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PunkrockPelle registered: 9/6/2004 00:00 posts: 118

i'm.... sorta depressed... or am i restless? i'm not too sure. today is ending too soon. for some reason, i dont seem to look forward to weekends anymore. i guess its cuz i have endless amounts of chores to do... and i'm missing my (i suppose he is....) my ex-boyfriend, Will (hence, the creation of my other thread). yet, i'm already in a relationship... is it possible to love two guys at once, i asked myself this morning over cereal. (i guess it is, since i love Pelle and i adore my boyfriend just as much.) i guess its normal...but i hope its not regular. cuz if it is, you'll find me in a straight-jacket by the end of next month. bah....another thing. i've grown hungry but nothing in the pantry appeals to me. maybe i'm not hungry for food at all.... i've grown closer to my kitties at home and grown furhter form my computer (which should surprise every living thing). and i got a D in soc. studies. a D! i've turned in my work, and this is what i get! my mother expects me to be able to make breakfast, go to school for seven hours, take a bus to and from school (which takes a total of an hour), stand at a sink scrubbing dishes for an hour and a half, be able to do the laundry, and make make myself dinner and STILL be able to do homework from three different classes and work on a research project of the Holocaust and be able to take a shower (and considering the length of my hair, it takes at LEAST 45 minutes to an hour) and be able to make it to bed by 9:00. and to top it off, i have to wake up at 6:30 in the morning. the circles under my eyes are darkening... and i'm confined to my house for the weekend. which depresses me more, now that my mother naggs at me for not seeing my boyfriend more (but since when is it HER business?). uh, why cant i see him? I'M NOT ALLOWED TO LEAVE THE HOUSE! *smacks head on the keyboard* she needs as much help as i do. which says alot. oh, and some boy with a mental problem (i'm serious. he has some disorder which makes him mentally disabled) wont stop asking me out, though he knows i'm in a relationship. my god.........my face sucks. its all gross and stuff. and my mother ordered me some avon crap for my face, but she hasnt put in the order. but then again, it takes at least a week for it to come in. i just wanna crawl under the carpet with my Hives cds and a 4 pack of batteries.... wow...that rhymed...cool. i want a hug... -Kat

posted: 1/29/2005 15:33

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shinee123 registered: 10/9/2004 00:00 posts: 1767	my day.... well it sucks!!!!!!! sorta
posted: 1/29/2005 15:53	Reply | PM | Edit | IP

Rotanislek registered: 12/1/2004 00:00 posts: 673	my day's been very boring...I havent stepped outside at all because I'm the only one home(awake) and without a car, and there's 4 inches of snow on the ground...and I couldnt play my drums cause my dad's sleeping(shift work)but I'll play late into tonight!! whoo hoo! Kelsie
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Rotanislek registered: 12/1/2004 00:00 posts: 674	oh weird... my bus ride is an hour, too!!! and we live out in the middle of nowhere, so we go down bumpy roads, and with me in the back of the bus I get thrown 5 feet into the air *sigh* my grades have been dropping...I got all A's last year but now I have a D and 2 C's...ah well it's not the end of the world ;-) \m/-_-\m/ Kels
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banana32 registered: 1/23/2005 00:00 posts: 122	My day sucks! I woke up sick this morning!AAAAAH! I hate being sick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Rotanislek registered: 12/1/2004 00:00 posts: 677	whoa I'm just getting over a cold...I got it from this annoying little kid who I have to walk up to his headstart building every day *sigh* he coughs in his hands and rubs snot into them and INSISTS on holding my hand!!!!!!!!!!! .....stupid three year olds...(haha) Kelsie
posted: 1/29/2005 16:17	Reply | PM | Edit | IP

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