tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54104912011-04-22T04:18:17.370-01:00Morbid Ways of LifeThe online journal of an 20 year old depressed, hateful, angry girl. Talking about the fucked up world that we live in, drugs, sex... everything that pisses me off! Do NOT CONFORM TO SOCIETY!! FUCK THE U.S. GOVERNMENT!!Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comBlogger1141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1090890708046078972004-07-27T00:11:00.000-01:002004-07-27T00:11:48.046-01:00A brand new post.... coming soon!!!
Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1089173616685775702004-07-07T03:13:00.000-01:002004-07-07T03:13:36.686-01:00Sunday, June 13th, 2004
God... this year, I'm going to be 20! I have NOTHING to show for it. Everything I've accomplished is emotional, not physical. A car isn't an accomplishment.... ugh. I dunno. I'll tell you though. Thus far, the best time in my life has been now, at the age of 19. I got all my shit together for the most part, I'm much more responsible, I've become a person that I can deal Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1086150683195223092004-06-02T03:30:00.000-01:002004-06-02T03:31:23.196-01:00Friday, May 28th, 2004
I am for some reason riding along a trail of luck. My parents were going to kick me out of the house because I plan on getting my tongue pierced, but somehow... I got lucky. They are going to let me stay! WTF? I feel lucky. OK, I need to talk about a recent.. creepy, weird conversation I recently had with this guy. OMG... can you say weird?? By the end of our conversationAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1085627197099387842004-05-27T02:06:00.000-01:002004-05-27T02:06:37.100-01:00Saturday, May 01, 2004
God, I am so fucking depressed today. I just feel so thin, as though I am butter that has been spead across too much bread (yes, I know, LOTR- Bilbo said it when he was talking about his old age at his b-day party, yes, I know, I'm a loser). What is my problem? I have become mildly obsessed with LOTR. Not really the story line, but the things the characters say... some of Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1083765362921770352004-05-05T12:56:00.000-01:002004-05-05T12:59:14.420-01:00I'M SOOO HAPPY RIGHT NOW!! I'M GONNA FUCK A HOTT HOTT HOTT KID. OMG, MOLLY, WAIT TILL YOU SEE THE PICTURES!!! OMG!!! Omg!! I feel... omg, LUCKY!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I'M SO HAPPY!!Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1082956327036796142004-04-26T04:12:00.000-01:002004-04-26T04:15:09.840-01:00
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Sunday, April 25th, 2003
I am so depressed. i'm not sure if it's because I'm tired or because I'm actually depressed. Everytime I watch the MTV series Viva la Bam I get depressed. You know why? Because they are this tight click of friends that are always doing something fun. They are always having fun, even when there's nothing to do. They have scavenger hunts, Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1082608472198234202004-04-22T03:34:00.000-01:002004-04-22T03:37:30.576-01:00UGH!!! I am filled with hate, pain, anger...etc. Why do people have to suck so fucking bad? Next post will be filled with ranting and raving... the usual.Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1081743363138075222004-04-12T03:16:00.000-01:002004-04-12T03:18:51.746-01:00 Friday, April 09th, 2004
Kill, kill kill.... sin sin sin... paIIINNNN... AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!! If you come near me I swear I will bite you... don't temp me you little cum guzzeling ankle biting MIDGIT!!! Bastards... all of you, I condemn you to the fiery depths of hell... you sons of bitches, my hope is that you will SUFFER... because you have all betrayed and foresaken.... prepare to die and Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1081185503870193392004-04-05T16:18:00.000-01:002004-04-05T16:21:06.030-01:00Thursday March 11th, 2004
Oh my GOD!!! SO much to say!! So much has happened... and so much is racing through my head. 1st... let's talk about my car. Grrrr.... yesterday, I was driving myself out about 20minutes away to go to my piercer... well, I never made it. I jumped on the highway, and this light came on and it was a picture of a battery... so I was like "SHIT" lol. I got off the nearest Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1078805611971449972004-03-09T03:13:00.000-01:002004-03-09T03:15:46.590-01:00WARNING : THIS IS PROBABLY THE LONGEST POST EVER, IT IS VERY VERY VERY LOOOONG. TOWARDS THE END, IT BECOMES CRAZY, AND IT MIGHT FREAK PEOPLE OUT. I JUST WANTED TO EXPOSE MYSELF TO THE WORLD. IT'S ODD, BUT IT'S ME. I'M SORRY.... TRULY.
Friday, February 27th, 2004
Well, at the moment I am in the middle of watchin Pee Wee's Big Adventure... and I am annoyed by Pee Wee's happiness. I am also Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1078291672650140472004-03-03T04:27:00.000-01:002004-03-03T04:30:02.076-01:00I don't kow why, but I am just so fucking happy. LoL. It's so odd, but i'm just overjoyed about things. It's weird. So much has happened. I wanna make a list so I an remember it all... I gotta go out in a few minutes.
1. Last weekend..B and crazy eyes, and lil B and Cor
2. Car wash.. glasses, mud grrrr....um...open door
3. Clean car... shopping!! yay
4. D/Ls... South Park, Jackass... so happy.Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1077861051532244832004-02-27T04:50:00.000-01:002004-02-27T04:52:54.686-01:00Thursday, February 12, 2004
Well, the past 3 days have been exhausting! Oh man. I've been hanging out with everyone I know for the past 3 days. Sunday night, I went to Albany after work, and was home at 3:30 am. Monday night, I spent with my friend Mila until 5 am. Tuesday night, was spent with Mila and Ton until again... 5 am. Last night was my earliest night of them all. I hung out with Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1077754739123605522004-02-25T23:18:00.000-01:002004-02-25T23:21:01.483-01:00Next time I post, I swear it'll be wicked long. I just don't have time now. PeaceAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1077178357795206362004-02-19T07:12:00.000-01:002004-02-19T07:14:33.640-01:00Ok, so I haven't written in this fucking thing in forever. i've been kind of busy I guess. Please excuse the spelling errors in here because I'm tired, and I just wanna type something just to update. Nothing new going on. Just driving around, hanging out and working. Never anything exciting. So, I guess the only thing goin on is I'm just stressing about money. I dunno. I got so much shit to do. Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1076317962228659002004-02-09T08:12:00.000-01:002004-02-09T08:14:27.966-01:00Well well well, ::why do I always start with that??:: Anyway, today was rather interesting. I'll only be talking about the interesting part if I can help it. I went to hang out with this guy today/ tonight, and it was the first time we met. It was of course awkward, and weird. He lives in a hotel, and we hung out there. He was a skinny ass black guy, my age (19) braided hair... and you know, Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1076095143078174692004-02-06T18:19:00.000-01:002004-02-06T18:20:46.200-01:00Monday, February 02nd, 2004
Well, not much to report today. Today is my day off and I am at work. Grrr. Whatever though. I feel good because I got to SLEEP yay! I am deprived of sleep all week because my bodys sleep timer is out of whack, and becuase of my work schedual. Another Grrrr. Well, I proud to report that I have knocked down another goal. Yay! Pathches is on the trail to be a healthy Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1076054148436781472004-02-06T06:55:00.000-01:002004-02-06T18:21:23.746-01:00Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1075700172515800932004-02-02T04:36:00.000-01:002004-02-02T04:37:50.903-01:00 Thursday, January 29th, 2004
Well, I guess a lot has been happening... my plan is starting to form, I am getting things together, or so it seems. I have been known to lie myself into belief... if that makes sense. What I'm trying to say here is that sometimes I tell myself that things are well and even though it's a lie, I force myself to believe in it. Not because I just want to be better Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1075353541131168722004-01-29T04:19:00.000-01:002004-01-29T04:20:35.610-01:00Saturday, January 24th, 2004
Well, the last time I had anything to say was about a week or so ago. I'm of course at work (the only time I actually have to write). Not too much has been going on. So, I left off last week when there was a flood in my building, but all is well now. I'm having some serious typing problems right now, lol. So expect a lot of spelling errors. Anyway, so... here's some Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1074572535232059632004-01-20T03:22:00.000-01:002004-01-20T03:23:40.686-01:00Sunday January 11th, 2004
Today... hmmm, not much going on... my car is upsetting me... the lights on the inside don't work, and that really pisses me off... grrrr. What else? I dunno, there's just a lot going on with that damn thing. I have a livejournal now but I don't wanna really write in it.... I have just gotten used to my blog... I love it... I dunno, I just cannot except change... I Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1073980459213561552004-01-13T06:54:00.000-01:002004-01-13T06:55:37.483-01:00Well... soooo much is going on, well, it's really only one thing, but it's one big thing. Well huge for me... I got into a car accident, thank GOD, nobody got hurt, the car isn't even that damaged, just a couple of scratches, and a dent.. it was horrible! I was trying to take a turn on to an exit on the highway, but I couldn't really see the exit, a car was behind me, and there was black ice. I Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1073627561968106912004-01-09T04:52:00.000-01:002004-01-09T04:53:56.996-01:00 I never really thought that life could be a "journey" but yesterday (Wednesday, January 7th, 2004) was a journey. First, I went out to a friends house that lives about an hour or so away, I had to take the highway, and then she met up with me at the mall. Before I actually got there, my friend told me on the phone that she wanted to meet someone named... hmmm, let's call him retard. So, I met upAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1072676165211575112003-12-29T04:36:00.000-01:002003-12-29T04:37:08.763-01:00Hey, I know it's been forever since Ive put something in this damn thing but I've been so busy it's unreal. I got a car and a laptop, it's fucking awesome. I'll write more about it later, I just wanted to put something in here. peace Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1071593905039749182003-12-16T15:58:00.000-01:002003-12-16T15:59:15.873-01:00Wahoo!! ::pulls out the alcohol:: I PASSED my road test.... finally!!! I aced it actually. Thank God! I dunno what I would have done if I failed it again! Before the road test they take you out for an hour long lesson, and I got my driving instructor and I stuck in a snow bank... it was kind of funny, but not really, he was kind of mad actually. It was all good though. Then I took my road test Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-107100672706404112003-12-09T20:52:00.000-01:002003-12-09T20:52:51.263-01:00Did ya'll miss me? Well, I actually want a LiveJournal... I've had this blog for a few months, and I never changed to a new host or whatever, but I want a LJ... I feel lie a nerd, lol. Not really much new going on I guess. I'm feeling REALLY REALLY depressed... like suicidal depressed... I dunno why really. I dunno, I guess I'm just bummed because I hate my job, and I hate the fact that I'm Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1070316782572730892003-12-01T21:13:00.000-01:002003-12-01T21:13:39.530-01:00So much has been going on. I've been leading an interesting life. Got the road test coming up again, I'm excited. Um... puppies have finally opened their eyes... sooo cute. They're getting to be huge! I love em! Bitched out this girl named Sarah. I feel bad because I'm so evil ::at least I can admit to it::, but I figured I should just be honest, and tell her the truth, that I never liked her andAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1069800595963342212003-11-25T21:49:00.000-01:002003-11-25T21:50:26.403-01:00Well, so much has been going on, it's crazy. I've had the worst week ever I swear. I don't really feel like typing it all out, but my week has sucked. I failed my road test, lol. I was really really depressed at first, but I'm over it now. I failed because I was speeding. I thought the speed limit was 40 but it was 30, and I was going 37, oh well. It's my own fault. So, I had to make another Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1069180545813023642003-11-18T17:35:00.000-01:002003-11-18T17:36:09.500-01:00Well, my life has changed around completely.... I cried myself to sleep last night, and today, well, I just don't know. SO much has happened that is seems unreal. I'll start with the easiest of things first.... my dog had puppies, 7 to be exact, and they are soooo fucking adorable! Hopefully I'll be getting one... hmmm..... The next thing is that I didn't get married, Sunday, was supposed to be Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1068832989013701212003-11-14T17:03:00.000-01:002003-11-14T17:03:29.106-01:00Well, time is ticking, one of the most important days of my life is around the corner.... this Sunday actually I will become a ... wife. What else can I say other than I'm scared... could it be cold feet? I dunno, but I don't think so... I don't KNOW!!! I guess one of the things that stresses me out the most is that I don't know! I have a hard time with everything because I'm so confused inside. Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1068645524675676222003-11-12T12:58:00.000-01:002003-11-12T12:58:42.306-01:00Well ladies and gents, the first day of the rest of my life is approaching. Soon I will be a married gal... no longer single, no longer open for business. I'm up SUPER early today because my fiancee and I have to go and get some sort of license or something like that at the local town hall. I have to say, I am scared. Is this what I want? Am I throwing my life away? Will things change? I pray to Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1067993256073106752003-11-04T23:47:00.000-01:002003-11-04T23:47:34.076-01:00Well, I am overjoyed to say that alas, my driving instructor has told me that I am ready for the road test... THANK GOD!! In the meantime, my 'friend' Mila has been letting me drive her car. Which has been REALLY REALLY fun... I feel so free... and I LOVE IT!!! The other day, her and I went driving for 5 hours, we were just driving around, well I was just driving around, we had no destination, weAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1067301870042619162003-10-27T23:44:00.000-01:002003-10-27T23:44:29.256-01:00This past week has been okay I guess. I've been playing a lot with my cellphone, and meeting "new people" which is something that I'm normally not into, however, at work I get super bored, and it occupies me so I just go online all day and talk in chat room, send pictures, take pictures. i'm just being stupid and making stupid ass decisions. I don't know how the whole weight loss thing is going Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1066856562778087922003-10-22T20:02:00.000-01:002003-10-22T20:02:42.896-01:00I am slowly falling in my little world. I sleep all day, and I am tired. I think I'm just tired of living. the thought of suicide seems to invade my mind at least 5 times a day. I feel like I am a lost cause. I just wish I could grow some fucking balls and kill myself. I know that I will never drive, I will never accomplish that "ultimate" goal, and I will never be completely happy. I am going toAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1066686169677283312003-10-20T20:42:00.000-01:002003-10-20T20:42:49.263-01:00Well, I am without a doubt getting depressed, my weight loss crap came in today, and I'm somewhat happy about it, I take my 5 hour course tomorrow, and I turned down this great supervisor position, I've also recently come to the conclusion thatI'm a bad person, and I feel like I deserve to die. I have done some painfully horrible things to peope. I am a piece of shit, and I will never amount to Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1066052676092197102003-10-13T12:44:00.000-01:002003-10-13T12:44:35.646-01:00To everyone and anyone that reads this, the post below is LOOOOONG and very personal, if you are my friend, and don't want to know about my demons, then don't read it. Towards the end I get into things that I have never really talked about. Please, if you think that you will judge me, then don't read it.Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1066052552140357472003-10-13T12:42:00.000-01:002003-10-13T12:42:31.723-01:00Well everyone, I think that I am getting depressed again. So much is going on, and I don't know what to do. I don't know what to choose, or who more like it. I'm thinking about calling off my wedding, I doubt I'll have the balls to actually say that I don't want to go through with this but it's how I feel. I know it's not "wet feet" because there isn't even a set date. I just am not ready for Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1064877331149945902003-09-29T22:15:00.000-01:002003-09-29T22:15:31.143-01:00Ok, well, I've got a lot to say, and I have time to say it, but I'm feeling a lack of motivation here. I'm sure this will end up being a loong post anyway. Well, i feel like venting. So here's the deal, I'mgetting really depressed, I feel like I have reached the climax of my life. You know, there is no more 'fun' left. I have to be a responsible adult now, and that's not what I want. It's not Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1064270675029050742003-09-22T21:44:00.000-01:002003-09-22T21:44:34.556-01:00I think I have a multiple personality disorder... if you read the post before this you would see what I mean... I got weird. I think I need to go back to the hospiatl. Oh man. I dunno, peaceAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1064270601995870862003-09-22T21:43:00.000-01:002003-09-22T21:43:21.540-01:00I have so much to vent about. 1st- the nipples are doing good, my girls should be totally healed within 2 weeks or so, I no longer think one of my ladies is infected, thank god. 2nd- I have to "online" friends, I know them in person, and I used to go to school with both of them, and they have live journals... I feel so left out of the group, so alone. ::sigh:: so I have no life... big deal. I Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1063904850288224912003-09-18T16:07:00.000-01:002003-09-18T16:07:30.343-01:00I just got home from a friends house that I spent the night at. I feel like shit today. I'm seriously thinking about taking out the nipple rings because I don't know if I can take much more of this. They HURT still, and it was a week ago yesterday! I have to go to the shop and have them check it out, it doesn't look infected, but it very well may be. I guess it takes about a month for your Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1063640077814785872003-09-15T14:34:00.000-01:002003-09-15T14:37:29.716-01:00Today, I have something very disturbing to talk about. Some people that read this might think I'm crazy because maybe I'm taking this too far... I dunno, but I just need to vent and see what other people think. OK, here it goes.... I watched somebody get raped today... not like watched really, more like heard. I heard her scream at the pig that was hurting her, and the only thing I did was screamAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1063292962773353992003-09-11T14:09:00.000-01:002003-09-11T14:09:22.856-01:00Oh yeah, the guy that did them was HOTT, but he was thankfully married, so it was cool! Oh, and my ear is all nasty and bloody, it's so gross! I hope nothing gets infected, I'll cry if it does! Also, I decided that over my fucked up tatoo on my leg, I'm going to get either a fairy or an angel. I dunno, I might get a black and white gargoyle... I'm not sure yet, but the guy says it'll be like 200 Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1063292552362818002003-09-11T14:02:00.000-01:002003-09-11T14:02:32.420-01:00Well... guess what... I GOT MY NIPPLES PIERCED!!! They hurt soooo fucking bad! It is impossible to sleep. I got up really really early today because I just cannot sleep! My parents don't know, and I don't plan on telling them anytime soon! The piercing went ok. It didn't hurt as much as I had expected it to, but it did fucking hurt. I don't have much else to say, but I'll call my friends and tellAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1063210846794030392003-09-10T15:20:00.000-01:002003-09-10T15:20:46.986-01:00Today is going to be a very very painful day. As soon as i woke up this morning/ afternoon, I popped in my 0g, and it hurt so fucking bad! It's weird, there's a HUGE jump from a 2g to a 0g. It's like going from a 6 to a 2, it was just really painful. At 1:00, my friend is coming to pick me up, and we're going to get my nipples pierced... man, I am sooo scared! That is one of the most sensitive Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1063136155333304612003-09-09T18:35:00.000-01:002003-09-09T18:35:55.376-01:00Today, I have a lot to talk about. My birthday was the 6th, and a lot of things happened. First, I knew kind of that there was going to be a party, and I was so nervous when I pulled up to my house and there was tons of people there. Then, I glanced amoungst the crowd and saw my fiancee's mother and his sister. I was so freaked out. Oh man. Anyway, when they brought out the cake, they started to Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1062528011595397392003-09-02T17:40:00.000-01:002003-09-02T17:40:11.503-01:00OK, I just wanna make a somewhat quick post. My father thinks that my possible 'credit problem' may be doe to the fact that someone has stolen my identity. I think that is highly unlikely, but possible. I dunno what to think anymore really. I just hope that whatever it is, I'm not too deep in the hole. Anyways, on a lighter note, I was watching The Tom Green show on MTV last night, and Molly, Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1062357036345409492003-08-31T18:10:00.000-01:002003-08-31T18:10:36.413-01:00I FUCKING HATE MY JOB! GOD! My job is the easiest job in the world, but it is so fucking stressful! How does that happen?!?! Well it's not so much my job itself that is stressful, it's the hours, and the main office. I got stuck at work until 3:00 am this morning because the crackass office is challenged and never sent a relief! How upsetting! So, at 3:00 in the morning, I called my father, and Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1062262979099201162003-08-30T16:02:00.000-01:002003-08-30T16:02:59.106-01:00I have to make a quick edit, when I said ear plugs in my blog below, I wasn't meaning ear plugs that you shove in your ear to block out noise... I meant plugs to put in when you gauge your ears. I just wasn't sure if people might be reading that and thinking "ok... so she collects ear plugs... and blows her money on ear plugs?!?! Wow, what a big spender!" so nobody probably thought that, but I Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1062262757978264852003-08-30T15:59:00.000-01:002003-08-30T15:59:18.043-01:00Well, it's been a little while since I've posted, not a lot has happened really. I don't think I have anything important or deep to say today. I've been working a lot. I'm getting my laptop next month... there is no doubt about it, I can't wait! What I have to do is buy it with a credit card, and then I'm going to be building credit, AND getting a wonderful, BEAUTIFUL laptop!!! I can't wait, Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1061765499622837482003-08-24T21:51:00.000-01:002003-08-24T21:51:39.673-01:00PLEASE READ THIS POST AND GIVE ME FEEDBACK, THIS IS PROBABLY THE MOST MEANINGFUL THING I HAVE EVER WRITTEN, AND I WOULD REALLY LIKE SOME FEEDBACK, THANK YOU!
Today hasn't been really a bad day. My mom's been cleaning her room, and she found a journal that she was keeping about me. It was kind of sad to see what a horrible child I was. i tried explaining to her that the reason that I was such a Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1061486131740703062003-08-21T16:15:00.000-01:002003-08-21T16:15:31.856-01:00I have so much to say but I never give myself enough time to say it, you know? Anyway, yesterday I went out to find the perfect laptop, and i did indeed find it. Payments are only 40 buckaroos a month, and this baby has the hook up! However, you need good credit in order to get it, so here's the problem.... I have no credit at all, and I guess that means it's bad credit. I'm really pissed off Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1060733582367185052003-08-12T23:13:00.000-01:002003-08-12T23:13:02.376-01:00Well, todaay is my day off, and everything went cool today. My bestfriend Molly and I chilled for a while. We watched Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back... but we watched the beginning of it like 27 times. God, I love the song.. I wish I had the lyrics though, so that kind of pisses me off. We went swimming... and I think that was really it... fun times. Oh yeah, we watched this great show about a Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1060214569837638292003-08-06T23:02:00.000-01:002003-08-06T23:02:49.730-01:00Hey everyone, not much going on. I'm losing interest in my blog. It's become such a fucking hassle! GOD, if I got my wireless laptop I'd probably be more into it, but until then, I'll just update every now and then. I have a message for someone, it's kind of falling under the fuck you category. Hmmm, who could it be? Also, before I get to that, we got serious cable hook ups over here. Over 1000 Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1059605679084873002003-07-30T21:54:00.000-01:002003-07-30T21:54:38.976-01:00Well, we finally got the Internet back (it was lost for a day and 1/2...very depressing). About 2 weeks ago I got my nails done, and they are growing out, and making it very hard for me to type... ahhhh!
Well, last night I talked to my fiance, and things were just weird. It was the first time we had talked in a month... (I've been a month sober by the way... go me) and he told me he wasn't comingAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1059422468760600602003-07-28T19:01:00.000-01:002003-07-28T19:01:08.636-01:00I feel so, emotionally dead today. I've been working A LOT of 16 hour days, in fact, 3 this week! I feel so drained even though I've been sleeping for about 14 hours! I dunno. I finally paid off the flower bill, my dad asked me to pay for his, and take that money out of the rent money. I guess that's ok. I paid of $43 on my music bill... still owe $200. ::sigh:: I swear, I just can't win! So, IAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1058812700680565492003-07-21T17:38:00.000-01:002003-07-21T17:38:20.636-01:00Well, my mums graduations party was ok I guess. Not too much going on there, I kind of just stayed out of the way. My father got piss drunk, and by the end of the night, he was using a walker to move around.... kind of amusing I guess. For my mom's graduation, I bought her a $125 bouquet. 50 carnations, and a dozen roses... she sobbed when she got them, which was kind of weird. So, I owe soooooo Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1058542413938773502003-07-18T14:33:00.000-01:002003-07-18T14:33:33.886-01:00I'm freaking out today, I feel like shit, I haven't slept in almost 48 hours because I've been working! I feel VERY emotional right now. Like a fragile piece of glass or something. I was in Walmart buying bleach, and hair dye for my mum. My mum wanted me to get a semi-permanent dark brown hair dye, so I'm looking through the selections, and there was like 50 semi-perm drk brwn.... so, I panicked Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1058402155911230262003-07-16T23:35:00.000-01:002003-07-16T23:35:55.870-01:00It's been a little while since I've written in this, so I decided, I've got some free time, I should get crackin. So I guess nothing overly interesting has happened. There are no signs that I have worms or anything so I'm good to go I guess. There really isn't much to talk about. Been sober way to long. I feel so empty, like something is missing. I feel so depressed, it sucks. I'm supposed to Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1058034967845195292003-07-12T17:36:00.000-01:002003-07-12T17:36:07.900-01:00OK, so everything around on my end is interesting. I mainly have 2 things to say. Number 1, I think I need to go to a fat girl rehab or something, either that, or stop doing drugs, lol. So, here's the skinny on the fat, and if your one of my friends, I'm warning you now, this is DISGUSTING, and if you read it, it's at your own will, because I'm warning you ahead of time. So, here's the deal, lastAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057695154794217042003-07-08T19:12:00.000-01:002003-07-08T19:12:34.843-01:00If I could just figure out how to put this at the bottom of my blog entry everything will be peachy keen, Molly and Sarah, so me a favor, and try it out when you get the chance, to make sure everything is working properly. OK, I'm DONE writing in this thing! Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057694680656328672003-07-08T19:04:00.000-01:002003-07-08T19:04:40.740-01:00
Check this out, this is how I "hooked" up my blog. Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057694604880325632003-07-08T19:03:00.000-01:002003-07-08T19:03:24.930-01:00HA! I am a goddess! I figured this out all by myself!! Thank you! thank you! I am sooo happy right now, I feel so... smart! LOL! Ok, I know that I need to grow the fuck up, but seriously, I am not the brightest blub in the box. I didn't graduate high school, I'm a drop out, an ex- drug addict, and so my brain is a bit fried. Anyway, I'm happy. Later! Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057694268468496512003-07-08T18:57:00.000-01:002003-07-08T18:57:48.520-01:00This is my new blogchalk:United States, New York, Clifton Park, English, Angel, Female, 16-20, Listening to music/going to concerts, Getting into trouble. :)Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057694013037032832003-07-08T18:53:00.000-01:002003-07-08T18:53:33.076-01:00HA Ha!! I learned something new, I added something to my blog, this is kind of exciting that I actually was capable of doing this! It's not a huge deal, but it's something that I had to add into the template, so I'm excited. I feel so.... fulfilled, lol. PeaceAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057692853253307312003-07-08T18:34:00.000-01:002003-07-08T18:34:13.303-01:00I feel like shit today for some reason. Maybe it's because I know I get paid in about 9 hours, and usually I spend my paycheck of the white love of my life. I don't really know why I feel like crap today. Ever just wake up one morning and feel like your missing a part of yourself? I feel so out of place today, even in my own home. My family is coming over today to go swimming, and I'm not quite Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057627356689727352003-07-08T00:22:00.000-01:002003-07-08T00:22:36.700-01:00There isn't really much going on in my simple fat life. Trying to stay sober is a fucking pain in the ass. I honestly don't see the point with this. It's amazing to me how my life completely changed when I started doing drugs. You know? It's like your 15 years old, and your over dosing on over the counter shit to get a cheap high, and your parents find out, you say something like "Hey, at least Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057603520631859462003-07-07T17:45:00.000-01:002003-07-07T17:45:20.670-01:00So, I am very annoyed about this whole thing, and I was reading through people's blog's, just checking them out, and I realized how fucking immature I am. I don't expect other people to be reading my blog, so I just kind of act really immature and stupid, I take queer quizzes and post up pornographic pictures. Some of the stuff I write in here is serious, but it's always about drugs. I guess I Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057602974811790142003-07-07T17:36:00.000-01:002003-07-07T17:36:14.870-01:00ok, I just got done talking to Molly, she doesn't know how to help me.... D'OH! So, if anyone knows how to help my sorry ass E-mail me @ AngelofDarkness84@yahoo.com peaceAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057602501483222592003-07-07T17:28:00.000-01:002003-07-07T17:28:21.530-01:00UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FUCKING GIVE UP!?!?!?!? I AM CONFUSED, MOLLY, WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!?Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057602463217481432003-07-07T17:27:00.000-01:002003-07-07T17:27:43.256-01:00WTF? This is not working! MY intelligence is being insulted, the fucking directions say cut and paste... let' try again!postCount('dog');
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Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057602284858339982003-07-07T17:24:00.000-01:002003-07-07T17:24:45.026-01:00Because I'm a fucking idiot, I can't make it so that there is a comment page automatically hooked up on this thing, so I have to do the corny copy and paste method, Molly, I'm probably gonna need your help wih this one. The only reason I'm doing this is because I want to know if people other than Sarah and Molly read this. OK, so, if anyone reads this, comment on it. Peace
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Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057513327657558532003-07-06T16:42:00.000-01:002003-07-06T16:42:07.600-01:00I haven't got much to say, I'm fat, my job sucks blah blah blah blah. I haven't been doing much except for lay around and work. There' still a lot to my JC story, but I'm not feeling like typing too much today. Um.... I guess there's a lot of drama going on in some of my friends lives. Oh yeah, JC hasn't talked to me in almost 2 weeks.... I'm kind of bummed, but not really, it;s probably for theAngelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1057093629263282062003-07-01T20:07:00.000-01:002003-07-01T20:07:09.333-01:00OK, so everyone be prepared, this is going to be a loooong ass post, I'm going to spill the beans on EVERYTHING! I'm sure there will be plenty of spelling mistakes, but get over it! So, here goes........
On Wednesday, I got a 700 dollar paycheck, and I decided to go to Schenectady to visit JC. We had plans that we were going to hang out in Cohoes with my cousins and then that would be it. Well,Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1056825294503817192003-06-28T17:34:00.000-01:002003-06-28T17:34:54.473-01:00So much bullshit has happened in the past few days, I can't really elaborate on it, but let's just say that my life is ruined, I'm broke, and I have no reason to live because my life is destroyed because someone sent me an e-mail that should have NEVER been sent, my parents read it, and tada...end of story. Oh, and Molly, the person that I thought sent me the E-mail actually didn't...so I can't Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1056386125452836222003-06-23T15:35:00.000-01:002003-06-23T15:35:25.490-01:00OK, I didn;t even cheat on this test! So that's kind of exciting. Avril and I are destined to be together! I gotta go now, I have to help my father put the steps in the pool, it's not even hot outside, but i know that my cousin wants to go swimming, so I have to take one for the team. Man, I don't want to have to get into a bathing suit! Well, i'm gonna go make some waves, some tidal waves that Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1056383331128446132003-06-23T14:48:00.000-01:002003-06-23T14:48:50.996-01:00Slit Throat(self-inflicted). A slit throatmay show what a person is truly feeling, aswell as their interest n the more morose. Theperson will often be reclusive, or have adark/bitter dispositon. They might have astrage fetish, such as vampires, blood, orbiting.
How this effects you:
You yourself, may find you agreeing with someof, if not all of the symptoms above, if you dohappen to have Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1056379347852211542003-06-23T13:42:00.000-01:002003-06-23T13:42:27.760-01:00Ok, I was going to go online and take some quizzes, but Quizzilla or however you spell it is being fucked up, so now, I've got nothing to do! UGH!Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1056378837575027902003-06-23T13:33:00.000-01:002003-06-23T13:33:57.510-01:00SO much to talk about, and plenty of time, just no motivation. I do however have something HUGE that I need to vent about. It's supposed to be a surprise, so I'm not going to tell you EXACTLY what it is, but I think you all might be able to figure it out. Molly and Sarah will be involved, but you guys won't hear EXACTLY what it is until July, the end of July. My life is going to change around Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1056308231091693672003-06-22T17:57:00.000-01:002003-06-22T17:57:10.993-01:00ok, as always, I have a lot to say, but not enough time to say it. I'll have to review everything on Monday or Tuesday. Since my weird ass dream with God, I've been feeling a little weird. I've been calling up all of my family just to say that I love them, which is kind of weird considering that I don't care that much about anyone really, espically my family. Also, Sarah doesn't think my dream Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1056137122986618552003-06-20T18:25:00.000-01:002003-06-20T18:25:23.030-01:00I have a shit load to say but not much time to say it. I had the weirdest dream that I think I should talk about because it's kind of symbloic, and... I'M GETTING A CAR!! Molly, we're talking some serious road trips baby! I checked it out today, it's beautiful... ::sigh:: it;s a sexy sports car, oh I can't wait! Also, this dream. I dunno. I was in this scary place, and these plants were like Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055976533987926832003-06-18T21:48:00.000-01:002003-06-18T21:48:53.653-01:00Ok, so much bullshit has been going on in my life. I'm getting VERY VERY angry with myslef and everyone else. Tonya and I don't talk, and she can suck a big fat one cuz I don't care. I'll miss her, yes, but it's probably best for me to just let her go. My anorexia thing is fucking shitty, I went like 30 hours or so without food, then, I totally fucked up and indulged myself in some seriously Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055874956016033232003-06-17T17:35:00.000-01:002003-06-17T17:35:56.050-01:00You look up Huge Cocks!
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You are a true punk. You know what's real andwhat's fake. You don't buy that Pop-Punkbullshit. It's not pop-punk, it's str8 up pop.Blech. You are Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055872931172618972003-06-17T17:02:00.000-01:002003-06-17T17:02:11.190-01:00Oh yeah, I forgot to do a FUCK YOU!
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FUCK YOU FOR STEALING THE ONLY PERSON THAT MADE ME FEEL LIKE I WAS GOOD ENOUGH. THANK YOU FOR DESTROYING THE HAPPINESS THAT I HAD ENJOYED FOR 3 MONTHS, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REMINDING ME OF JUST HOW MUCH MY LIFE SUCKS. YOU PROBABLY DON'T EVEN CARE ABOUT HIM LIKE I DO! WOULD YOU SACRIFICE YOUR FAMILY FRIENDS AND JOB FOR HIM? WOULD YOU SACRIFICE ALL OF YOUR Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055872500201894752003-06-17T16:55:00.000-01:002003-06-17T16:55:00.220-01:00Ok, not that anyone really cares, but I can tell my story. It's going to be long and boring. First, my anorexia is not going well at all. Sunday I was going to start, but then I was like, well, I should wait till Monday, so I ate McDonalds. Then Monday, I was doing soooo good, I avoided the cake at work, and the vending machine, then I got home, and my parents bought me like one of my fav. Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055789633698350562003-06-16T17:53:00.000-01:002003-06-16T17:53:53.706-01:00There's alot of shit I need to vent about, but I don't have time cuz I gotta go to work. I wanna write down what I plan to talk about so I don't forget. 1- Ripping Tonya a new asshole 2-JC and a hotel 3-Bill the crackhead bum 4-the lady at the Salvation army 5- The guy outside the Salvation army that vented to me.......6- the ways in which I always tell myself I'm going to die ie-disease, Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055702295399983812003-06-15T17:38:00.000-01:002003-06-15T17:38:15.396-01:00OK, I have a lot that I need to sund off on. This guy that I think i care about soooo much, that was missing, well, he's been found. The chick he ran away with is in jail for up to 6 months, he's in the psych ward. I called him yesterday, I was kind of scared to call, but I did. We talked, and he was like "I didn't expect to hear from you, I miss you, I'm so happy you called, why didn't you call Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055368508749321282003-06-11T20:55:00.000-01:002003-06-11T20:55:09.126-01:00ok, I haven't got much time to write, I've gotta be in bed in 2 1/2 hours. I gotta get up EARLY tomorrow...ugh! So, here's the skinny on todays fat. I thought I was pregnant, but I didn't tell any of my friends because that's not something you really would gloat about, and also because I rant and rave a lot about unfit teen parents... so I got paid, went to Wal-mart, bought 2 tests and the Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055277348835938812003-06-10T19:35:00.000-01:002003-06-10T19:35:48.080-01:00~TRUE BLUE~
your the ULTIMATE friend! nothing matters to youexcept to hang out and have a great time! Aslong as you're havin a blast with your buds,you wouldnt dream of bein anywhere else! Andthats the greatest friend a person could have!
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You're Paranoid! Arguably, this isn't a illness somuch as a reasonable and Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055271007358202132003-06-10T17:50:00.000-01:002003-06-10T17:50:06.433-01:00Ok, yesterday I was being a little bit fucked up, I was looking at some queer things, and I apologize to my precious viewers that were in some way offended, grossed out in a negative way or whatever. Anyway, I have a serious issue to talk about today. First, I need to send out special messages to people, a few fuck you's, and I couple hello's.
SARAH........... this is not a fuck you, lol, so Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055189957326952622003-06-09T19:19:00.000-01:002003-06-09T19:19:17.353-01:00EVERYONE..... I AM SOOOOOOOOO SORRY THAT I POSTED MY RESULTS 2 TIMES! So, in order to renew your love and trust in me.... I'm going to hook you kids up with that white powder stuff I've been talking about... he he he.... send it to your loved ones.... Virtual Crack Enjoy kids, hopefully i did this right......
Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055188218578912252003-06-09T18:50:00.000-01:002003-06-09T18:50:18.603-01:00Congratulations, you're the sexiest torture deviceof them all: The Iron Spider. The Spider was aclaw-like device, heated in the fire until itglowed red, and was then used to slowly rip offthe breasts of women. You kinky bastard.
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He he he... that' sexy alright. I dunno why, but the thought of torturing some nasty bitch like Lisa Dellaro Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055186680656273782003-06-09T18:24:00.000-01:002003-06-09T18:24:40.663-01:00I haven't got much to say. I dunno. I'm bored, it's my day off, I got like 7 CD's in the mail, so I'm happy about that. I feel like giving out another fuck you to somebody. Hmmmm, well, the last time I was online and wrote in this blog thingy, I gave a fuck you to Tiffany. Well, I called her yesterday, and was leaving a really nasty message on her voice mail for her cell phone. It took me a good Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1055006846857099122003-06-07T16:27:00.000-01:002003-06-07T16:27:26.893-01:00There's a lot going on in my life right now. Things aren't like coming together or anything, but some stuff is getting sorted out. So, I've got a lot to talk about. First, Jeff.... UGH! He's still missing, it's been almost 3 weeks, I'm scared to death. I called his mother yesterday, we chatted, and there's still no sign of him. I'm so scared. I fucking love this kid and he is killing me. I feel Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1054681695110439602003-06-03T22:08:00.000-01:002003-06-03T22:08:14.720-01:00Ok, I am totally annoyed with people that try to be something they are not! WHY, I ask you all, WHY do people try so hard to impress others? Christ! Look, I'm a fat fuck, I gauge my ears, I take a shower every day, and I brush my teeth like 2 times a day... ok sometimes only once... but still! The point is, if you don't like me,oh the fuck well, I'm not going to change, and I'm CERTAINLY NOT Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1054606343868249242003-06-03T01:12:00.000-01:002003-06-03T01:12:23.890-01:00CONGRATULATIONS!! You are a true, 100% Fat Girland, just like Camryn Manheim, you should beproud of who you are and all you do. As areward, go to a local all-you-can-eat buffetand celebrate until you eat yourself into asize larger pants.
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See... I knew it.... but fat girls ROCK!Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1054603770259287772003-06-03T00:29:00.000-01:002003-06-03T00:29:30.236-01:005-8 people. Less than the double-digit folk, butenough to taste every flavor. You'll besexually satisfied for most of your life, whichmakes you better off than 99.9% of the world.
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5-8 people? Shit, I'm alreday up to 6.... um, I hope this isn't it. Ahhhhhhhh. I'm going to get crotch rot or something horrible like that. I love sex... espically with certain people. Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1054408143525860922003-05-31T18:09:00.000-01:002003-05-31T18:09:03.423-01:00Ok, so here's the skinny on todays fat. My life sux, I swear. I don't know what the fuck my problem is, but I seem to be losing grip. I feel like my friends are challenging my character. I dunno. I've pissed a lot of people off in the past week. Well, I don't think I've pissed them off, but people are getting annoyed with me. I'm VERY definsive about EVERYTHING. Espically when it comes to issues Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1054165793947776782003-05-28T22:49:00.000-01:002003-05-28T22:56:19.500-01:00This whole blog thing is a bit more exhausting than I had expected. The first couple of days it was fun, now... I have to go through a serious motivation process just to sign in... LAZY!!! I got paid today, all my money is gone, I'm depressed. It's been 2 weeks since I've indulged myself in a drug... ughhhh! I don't care though. Next weeks pay check is much more promising. My asshole boss asked Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410491.post-1053567946104931472003-05-22T00:45:00.000-01:002003-05-22T00:46:10.286-01:00I've decided that I'm just going to post some of the quiz results that I think are amusing or have a phat pic or something. This one is me to a T... or a F. I say fuck a lot, ask Molly, I'm like a trucker or something.
your fuck.
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He he he, this one was all about the picture baby.
Youre someone else, what the fuck is wrong withyou?
Who Angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369002487264666730noreply@blogger.com