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(Sunday, January 30, 2005-)
+9:08 AM]*
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weelll.. i did a nice job on my finals.. minus trig. hah. i got a d on that bad boy... i didn't study.
lowest grade was a b- not bad.. not bad..!
well, as usual on weekend mornings, i'm waiting for the little Mite to wake up. today, i have to go to Hooters for this jeep club thingy. i'm going because ii... love him. :-)
anywhoo..
work yesterday was torture yet again. except it went faster this time.
lalalalaa.
i <3 the miiite.
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(Saturday, January 29, 2005-)
+9:49 AM]*
# work, work, work.-
ah yes.. more work. 42 dollars today (maybe). maybe i'll get some HUGE tips! yeaaah. like 5 bucks. :-/
band tonight, but of coarse.. not going. know why?
work.
work...
i regret working so much,
yet i regret not working enough.
i regret not having time..
i regret still being young and having to be tied down.
no miite today, due to the fact his job coinsides with my job..
Mike- 10:30am-??? @ Max n Ermas
Mine- 4pm-11 @ Steak n Shit
BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! SOMEONE SHOOT ME!!
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(Sunday, January 16, 2005-)
+8:47 AM]*
# "right now, you are all that i recognize"-
yesterday, out of a fit of anger, i jumped out of Mike's jeep.. while he was moving.
needless to say, don't try that at home. it really does feel as bad as it looks.
i miss Mike.. i hate old dirty men.
i wish he'd call me.
worked on speech video.
worked at Steak n Shake on Army Trail Road.. wtf, i know. i guess its a way to show that i'm flexable or something. i worked on shakes and serving. :-/
nothing like the one on Barrington and Higgins.. kinda hickish...
blue man group tonight. :-)
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(Wednesday, January 12, 2005-)
+5:26 AM]*
# UGGH 2-
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+5:24 AM]*
# UGH...-
i need to go to school.
i have a bio #&%)_#_^ test.
i feel like crap!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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+5:20 AM]*
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i don't feel well.
finished up review packets..
i might stay home today.
i feel exploited.
congrats, Melissa, on NIU. i'm soooooooooooooooo proud of you :-)
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(Sunday, January 09, 2005-)
+8:45 AM]*
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yay! that was an awesome birthday.
on the upside, i got...
$50 bucks.
$400 dollars worth of a new wardrobe :-)
18 balloons in blue and green
$24 dollar certificate for manicures
many sweet cards from Mike
lovely phone messages from Vai.. :-D
a tiramasu birthday cake..
my tattoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (from Mike of coarse....)
ah tattoo. hurt like fuck. now it doesn't.
looks fucking awesome now... :-D
i'm addic..
i'm addicted.
to Miiiite (amongst other legal things).
speaking of legal.. mememe!
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(Saturday, January 08, 2005-)
+7:49 AM]*
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its my birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yay!
dooobedoo! birthday!!
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+7:31 AM]*
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happy birthday to mee..
happy birthday..
to me!
work, work from 4-11.
tattoo..?
Mike..?
:-)
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(Sunday, January 02, 2005-)
+1:16 PM]*
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hell on a hamburger bun.
aka...
Steak n Shake.
uhm, it's tortue? cruel, unusual and aggrivating.
$2.50 for a god damn burger.... that's not even good! c'mon!
go to Wendy's for a .99 cent one.. and donate the rest of the money..
you know you're addicted when you're going to Steak n Shake and you already have your cupholders in your car FILLED with the large plastic steak' n shake cups. it's just not right...
when people know the drive thru girl by her voice, it's a sad thing..
being stalked by 40 year old men is sad also..
spend your money on something better, please!?
worked for 8 hours last night.
hah.
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