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Thursday, August 23, 2001 - I'm going to my cousin's house then on Friday going to my grandma's =P I'm going to miss you all, so no updates for a few days. like it makes a difference. EVERYONE SIGN MY GUESTBOOK WHEN YOUR DONE READING! okie i miss you all, somebody smack me, i hope mattias visits =) okie I go now, update my life later. I might get my job back =) I got =) okie i go now, LOVE YOU E-MAIL ME!!!

Wensday, June 27, 2001 - I took over 67 advil at Jon's house yesterday, then wehn I got home after getting money from showing off his underwear, I talked to Matthew and Trent. That brought me to take 35 capsules of my tegratol the 300 millagrams kind, and then 800 milagrams of depakote and other stuff, and I passed out. I woke up in my own vomit and couldn't move. I still can't hear fully yet, and I keep getting really bad migranes and vomiting all teh time and I'm not only whiter then before (immpossible) I am fucking paler then the bride of frankenstein. about 30 minutes after I woke up in my vomit, I called my friend and he drove me to the hospital and I passed out once again. I woke up like in one of the bed thingys I think, i dunt remember much, but they didn't know who I was, I know that. I think they said it was already digested into my blood stream or some shit like that and they couldn't pump my stomach *I was hungrey* And they wouldn't let me sleep, so I was suffering intensly, I so remember the pain. I still am having intense pain. Trent if ur wondering why my stomach hurt on the phone, thats why, It was starting up. I black out every once in a while, but I'm over it. I am forgetting alot, barfing alot, migranes all the time, I can't seem to stand up properly *I keep falling over* and my stomch I am about ready to rip out of my belly, and I can't stop shaking. Even after all this, I got back home by the bus *food lady gave me * at around 10:30, and I poped more pills, maybe everything will go away. maybe I could focus on the one important thing. I need to fix everything, if I was dead everything would be fixed. but I can't think, I can't think. I need someone to help me think, help me, but he hates me now. Matthew hates me. awww fuck

Thursday, June 21, 2001 - It's been a while, not much happens. I wanna report this guy who works with me, if he stops I won't report him. But I feel degrated now and it sucks. I think I have work tomorrow and I only go swimming after sundown. I guess I'll go swimming soon, because I need some more exercise and my tummy hurts. I drank too much rootbeer, not good. I made a thong with purple triangles. I shaved almost every part and I have to go bye!

Thursday, June 7, 2001 - The past few days have been hell with out Trent, and before that I didn't get to talk to him for a while. I haven't been able to function properly with out him. I have been talking to Matthew everynight for like and hour or two, but he always has to sleep, poor guy is gonna get exausted. He always has so much to do. I think I'm going to change this to my journal or something, who knows. I drew a happy face on my belly and I am going to develop my pictures tomorrow before work and then show everyone at work. Everyone check out www.horsetheband.com, Nathan the drummer works next door to me at Dapy, he's really nice and likes Pepsi. I'm going to go paint my nails now and hope that Matthew or Trent *please Jeebus* comes on soon.

Monday, May 28, 2001 - I just woke up, no work fer like a week, but I worked Saturday and Friday. *yawn* I think I have a cold and I haven't done any homework and I miss Trent and Matthew!


Monday, May 20, 2001 - MY DAY HAS SO RULED! I had the whole store to me and Norman till 5!!! Norman is so cool. he let me wear his name tag fer 45 min, and he made me a pizza for lunch because I had no money and he made my name in cursive out of a pretzel and I excessivly cleaned for 45 min that I managed myself. I made little faces out of Wetzel bits, like the Ooga Booga Man, and a shrine for the mini-pretzel I made and una-brow man and booger man, and stuff. I was really hyper because I forgot my pills, but I dunt think Norman cared. He's really cool. Marco gave me a ride home last night. he's really nice. I should make his name out of Wetzel bits, like I did Norman's name. I need to take a picture of my pretzel name. I never realized how good metallica can play. Listen to Am I Evil. It really shows what they can do. OK I gonna go sleepy now. Buh Bai QTPI!!!

Sunday, May 19, 2001 - Ok, My day sucked when the family entered in, but when it was at work everything was perfect. I love the people at work. OK listen to my day when my family entered. my mom came to my work and wouldn't stop nagging at me to pull up my pants and today she wouldn't stop saying " ONLY DIKES WERE THEIR PANTS LIKE THAT". my dad hung out in front of it for three hours staring at me. then when I left work for a break he followed me to the art shop, were I sat and talked to my friend who owns it. and he walked up and grabbed me by the ear and dragged me back to the pretzel shop because my friends was over 16. I have no freedom.

DIE BITCH DIE!
My mom is talking to my cat and I want to smack her really bad because she just accused me of looking at porn last night. Dude if I ever would look at porn (eewwwy) I would have enough respect to not do it on the family computer. They sent this feedback crap to her name, and if I looked at porn, I wouldn't use her fucking name. She hates it when I swear (she smacks me for saying hell). ::::Removed obscene comments:::: If anybody would like to complain about my mom and death threats and all that shit, just sign it in the guest book and I'll write it in. OK luv u guys lots!

Ok I have decided to add to this. mostly because I am listning to Kevorkian and that sort of gets you in the mood to kill people. Maybe I should have you guys give me ideas on how to kill my mother, oh wait. Robbie is on, somebody to talk to finally, I guess I'll write later.

I be Back. I had to delete some crap in the first paragraph because it was nasty and was making people sick. So I will complain here about family, I luv my family, but the other people like Linda, Andy and Jena, I don't love. I miss Trent I wanna go see him. I'm working on it.I drew another pic of him. I think I have work tomorrow so I guess I'll go.

Nothing has changed I hate life. I have learned how to make myself horney by cooing. It rules.
Oh well nothing much I am going to go see if I can screw life. bye!


lalalalalala I changed stuff, pissed at school and I wish I could be me. my nose won't stop itching.


1966 That's Jon's underwear on the sticks, me and Danielle stole it, me and Danielle got .50 from asking people to donate money to save the pinecones. SAVE THE PINECONES!