15 November 2002

oh that is gay. now blogger can ftp to my personal site. oh well. i have a pretty cool journaling program thing anyhow. i'll still be using blogger for this though. don't want anyone i know in real life to know about this =)

so anyways, i think i'm really dehydrated. no matter how much water i drink, my throat feels as dry as the desert. i hear deserts are really dry LOL

no big news. i'm not feeling anything really. starting to feel a lil stress. i only have four more weeks of school. i have these competencies to complete for one of my classes and i haven't done ANY of them. i hear we have like twenty. so i'm really really REALLY behind. god.

i heard some bullshit about some bullshit reverend, pastor, whatever guy protesting the harry potter books. i guess he has something against witchcraft, black magic and vengence. he said it's not good reading material because of all those things. well sir, there's this thing called freedom of speech and this crazy thing called IMAGINATION. what, does he think kids will just go out there practicing all that crap? and even if they do, that's on them. dumb fucks. i love the harry potter books. they're soo imaginative and vivid. i'd read them any day. i'd rather read them than the bible. *gasp*

lol

13 November 2002

god. he still talks to *psychobitch*. he says not so much... BUT STILL. why does he still have to be her friend? oh yeah, cuz he's afraid she'll fucking kill herself if he tells her off. DAMN IT.

whatever you know. i dunno why it bothers me. it shouldn't bother me right? why should i care who his friends are? i ain't his mother.

but aren't i allowed to be just a little upset? the bitch put a $900+ dent in my car... sayin shit like she wish she hit it harder or whatever. i dunno. i know the entry is somewhere in this site (look at the may 10th entry). am i wrong to feel this way? somebody tell me something.

anyway. my bra feels so uncomfortable. i'm going to change it.

07 November 2002

i am soooo... something.

i don't know what's wrong with me. i'm numb. i'm stressed because i know i'm so behind in a lot of stuff. i can't seem to find that lil OOMPH to work hard to catch up.

i'll never finish school.