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"A Nation of Whiners"?
So, Phillip Gramm, some economic advisor for the white house who has a doctorate in economics, told The Washington Times that the United States was "a nation of whiners" in a "mental recession."

"We have sort of become a nation of whiners," Gramm told the Times. "You just hear this constant whining, complaining about a loss of competitiveness, America in decline. ... You've heard of mental depression. This is a mental recession."

... What?

Wait, WHAT? You are you FUCKING joking me?

Gas costs 5 dollars a gallon; the housing industry down the tubes; people cock their eyebrows at a 600 dollar stiumuls check the government sends us, wondering what the FUCK we can possibly do with "so little money"; Social Security picks on people like my mother and I simply to be assbags, and this D-bag thinks we're WHINING?

Oh my god. And this douche is supposed to be Treasurer if McCain wins the election.

FUCK. THAT.

I bet this bastard thinks the War in Iraq is "all in our minds", too.

Place:
Gramma's house
Mood:
pissed off pissed off
Tunes:
Jeremy just called the dog a "Fatty".
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FRIENDS ONLY.

Please leave a comment stating that you would like to be my friend and why. :3

I really do like meeting people and making friends, I won't bite~ n___n

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MUY IMPORTANTE!!
For those of you who digg my icon journal, [info]stressballs_ltd, I'm trying to organize my image storage over at Photobucket and majority of my images over there will be broken for a short time until I can fix the urls. Thank you for your patience and your devotion. <3
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Only because it wouldn't fit at RvB Slash.

The best freaking christmas EVER. )

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Words of wisdom.
"I hereby claim this land in the name of King Emeril of BAM, and Queen Rachel of Yum-o. LONG LIVE THE FOOD NETWORK." -- Alton Brown, Feasting on Asphalt
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It's officially over.

That's right. Red Vs Blue: The Blood Gulch Chronicles came out with it's last episode ever approximately 7 hours ago (6/28/07 2:34AM PST). I was still up at that time but didn't bother to go look.

I had to do a little bit of unnecessarry hunting to find the actual episode itself, so here's a link for the episode directly. Be warned that it's really long and pretty heavy, and my computer lagged through half of the motion.

There's closure, so trust me, it's not coming back.

http://rvb.roosterteeth.com/5x100boxy.htm

Mood:
depressed depressed
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So Mr. Langlots or however you spell it got arrested.

HAHA, FUCKER.

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DON'T FUCK WITH THE GULLWINGS... II
This is precisicely why you don't fuck with the gullwings. I'm just wondering why we didn't think of this sooner.

Mandarkgenius310 )
Professor Hawk )

This next one has a bit of setup.
Session Start: sciencerules )
SexyLabMama )

Read more... )

just part of the plan )

Place:
house
Mood:
AMAZED and PROUD
Tunes:
none
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So, I went to work this morning and got bitched at by Annette. Apparently I've been taking too many days off and I'm not even a full-time worker, blah. Blah. BLAH. It was just a warning, but nonetheless, not the best way to start off a Sunday, which for the record has become my least favorite day of the week since I started working.

Today was really, really shitty and I ended up taking like 6 tylenol over the course of 6 hours. I know you're probably not supposed to do that, but I really don't care. I had a headache, god dammit.

So then of course I get put in the front (station 4, which has SEVEN tables, and close enough to the front doors to be in fear of having DA VAGIN MAN sit there)which is hell on earth on Sunday anyway. Then I had 24 people barking at me for things when I was in the middle of helping another table, or CARRYING A HEAVY TRAY FULL OF DIRTY DISHES (which is my pet peeve-- not the carrying part, the being-bothered-while-I'm-so-obviously-doing-something-else part). I had a full station and a lot of people, ( 6 x 4 = 24 + 6 = 30 people) but I didn't let it get me down. I really didn't. I kept a smile on my face and a song in my heart.

Until I went back to get (...What was it? 4 iced teas, two soups and three V8s, I think) and mistakingly got 4 lemonades instead of iced teas, which I laughed about because Danielle had just done something similar. Then when I finally got the tea right I carried them over to get the V8, put the tray down on the counter and could do little less than watch in horror as someone bumped into me and the iced teas -- all four of them-- went crashing to the floor, breaking the glasses and getting the tea everywhere.

I almost cried. Not because I broke the glasses and made everyone else's lives inconvinient, but because I had just gotten that order right, and I knew that if I went out there to give the other shit to the people they would scream at me. (I took two tylenol.)

Then a while later, my station is full, and I go out to give someone their food or whatever and someone is continually yelling "Where's my food?". The buffet line, mind you, has been overflowing with people. IT'S SUNDAY. Everyone goes to O 'Neilly terrace on SUNDAY. So the buffet line is slow. I had to explain to this woman that... yes, the buffet line is slow and it is going to take a few minutes. She rolled her eyes at me. (I took two tylenol.)

Then, two fourty three comes, and James comes up to me and goes, "Get Igell to watch your station. You're going on break right now." Which made me smile. I had started muttering and talking to myself, and James probably heard me when I walked by him or when he bused one of my tables. I went and told my ONE PERSON (all of my other people had left)that I was going on break, got Igell to watch my station and went on break.

So I'm eating pleasantly. Having nice conversation with James, Margaret, and Lu. When, suddenly, who comes in? Annette. Apparently, my table(S!) didn't know I was going on break. ... I just had one person a second ago. I told her that, and I told her that I told him that I was going. Did I tell Igell? Yes, I told Igell. I always ask before going on break. She left the room.

Upon coming back from break, I go back to my station and see that I now have three tables. WHAT THE SHIT(I took two tylenol. Not kidding.)

Things went poorly for the rest of the night, and I finally just got to go home. So now here I am. I'm seriously considering befriending a younger roleplayer, and I'm not really sure why. I think, maybe, that I'm tired of being the younest person I know who roleplays? I donno.

And by the way. THIS is bullshit and I'm tired of it. I know a few people I rp with have considered, if not totally acted upon, picking up and moving whatever rp they happen to be in, or even their personal journals. Personally, I hope this Asscrack guy gets canned for this, for he is weilding a power that isn't even his. Secondly, I'm not going to get chased away from LJ simply because some Asscrack and his Asscrack-smoking followers are going crazy and witchunting people, okay? I understand the circumstances and I understand where they are coming from, but a little investigation is necessarry before assuming shit and acting upon it, and I think anyone with a head on their shoulders knows that. Or should know that, rather, since Asscrack and his Asscrack-smoking followers are living proof of the fact that not all people do.

That's like one of my coworkers, who's a bit biblecrazy but nonetheless a nice person. She looks at me and Geoff one day and goes, "So are you guys, like, for child pornography or something?
Me and Geoff: O__O
Me: NO!
Geoff: What the hell makes you say that?
Her: Well, what are you doing to stop it?
Me: Um...
Her: See? And you guys should go get AIDS tested, too.
[She had recently told me about some guy she liked that had a boyfriend, and how she was so happy she didn't end up sleeping with him because then she would have gotten AIDS, and those were her exact words.]
Me: =__=; *goes back to work*
Geoff: *too*

Ugh. So, okay, anyway, I also found out that my BOSS and one of my coworkers were/are really sick. Richard had 93% blockage in one arterie of his heart, and 76% in another, and was really close to a serious heart-attack, he told us. Rozalie has kidney stones, I think, but she's been gone for a week or two. And Karina quit, so I'm gonna miss her.

WORK. ASIDE.

I've been trying to get back on top of my RPs, but it probably won't happen until Wednesday, when I no longer have school to worry about. But I guess that still is work, isn't it? Eh, oh well.

I watched "Turostas" with my mom this weekend. ... It was really, really weird. Very good, but very weird. It was about this guy, his sister, and her friend (Alex, Bea, and Amy) who go to Brazil for vacation. They end up hanging out with one native, two Columbians and three Austrailians (Kiko, Svend, Annicka, and Pru, Finn, and Liam). Like I said, very good. I actually wanna watch it again... My aunt said it was really gorey, but The Descent was much, much worse as far as that goes. Turistas was just like... watching ER, or something.

And, huh. I got back home at 5:30, and my parents said they'd be home in four minutes when I called them. ... It's currently 7:05. ... Word.

Well, I'mmuna find something to do...

Mood:
tired tired
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DON'T FUCK WITH THE GULLWINGS.
Pff, as if a vampire and a mermaid would be sitting at some kitchen table eating poptarts.

In response to This...

Eat it. )

Mood:
amused amused
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Things I learned today:
1. I'm supposed to wear socks at work. Oops.
2. Talapia is dilecable with stewed tomatoes and green tea.
3. I can't do my nails to save my life.
4. Nail glue works so much better than those sticky glue-pads.
5. It's going to take forever to get used to these things.
6. My supervisor, Sandy, with her head in a the fridge while she yells about creamers is friggin; hilarious.
7. BRIAN IS GONE FOR THE WEEKEND HOT DAMN
8. My house is like never gonna get done.
9. THESE NAILS ARE ANNOYING.
10. School should be over by now.
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So today we went on a "field trip". My mom heard me bitching a lot about the fact that even though this is the "17 year Cicada swarm" I haven't seen a single cicada(which is true). So she brought me to my Aunt's house, where they are EVERYWHERE. No joke. They were all over her porch and the lamp poles and everything. It was SO NEAT. One flew on my hand and just kinda stayed there, so I took him home with me and let him go at home.

Hey there, Cicada )

Anywho, I go to work in a few hours, so if anyone wants to bother me they can go right ahead. <3

Mood:
wow! Cicada!
Tunes:
Pirates of the Carribbean : The Curse Of The Black Pearl ost "Fog Bound"
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One more thing before I go to sleep. I made this.

And Mikayla. Check out the info for [info]modding_fr. I would have put up the rest of the layouts while you were out, but SOMEONE FORGOT TO ADD ME AS A MOD. ... >__>

Anyways. I'm going to bed now. xD My actual update is one back. Right here. :D http://powder-trauma.livejournal.com/113221.html

Mood:
tired tired
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So I'm in love.
With the kid at the starbucks drive-thru window. The one with the glasses. ... xD;
That's SO SAD.

Anyway, it was Ola's birthday today at work, so we threw a little party for her and got icing all over her. ... And stuff. Fun stuff.

I'm so tired right now. ._. My legs and head ache so bad.

Anyway, so I found something for Mikayla for her birthday, because I cannot make anything right now. I do not have a mouse and am "smart-touch-pad-thingy" uneducated, so I can't use it very well. xD; So I found something I'm gonna get her! I hope she likes it. I'm gonna run out on Monday(maybe Sunday, Iunno, it depends on how I feel after work tomorrow) and get it for her.

We were eating cake in the Lincoln room today for Ola's birthday and Ola tried to give Irma a kiss on the cheek. But Irma was freakin' out because she didn't want to get her shirt dirty. Igell had, like, three seconds before, smeared yellow frosting all over Ola's face.

Claire: Oh, Irma! I could kiss you. <3
Irma(with a heavy Albanian accent): Hokay. <3
Claire: Ha! See, Ola-- Irma wants a kiss from me and not you!
Ola: D: WHAAAAT. Irma, I give you a kiss.
Irma: No! You are dirty! D:

And I proceeded to laugh my ass off.

Claire: I wonder what would happen if I drank and energy drink after eating this cake. Would that be bad?
Me: I think you might, like, explode.
[In the background, I noticed Ola still trying to kiss Irma and Irma screaming "NO! NO!" and trying to squirm away from her. Ola succeeded in giving her a kiss.]
Claire: I feel kinda sick, now. Actually.

I talked to Tara a bit today, too, one of the women I never really talked to before. She said she had been working since 7 this morning, and I asked her if it was here that she was working. I didn't know that O'Neilly Terrace was open at 7. And she just laughed and shook her head, telling me that she had to work two jobs-- O'Neilly Terrace and at Lexington Health Care Center. I told her she should go home and sleep, and again she laughed and shook her head and told me she had to go home and cook and clean a little. I asked her why she had to cook if I had just seen her eat on break, and she told me that her husband was in a wheelchair and paralyzed and could not work. That really saddened me, because Tara always has a smile on her face, yanno? The fact that she has to work two jobs to support herself and her husband is a shame, although I cannot realistically expect her husband to just get up and start working. That didn't stop me from being a bit sad. I told her that I was sorry to hear it, but again, Tara and her "No, no, it's alright" attitude shone through once again.

I also encountered a schizophrenic person at McDonald's today. I thought at first that he was practicing lines for something, because he said that he had given someone his last rites and that that person was going to rest peacefully. But after this guy was talkign for the whole 30 minutes he was there, it occured to me that he was not only schizoprenic but homeless, too. His clothes didn't exactly match up -- snow boots and a suitcoat just don't work in the middle of May.

I also really wish I could have gone and hung out with Kristen, Nick, and Mikayla today, but cureses to work. ... Oh well, I'll have to get a date from them two weeks in advance or something so I can get off. e__e;

Well. I'm going to go watch Pirates 1 + 2, back-to-back, even though I haven't seen 3. I want to, but ... I donno, so many people said it was bad...

Anyways. Chow Mein. <3

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So I got screwed out of hanging out with my friends because of school and work.

Thanks, school and work! :D

Ugh, but it's no big deal. =__=; I'll have to get over it eventually. It just sucks because I don't get to see those friends too often.

So, while I have like 16 hours to spare being by myself this week (xD;) I'll get that shit done that needs to, finally, just get done.

Eh, who knows. Maybe being by myself will be good for me for a change. e__e;

OR MAYBE I SHOULD JUST GO TO WORK AND BITCH ABOUT MY HOURS. D< That sounds good, too.

Personally, I think it's bullshit that I ahve to work saturdaysondaymonday every single week anyway.

I'm 16, kaythanx. I got stuff I wanna do. I actually didn't mind until it started constantly butting into my social life. There were like 5 things i could have done this weekend until, "Oh, wait, I have work".

Goddammit. Anyway, here are some great words from Emma Goldman, and truer words have never been spoken that really call out to me.

"Under the pretext of a great love you have done your utmost to chain me to you, to rob me of all that is more precious to me than life. You are not content with binding my body, you want also to bind my spirit! First the movement and my friends---now it's the books I love. You want to tear me away from them. You're rooted into the old. Very well, remain there! But don't imagine you will hold me to it. You are not going to clip me of my wings, you shan't stop my flight. I'll free myself even if it means tearing you out of my heart."

I love Emma. xD You go, girl.

Mood:
urghhhh.
Tunes:
BEAT CRUSADERS - Hey x2 You x2
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Three concerts in two weeks. Hahaaa. XD

Today was the Orchestra and Choir Concert, where we sang a whole bunch of opera... things... Ugh, I had zero fun, trust me. Especially during the "Bridal March" or whatever, I hate that song and I'm so not playing it at my wedding. .__.

So... Bird test tomorrow ... Hahaa...

I officially cannot wait until summer. I wonder if Sakura is still going to vist this year? Even though she hates me, I'd still make the trip to give her that hug i told her I would give her so long ago ...

Okay, anyway, I'm going to really not miss this school year. Next year I'm taking great classes, and I'll be with great people all day (Mikayla and i are bound to have Major British Writers together, and Marc + Angela are both taking Adeventure Challenge 1 and 2 next year.) TCD is gonna be great, too.

My History Teacher is probably getting angry at my being in the counselor's office all the time recently, since it always seems to fall during his class. =__=; I can't help it if Winokur said a few mean things that got to me.

What is this? You shouldn't have turned this in. I'm going to give you a zero for this ... because I don't think I can even consider this the assignment I gave you. ... You had a million chances to ask me or someone else if you didn't understand. What motivated you to write this?

Ugh, whatever. I'm over that. I think.

There are a lot of things I should be over, but I'm not. I've been hurting a lot of people and not feeling anything until later. I need to get my head out of my ass if I wanna get anywhere in life. =__=

I GOT TO SEE THE SEASON FINALE OF 24 HFSDHGSGSGBDSGBS

I still miss [OMG SPOILER WARNING WHAAAAT?]. e__e; Mikayla and I are going to make a community devoted to those in 24 who have not received a silent clock when they died, because that's just not fair. e_e;

I can't wait for that.

And I really should get off my ass and get those damned layouts for [info]f_resistance, god damn it...

Well, that's all from me. If you happen to see [info]meiko_matsui or if you wanna just send her a comment or whatever to show her some love (people at [info]sh_alternate_rp, she plays Eileen) IT' HER BIRTHDAY TOMORROW. Celebrate it. :D Even if you can just scream "HOLY SHIT IT'S MIKAYLA'S BIRTHDAY" into a video camera and send me the file. That'd be cool. xD

I donno, I'm a bit weird and tired right now. xD;

Mood:
hahaha
Tunes:
BEAT CRUSADERS - Hey x2 You x2 (Kappa Mikey Theme Song)
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So.
I've been meaning to post for a long, long time...

The Camping Trip was great. On the ride up, I was on a bus with Marc, Marybeth, Jen, Deanna and Michaela for the first 45 minutes, and then after we stopped at a truckstop we were all mixed up. Only Marc and Jen left our party. Then when we finally got there, we played some serious four-square on the parking lot. Not too much happened on the ride there, though ...

Oh, yes, stuff happened! I'm an idiot.

We went bouldering. Bouldering is like climbing a rockwall, but much less vertical and it's more like climbing up these huge rocks. It was a lot of fun, and the view was so perfect. I'm so glad I got to share that with Angela. (I got a lot of really good pictures, too, which I'll link at the end of this post).

At one point, Marc was making an ass of himself, and I called up to him,
Mal: MARC! YOU'RE AN IDIOT!
Ms. Miller (The teacher/chaperone): Mal! Only loving here!
Angela: MARC YOU'RE STUPID I LOVE YOU!
Ms. Hoden (Ms. Miller's friend): Angela, in the spirit of love, you're an idiot.

When we finally got to the campsite (I travelled the rest of the way with Angela, Deanna, and Ashley in Ms. Miller's bus) it took, not joking, three hours to unpack before we started dinner.

I shared the big tent with Heather, Megan, Jen, Crystal, (Eventually Angela and Deanna) and Michaela. At the beginning, there were these two bitches in our tent who ordered us around a lot and really aggrivated me and Heather. We eventually got rid of them, and it was pretty amazing.

Sunday we went caving in Pop's Cave. Needless to say, I got muddy and wet and I was pretty miserable since it was already cold that day. Then Miller gave us like two hours of free time, so we played Foursquare, and later we played again.

Monday we pretty much only packed up and left. But every day was so long, and since we weren't allowed to have a watch, it was cool to not know what time it was.

Back at school, everything's alright, I suppose.

The Spring Concert, I looked so beautiful, for the first time ever. I walked into the foyer and three guys at teh same time said, "wow". Eric told me how beautiful I looked, and so did John.

John is a fucking asshole and I hate him. For god's sake, if you have a girlfriend you should not be trying to get me to fool around. Shut the hell up.

Beyond everything that has happened to me, all of the great things have always been outweighed by the most horrible ones. I've been tortured all day. John said to me, "I can't wait for Eastwinds to end, so that we could actually do things together". He knows I like him, because I told him. I thought that if I told him it would go away, like it always does, but no. And then he has to go and play me. What. Ever. I'm so tired of it, and I'm tired of even liking people. I'm tired of trying. Fuck it.

It's probably that getting-her-period girl in me that's making me want a boyfriend this badly, but that logical side of me knows that I had something great and I got rid of it because I'm an idiot and now I'm just supposed to be alone. What. Ever.

I've never been quite this miserable, and it's not that I'm mad at myself, I'm mad at my life because nothing is working out the way I want it to. And there's not a god damned thing I can do about it, ever, and I might as well just give up now.

I'm a screwup at my grades, I'm a horrible floor director, I can't sing, and I sure as hell shouldn't even dream anymore, I should just go get a job at my grandfather's company like my mom did and just be safe. It may not be what I want, but So far I haven't gotten anything my heart truly wants.

The best things to happen to me are Eastwinds and my friends. Both of which hurt me so bad sometimes, but other times make me the most happy I have ever been. Today when we were performing at Park View, my old elementary school, I truly had a smile on my face while performing The Barber Of Seville Overture.

I bet I would be happier if I could just live in the woods by myself. I certainly wouldn't be able to bother others anymore. I wouldn't have anyone around to go, "Oh, Mal, shut the hell up, you're wrong". I don't wanna hear it, to be honest. I don't want sympathy. I just want to no longer feel emotional pain, especially when High School is supposed to be the "best days of my life".

I have to be getting my period, or something. That's why I'm this upset, it has to be. ...

Anyway. Here are those pictures, plus I have a few movies to show, too.

Pics
NOTE: You will need to type in the password 6CYuzGSGg. Case-sensitive.

Movies
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=2029233281
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=2029232168
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=2030087599
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=2029233281
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=2029234850
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=2030090520
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=2030089710
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=2030093670
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=2030097636
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=2030100171

[These and many more amazing ones located on my Myspace. I'm too lazy right now.]

(( I bleed it out -- digging deeper just to throw it away))

Tunes:
Linkin Park - No More Sorrow
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Hmm.

I can't help it if I get jealous really easily. xD So sue me.

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Flash Mail isn't working.
I am by myself.
I'm going in to Σ Chatting Snaring Twins.
I'm level 54, this area is level 52.
From what I can tell? An eight-level dungeon.
I have Rig Saem and Ola Repth.
I just spent 50k on Recovery Drinks.

LET'S ROCK.

Mood:
optimistic optimistic
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Ugh. I know I need to, eventually, stop complaining about every bad thing that happens to me. But, you know, dammit, I can't help it.

I gave blood today at the blood drive. They gave me this cute little sticker that says "Be nice to me, I gave blood".

It was a good experience, save for the fact that it took 3x longer than everyone else's, since the lady didn't stick me right and she had to re-stick me about four times. So, yeah, I'm in a lot of pain right now. Not to mention the fact that I'm woozy and dizzy if I stand, so I didn't go to Eastwinds.

And now for my daily complaining, as it were.

1. I love being ignored. I love even more when I'm talking to someone and when I turn around they're not there anymore. I usually wouldn't be mad, but I'm a bit emotional today. One of the Nurses said it's because of the blood giving thing. I don't know, since I've never done it before.

2. I love being hit with things. I was standing with Marc, Marybeth, and Angela before going in to gym today, and I got hit in the back with a frisbee. No apology, mind you, just, "IT WAS JOSH" or whatever. And then I got hit in the back of the head with it. Again, no apology, just "IT WAS EAMON." Do I care who did it? No. I care that I didn't get an apology, especially since I wasn't doing anything but standing there. Funny how hard it is to find some common courtesy in this day and age, jeez.
What's sad is that I even cried after that. I usually wouldn't, but I had been wanting to cry ever since I got blood taken, and I think this was the last straw, you know. Oh well, I'm not mad about it. I just thought it was a bunch of BS.

3. Giada is the only thing on TV. e___e; And my game hasn't come in the mail yet. Ugh.

I'm gonna stop complaning, before people think I'm a complain-a-lot jerko.

Mood:
ugh.
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