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Bullshit
Sunday. 5.6.07 3:32 am
Drinking is one of the most selfish things someone could ever do to another person. I understand why people become straight edge now, and why they only want to be around people who are the same way because alcohol only brings shit that is completely unnecessary to the table, for what? Being drunk for a few hours, over someone's feelings.

It's completely not worth it.

I haven't drank much in my life, and I'm glad. I'm tempted to say that I wouldn't drink anymore from now on but it might happen. I'm just making a promise to myself never to make it a habit like my father did when I was young or my friends when they're not feeling good.

I have to get up for work in 4 hours then go see my grandparents and be cheerful, when right now I'm an emotional wreck.

Fucking hate this. So badly fucking hate this.

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Monday. 3.12.07 10:35 pm
Well, I had a surge of creativity, then i gave my story away to LaTondaQa'Ranisha (The 8th grader i tutor) on accident and i panicked pretty badly.

I didn't like it that much but still it was MINE.

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Story i wrote in like 2 hrs.
Wednesday. 2.21.07 11:34 pm
“I feel like I need to write” said the boy while he clenched and unclenched his fists staring at them intently
“Why?” the girl smacked her gum, this infuriated the boy, and he wondered why he was still with her.
“I feel restless” He did. It wasn’t just in his craft, it was in everything lately.
“Oh well, why don’t we fix this?” her bubbly voice annoyed him even more…

“I feel like I need to write” she looked at his fists as he talked and she got anxious.
“Why?” she said out loud accidentally. She wasn’t talking about him, she was talking about herself. She smacked her gum to keep herself quiet.
“I feel restless” she felt nervous as he said this. She always sounds vapid when she gets nervous. Why is she still with him?
“Oh well, why don’t we fix this?” she wanted to punch herself in the face. She wanted out.

He got up look to the ceiling and stretched “I think I want to be alone for a bit.” He looked down at the girl and saw there were tears in her eyes. He felt bad. “Just give me a day or so. I promise I’ll be better.” He meant better to decide what they should do about being together or not. He loved her, she just was annoying sometimes but he wanted to make this work. He watched her look away from him. “Okay” her face was hidden in the darkness of the room so he couldn’t see her reaction but he was sure she was crushed.
“When I leave this apartment today the timer will start. Twenty four hours from then I’ll call you and we’ll get back together to see how this is gonna go. I love you and want to be with you, so lets take this time to, um I don’t know how to put this..”
“I get it, start the timer” the girl said and he walked out.

The girl yawned and her eyes watered up with tears. “I think I want to be alone for a bit.” She wasn’t exactly sad, this is almost what she wanted.
“Just give me a day or so. I promise I’ll be better.” She rolled her eyes when he wasn’t looking.
“Okay” She turned her face away from him and looked to the corner of her tiny apartment.
“When I leave this apartment today the timer will start. Twenty four hours from then I’ll call you and we’ll get back together to see how this is gonna go..” She spaced out. He talked a lot about nothing. “I don’t know..” he finished.
“I get it, start the timer.” She looked at the clock and the door suddenly opened and shut. 10:24


She called a friend and told him what just happened. He apologized profusely for everything she’s had to go through and offered to come over. She accepted and he was there in fifteen minutes, with two bottles of wine.
I wonder if we’re supposed to be broken up for the day, or what, she thought when her (man) friend tried to kiss her and she didn’t object.


“It’s morning.” The boy said to his dog who was looking up at him with big brown eyes. “I guess I’ll start my day.” He took a shower, got dressed and took the chocolate lab to the dog park with the intent of scouting out for new girls. I guess we’re supposed to be unattached for the day. He pulled up at the park and saw a lady sitting on a park bench with a beautiful golden retriever at her side. The boy realized he knew the lady from a previous job her has in college. She recognized him and they began to talk.

“It’s morning.” The girl said to the naked man beside her. She felt nauseous. The man kissed her on the neck and stretched. She felt disgusted. She couldn’t exactly remember what she’d done but the naked man next to her was a good indication that if this wasn’t a trial break up, they’d be broken up now.
The man got dressed and left for work with a promise of calling her later. The girl threw up after he left.

The boy and the lady went to lunch. The boy enjoyed himself so much at lunch, he invited the lady back to his place to continue their good time. Even the dogs liked each other. The boy wondered what the girl was doing now, but tried to not think about it. They talked for another few hours and when the lady leaned in for a kiss, and he didn’t pull away, the boy felt bad for the girl.

The girl made her lunch and ate it alone on the couch. She felt bad and started regretting the things she’d done in the past to the boy. She loves him.

The lady was clever and witty, and intelligent, not like the girl. The girl was funny, but not in the same way as the lady. The boy found himself comparing every aspect of the lady to that of the girl. The way her lips felt and tasted, the way she touched him. His answers to his preferences surprised him.

The man called the girl that evening around dinnertime. He wanted to go out for a late dinner to a fancy, expensive place. The boy never took her anywhere. She considered it, but declined. She wanted to make things right.

As the boy put his pants back on and watched the lady do the same with hers, he wondered what this would mean. The lady offered the man dinner and he declined, but gave her his number and told her to call him later. He didn’t feel guilty.

At 10:23 the girl called the boy “Hey, how’re you?’ The girl’s voice was shaky. “Alright, how’re you?” The boy wondered if the girl could hear something in his voice to indicate what he was gonna tell her.
“How was your day?” They said in unison.

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Superbowl
Sunday. 2.4.07 11:11 pm
the bears lost us the superbowl

and when i say the bears i mean our sucky ass QB Rex Grossman who i predicted was gonna fuck it all up for us in the end. So it's like a win and a lose. I was right, but they still lost

He really did fuck it up for us, throwing not one, not two but THREE interceptions in the 4th quarter.

did anyone see the puppy bowl? The bears should've gotten their puppy QB to throw the ball. I bet we would've won.


Where was Tonya Harding when we needed her to end someone's career?

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HEY
Monday. 1.29.07 4:14 pm
Well, this is new..

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