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Sep 1 - 1:34 am] |
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Mass friend's cut. Sorry. There are some people who I have come to realize haven't been there for me as often as I need them to be. Don't take this personally. It isn't an attack. It's me protecting my feelings and thoughts on my journal. And if I don't feel like you're there for me, you don't need me around either since I'm probably not properly being there for you either.
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Aug 31 - 10:46 am] |
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There has been a mass friending of me in the past two weeks. I'm sorry but these people will not be added back because unfortunately my journal is nothing like the post you saw me make in our mutual community. Don't take it personally, I'm very flattered but you'll be highly disappointed in the lack of interesting items in my journal.
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Apr 1 - 2:03 pm] |
I was thinking today how very greatful I am for my freinds. I have very kind, loving friends, of whom I adore.
I've also realized how many freinds I've lost in general, or lost closeness with. This isn't something I've ever wanted to happen and I think it's finally started to click that I'm probably never going to get these friends back. It really, really breaks my heart. I do love all the people I've been friends with, from way back in Kindergarden up to High School. I know most the people of whom this pertains to don't read my livejournal and also don't have livejournals, but still I just wanted to take a moment and let you know I love you all very much. I'm sorry for anything that may have happened to stop us from being friends, or lose touch along the way, but I hope one day we can reconcile anything that's happened. Because I do think about all of you and care for you very much.
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Feb 28 - 12:26 am] |
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Because my darling Hannah posted it for me, and I don't ever want to lose it. One of my favourite stories ever-
Jack: "Once there was a girl. She.... lived in a little tiny house. And one day this ox came by. And the girl was so polite. She said, "Ox, won't you join me for tea?" And the ox, who wasn't used to being spoken to, was flattered and said, "Thank you, yes!" And he proceeded to put his nose through the door. His nose had a big ring in it. The girl pulled on the ring as hard as she could, trying to get the ox through the door. And the ox pushed and pushed, and the girl pulled and pulled.
Cracks started to appear in all the walls-- and finally the ox gave one great, almighty push, and the whole house collapsed around them.
And so the girl climbed up on the ox's back, and they rode away together. And over the course of time they were married."
-The Ballad of Jack and Rose
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Feb 22 - 3:53 pm] |
So, I skipped math class today. I hate school right now and don't want to go back. I sat in my car for an hour debating whether I should go to math, or simply bail. I bailed. I went to half-price books and the health food store biding my time to not look too suspicious. Then came home and lied about class being cancelled.
I went to talk to my counselor about dropping my online class. It's not that I don't like it, I really do, it's just not for me. I like class discussions, I like interaction. Unfortunately, I did not have the same lady who I had when I started. This lady told me I wasn't "commited enough for college" and that "it wasn't high school", which may be to my suprise. I didn't run out of her office and cry, but it just confirmed to me even more that I hate school. I know college is about growing and all that crap, but it's not for me. I also know that I should be strong and go back so I can prove the lady wrong. But maybe she's right. Maybe I'm not really commited enough for college. Maybe all of my grammar school teachers were right, I'm not going to become anything.
Hey, atleast if I dropped out, I could see my daughter more then a couple hours a day. I really need to work on becoming a trophy wife anyway.
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Feb 6 - 12:15 pm] |
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Fuuuuuuuck, I failed my first WiAH paper. Even though it took me four hours just to write. I somehow looked over the fact that it was supposed to be eight pages. I thought I was being lengthy with five pages. Oh shiiiiit, even if I get a perfect score on the rest of my term papers, it's still not the grade I would have hoped for. Why do I suck so hardcore.
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Nov 15 - 9:40 pm] |
A little lighter of a post-
I love Winter. Not because I like cold, no no no. Winter is time to fall in love. Sound silly? Just go with it. I love having to snuggle into bed, and not go out to a movie just because you decide it's too cold. Having to share a scarf. Kissing to share chapstick on one anothers lips. Warm Hot Chocolate. Everyting silly and stupid, everything winter.
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Oct 12 - 1:35 am] |
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I hate it when people who like you, and they know you don't like them, go and say something completly and utterly tactless. They know it'll make you totally uncomfortable. And guess what! It DOES!
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Oct 5 - 8:33 pm] |
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So, I really thought I wouldn't ever be the kind of person to do this. But I really don't want to turn into one of those huge 200+ friends' page. It feels very impersonal. I think they're are many people on my friend's list now, who either I don't know, or they don't know me. I never comment because I don't know what to say, and they never comment to me. So I am doing some de-friending. Please, do not take it personally.
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