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On the verge of a breakdown.

O' Christmas tree, o' Christmas tree.....

Journal Entry: Tue Nov 10, 2009, 9:37 PM

^{Why've you been in stores since Octoberrrrrrrr?
lmfao. Just thought I'd throw that one out there.

Christmas is almost here! You know what that means? Huh? Do ya, do ya, do ya??? COLD WEATHER HURRAY! As soon as the radio starts playing Christmas music, I'll be in heaven.
Christams also means lots of food, and that means serious temptations. SO. I promised myself I wouldn't gain an ounce of weight back that I worked so hard to lose. I also promised myself that I would prove everyone wrong and lose at least ten pounds over the holidays, because nobody thinks I can do it. BUT I CAN SO SCREW YOU, NEGATIVE NANCYS.
On another note, I've been in a very good mood lately. I'm quite pleased with that fact. OH AND I LOST THREE MMORE POUNDS! :'D That's twelve pounds in one week. One week. Twelve pounds. Hell yes. I'm hoping to lose fifty pounds by January first. I think I can do it.}FEATURES! :]^{=drugs-and-groceries

*Xphringe

=Healzo}

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Mood: Hopeless
Listening to: My breathing.
Reading: The Sweet Far Things

Skin by =moonfreak

One, Two, Three, BLOW!

Journal Entry: Mon Nov 9, 2009, 9:47 AM

^{Fact: I love my marshmallow shooter more than I love food. That's a lot.

So apparently everyone can use journal skins now. That's pretty rad if I do say so myself.

Someone hit me up! I'm bored. lol}Features! :]^{~z-nao-factor

~Kiyayiya (formerly known as ~KakashiCatastrophe)

=solagratia

More to come! :]
If you want to be featured, let me know. I'd be glad to stick you in here. :'D}

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Mood: Hopeless
Listening to: My breathing.
Reading: The Sweet Far Things

Skin by =moonfreak

My dearest homosexual (Mule Day edit)

Sat Nov 7, 2009, 7:59 PM

Mood: Hopeless
Listening to: My breathing.
Reading: The Sweet Far Things

^{Give up on me, boy.
I'm not worth your time, much less your concern.

EDIT

I was going to post another journal, but I decided against it. So I'll just post my events of the day here.
For those of you that don't know, I'm in Tallahassee as of now. Mom and I drove up to see my Aunt Barb. We arrived yesterday, and it was actually cold enough outside to where I could see my breath. I was absolutely estatic.
My mom, Aunt Barb, my cousin Kenny, his wife Allison, her neices Jerry and Hadley, and I [[*inhales dramatically*]] all went to Mule Day today. It's this big fair-type-thing that they have every year juuusssttttt over the Georgia border. It was so much fun. I'm exhausted from it, though. lol
We got 87% of our Christmas shopping done there, and managed to buy all of it with under $300. Now, that's a damn good deal if you ask me. I myself got a new studded belt, a shirt, a giraffe print tote bag, a new pair of super rad sunglasses, AND the coolest toy known to man. It's a marshmallow shooter. It's made out of PVC pipe and can't cost more than three bucks to make, but it's happiness in toy form. You put a little mini marshmallow in the breath tube and blow really hard and the marshmallow shoots out. It goes like... 20 feet. That's a long ass distance for a mini marshmallow running on breath power. It's SO rad. So rad. Like ho mah gawh.
I wore my new sunglasses all day, so of course I'm now sporting a lovely sunglasses sunburn line. I look like a freaking tourist. In my own state. Eff my life. Also, I wore a T-shirt, so my farmers tan [[that WAS fading]] is ten times worse than it used to be. It's a good thing I never wear sleeves shorter than my elbows.
I'm definitely not looking forward to leaving. BUT. Aunt Barb is coming down to our neck of the woods to visit soon. Hurray! 8D

I'm going to finish my homework and go to bed now. GOODNIGHT.

P.S. I'm too lazy to look for and fix typos, so please ignore them or correct them in your heads. lol}

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Why do you do this to me?

Mon Nov 2, 2009, 11:47 AM

Mood: Hopeless
Listening to: My breathing.
Reading: The Sweet Far Things

^{I'm tired of being hurt.
I'm tired of not being good enough.
I'm tired of having to deal with bullshit.
I'm tired of my "friends" stabbing me in the back.
I'm tired of doing.
I don't want to feel anymore.

~*~*~*~*~

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