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June 30, 2003
      Stacy, I don't hate you but I am sooo fucking angry with you. I understand your motives...and yet I don't. WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT? Gah...ok. You had a right to, but I have brain power and I'm smart enough to not commit, because I really do love my life. I'm not ready to slip away yet. Just...not ever again. Please.
 
 
June 28, 2003
      Rain...I love the rain...It's amazing how it makes you feel clean and happy again, how it washes your tears away, how it chills you on the outside but you feel a glowing warmth on the inside because you feel so much better and purer when it hits your face. It's amazing how the biting cold can make your teeth chatter and your problems shatter and everything better.
 
 
June 27, 2003
      Well I had some fun the past week. I spent the night at Shlee's last week, went to my cousins, finished reading The Order of the Phoenix, went to Shinders and got fun figurines, and went to Belisle's last night, where Carroll nearly killed poor Zack and we watched some of The Rocky Horror Picture Show. Mmmm, good times. Not much else is new...bah
 
 
June 18, 2003
      Today has been the most boring day of summer yet...I was going to chew my nails out and rip the hair from my head and scream because I was so bored. I still am. So here I sit editing my website. BAH FRICKEN HUMBUG. Come on life, get fun please. Grrrr. Boredom is like a parasite, it eats you away forever. Gaaaah. Well the week is half over. This is the one thing I like about Wednesdays; they signalize that the week is half over. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. Tomorrow I get to go to Shlee's house and stay there for 24 hours. Yup yup. That will be much fun. OK I better stop before I bore you to death. Tee hee.
 
 
June 16, 2003
      Not too much happening. I'm quite bored with summer and I wish it would hurry up and offer some thrills. I've got plenty to do, I'm just lazy and tired. ::grins:: Well, the wheel of life is spiraling again and I'm slowly heading towards the top. It's a good day today, but I've got a lot of little nagging voices in the back of my mind that are ever present. Grrrrr. Time to go untangle this mental insanity of mine. Ta-ta.
 
June 13, 2003
      Happy Friday the 13th everyone. Woopdedoo. Not much happening I guess. Today was my unlucky day (see date above)....yeah I'll tell you if you ask me. I got my guitar finally. It's a deep, shiny blue Ibanez (sorry Petah, no warlock). Man it is beautiful. I like it. I also got a biography of Kurt Cobain a few days ago called "Heavier Than Heaven," so that has been my reading interest of the last few days. It's quite good (Shlee I should lend it to you sometime). Anyways....yeah. Life's becoming a chore. It gets harder and harder every day.
 
 
June 5, 2003
      I'm getting my days mixed up. Meh. SCHOOL IS FINALLY OVER THANK HEAVEN. Mmmmm, yay. Summerly goodness. We watched this immensly retarded video in FACS about "manners" and the woman....holy wow, she ate in slow motion and stared at the camera the whole time. AND NOBODY EATS BACON WITH A KNIFE AND A FORK!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! I WANTED TO TEAR HER HAIR OUT OF HER HEAD!!! ::breathes:: Sorry, had to get that out. Seth, thank you for hitting me over the head twice with your yearbook. Jesus. On a much better note, I'm getting my guitar tonight. Mmmmmmm, yay... ::drools::
 
June 4, 2003
      One more day left, yippeeee! Finals were hell today, they were unbelievably long and incredibly boring as usual. I always end up finishing about half an hour before everyone else does, so about half of my day consisted of twirling pens and pencils in my hand and looking out windows and such. Not cool at all.
 
June 2, 2003
      Yeah it's June. Yeah, school's almost over. Gah...3 fuckin' days...