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[Sat, Jul 19th, 08
@ 7:43a] |
I had a dream I did acid, but it came from a sea animal and looked like Pepto bismal or whatever the pink medicine is called.
I guess licking paper is a thing of the past and drinking pink shit is the now.
Weird ass dream.
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[Fri, Aug 10th, 07
@ 2:18a] |
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The past few days have been amazing, catching up with old friends and getting closer to old ones, I was feeling pretty good.
Rj and I had planned on going to farmers, but things came up and we didn't make it.
Bailey called me saying she wanted to hang out and so did Todd, so Rj and I picked them, I drove.
We spend 15 minutes or so driving around trying to think of something to do and we end up at Boomers for mini golf, it's about 9 pm.
Putt putt was so much fun, we were all messing around with each other and laughing.
I came in second place, what can I say I'm a pretty good putt putter.
We make our way inside and play a few video games, when they get turned off at 10 pm we walk outside to my car.
What do you know, my front passenger window is smashed in and my windshield has a huge web crack.
We try calling 911 for like 10 minutes and we can't get through so I call Spiro, my brother, to call for us.
While we wait for the police to show up we check everything out and see what was missing.
Bailey and I left our purses in the back seat and luckily they were both there with nothing gone, however my iPod, iPod adapter, necklace, and five empty packs of cigarettes were all taken from my car.
They threw a huge rock the break both windows and it ended up denting my car, scratching up my dashboard, and then was left on the front passenger side floor.
When the cop got there he was cracking jokes with all of us and laughing along to the ridiculous things we were talking about, he was a pretty nice guy.
I took everyone to Rjs house so he could give them a ride home and I got home around 11 pm.
I dropped off my car and realized how much more this sucks than last summer when I got my tires slashed.
Oh well, Rj came and picked me up just after I was done talking to my parents and cheered me up a little.
I would think I'd be more upset about this than I am, but there really isn't a need to be.
I mean it already happened and it's just material things that can all be replaced so there is no need to be so upset about it.
My things are not the world to me, my friends and family are.
Good night.
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[Thu, Aug 2nd, 07
@ 10:15p] |
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Too much time to think, too much time to miss.
I'm noticing more and more how much of a fucking retard I am.
Keep busy, keep your mind on what you're learning and reading.
Find out if you are like them, this is could be something good.
Just keep focused, push it all away and pull what's at hand a little closer.
Remember to keep your chin up, eyes forward, ears listening, and your mind open.
Most importantly never give up.
I'm a new person, and I'm better than I used to be.
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