juice! (yea fifth) after breakfast, i slipped some shorts and a gym shirt on and we headed out around 9:05 for the children's toy factory. they make all kinds of awesome boxes, frames, pins, magnets, and other things. they use these funky paints that give an awesome effect. we bought TONS of them! then we came back around 2:25. long trip, eh? then i spent my normal afternoon. played with the dogs, fed the dogs milk bones, fed the cat some whiskas, went downstairs and watched a movie with freddie prince jr. it was...i don't remember. wing commander? maybe. who knows! and then my dad came downstairs, so up i went! i left him to watch whatever crap was on. the movie was over, so i didn't hesitate to leave! there also wasn't anything to watch, so i was getting ready to leave in the first place. but anyway, after coming upstairs and watching the housekeeper fry some of our chicken for dinner, i decided to get online for a few minutes and check my mail. got online...nobody was online...checked mail...got offline. joyful! dinner time! go sit, eat. i had fried chicken, macaroni and cheese, and salad with that delicious salad dressing. then we talked about my stupid childish things i did when i was little (see about me near the bottom). well, then i went online again to meet my buds! tori and colin! this time tori and i had a human conversation, sort of. *laughs* and colin and i speak like humans to each other at least. he's my sane retreat online. everybody else...they're my nutty buds. he's the only sane one i can talk to seriously, which i only do when i need to. BUT...he's always there! so i wanna thank him for that. THANK YOU COLIN! hehe...and tori? she's my insane retreat. thank you too!! danielle? you're in between...thanks to you too! and all those other people? i thank you for what...oh my god...some truck just went by and honked...i just had a heart attack...*breathes* i'm ok! i'm ok, really. ahh! there it goes again!! ok, i'm living, i'm ok. anyway...thanks to all my buds, friends, and whatever, and you can check yesterday's too! i say the same thing. =) ok! i'm sure i'm boring you with my retarted day! well, wish me luck with my dreams and stories! maybe sometime i'll post one of my stories up here. they are nsync fan fics, but i hate calling them that. that makes them seem so...teeny boppish. it's related on the thing that tori and i play. possibly i'll post one of our convo's on here. *laughs* that would sure knock your socks off! it's so funny!! ok, well, i'm going to leave you now. and this time i'm serious! hehe. here's my quote! *puts in different CD and turns to a random song* 'lie in your arms, so close together. didn't know just what i had. now i toss and turn 'cus i'm without you, how i'm missing you so bad. where was my head, where was my heart? now i cry alone in the dark...i lie awake, i drive myself crazy, i drive myself crazy thinking of you, made a mistake when i let you go baby, i drive myself crazy, wanting you the way that i do...' I Drive Myself Crazy, Chris Kirkpatrick (with L.B., J.C., J.F., and J.T. during the chorus) |
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