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been a while since i posted... uh and its also 441am and im still awaaaake.  prolly bc i slept allllllllll day today.  and now my toorrow is going to suck..  oh well.  shit happens.  

my new place is bitchin'.  life is zehr gut jaden tag!  

uuuuuuuhhh someone make me sleepy, STAT! 

and why am i sleeping alone tonight!?  i dont like it.  not for a second. 

oh lord, i'm becoming one of those dependent sleepers again.  shit guys! 

ok ... bye

[	Current Location	|	Hell with Satan in the next room.	]
[	mood	|	crazy	]
[	music	|	ciara-get up	]

1 final down... 2 to go.  my next one isnt until 5pm tomorrow.  IM PUMPED!!  

update on my life:  i'm movin out of this appartment.  can't really take it anymore.  things turned to shit.  i guess you see peoples true colors when you live in close proximity.  by no means am i the perfect roommate, but there was just too many butting heads and disagreements.  like for instance the 2 cats and 2 chinchillas i disagreed with but they got anyway and how they stink and shit all over.  yea and the fact that i should be charged $$$ for having ppl stay over!?  i thought it was "this isnt a fucking hotel!?" isnt that contradicting... you charge ppl for a hotel.. duuuh.  

now its just gettin ridiculous.  i keep telling myself to keep the peace until i get out (which is gonna more than likely be friday) but i dont know how much more i can do it.  its all just so petty and over little stupid shit now.  we arent speaking so now there's silent battles over ketsup and handsoap... yea, im not kidding.  if i bought it then its mine, but apparently thats not how things go around here bc my shit keeps disappearing!! funny.  anyway... 2 more days then i will be sane again.  

our new house is amazing.  im living wtih people that are actually easy going, approachable and not OCD or anal over every little thing.  i now wont get yelled at if i leave a beer can out and not get it in "a timely manner".  i'm breaking free from mom and dad.  seriously i think i would have been better off just living in trenton... i would have had less rules.  and wouldnt be losing $220 of my security deposit bc i'm the one "screwing them over" when really it wasnt MY idea to move... it was one of theirs.  and who's the one having to move during finals week??  who's the one still having to pay for 10 days rent of december and the heat and electric for 10 days... yea me.  but yea, im the one getting fucked bc SOMEONE decided to open their mouth and state that "one of us should move out" but that same person is the one who cant afford it.  

i think its pretty funny that a college graduate can't afford to live in an appartment ... oh wait maybe thats bc he sits and plays nintendo and watches cartoon network and nickelodeon allllllll fucking day and works 3 days a week.  WINNER!! but i'm the one who's gettin fucked out of $220 bc it was his idea.  hmm maybe rick moranis should have thought before he spoke.  oh wait, i forgot he cant do that when he's alone.  he always needs the other half of his vagina to function. 

lord, i could go on for hours about this.  im just going to be so glad to get the fuck out of here and not have to deal with them everrr again.  2 more days.... 2 more daaaaaaaaaaaaaays!! then i'll be a real college student again and can come in the house stumbling instead of having to be quite so i dont wake satan and her little bitch.  

i need to study. 

[	mood	|	crushed	]
[	music	|	talking to nikki	]

don't you love it when ppl tell you things?  of course i do... to a certain extent.  then its like once i knooow the information (that i dont particularly want to know) i immediately want to erase it out of my knowledge book.  yea, THIS i don't want to know.  I don't want it to be real.  but it is.  and i'm done.  

i'm done on 2 degrees.  cutting off all ties.  the ties that kept me hanging on for this long.  they got snipped last night.  on 2 occasions.  

fuck a bunch of that!

seems like ive been saying that a lot lately.  

i'm ready for something better.

i'm taking applications and interviewing.

Schule starts wednesday.  i dont really want to talk about it.  and its not just school starting... its EVERYTHING.  Class, PT, ROTC lab... uuugh.  guess no one knows the definition of easing into things.  Full swing, all in one day.  I am now an MSIII, which means that I actually have to do and learn and retain important shit.  I am also a squad leader.  Which doesnt really mean too much because I basically was last quarter.  Just means that i now have to be responsible, I guess.  

Things are better now.  I was having a lil drama that I let get to me which was basically unneeded.  I'm over it now, I guess.  I just hate dwelling and I'm not going to do it for more than i need to.  

I miss the house from last year.  Seems like I am always home alone now, and I get very bored very easily.  Seems like in the house, naturally with 8 ppl living there, there was ALWAYS someone there.  Now I just have 2 smelly cats to look at.  And hate.  

Thats all i really want to say for now.  I'm going to go read my book and look sofisticated on my tarrace while drinking coffee.

IM 21 NOW ALL YOU SLUTS!! 

i have been since thursday night at midnight... august 4th... its like a national holiday or something i heard.  i could be wrong.

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[	music	|	Imogen Heap- walk away	]

My puppy I had since 3rd grade was put to sleep on Monday.  :( 

It hasn't hit me just yet that he's gone.  Next time I go home and he's not there, I might break down in tears. 

[	Current Location	|	clifton, oh	]
[	mood	|	hungry	]
[	music	|	only my background music because i'm sweet like that	]

so, we nearly got robbed again.  if you would like to know the line of events, please read on....

i was making a sandwich for work for friday in the kitchen and i saw a shadow go along the neighbors house.  im thinkin oh its the neighbors going in bc they use the side door.  next thing i know, theres a big black mans face in my window fuckin lookin at me.  i froze like uhhh is this really fucking happening? so he jumps back out of sight and im still standing there in shock.  then he takes a double take to see if im still there.  so then, delayed, my flight or fight mechinism kicks in and i fucking bolt up the stairs to my room.  i had never moved so fast.  luckily my friend shawna was here because otherwise i would have just crawled underneath my covers and hid for the rest of the night.  

so, i spit out that someone was lookin in our window to shawna, and she goes down to the landing to a window above where he was and he was pressed up against the house still there, so she yells at him and he claims he was lookin for his friend bob.  riiiight.  so she tells him to leave like 8 times and then he finally leaves.  so we go downstairs to check all the windows just to reassure ourselves... um i walk past the front door and the fucking glass panel is busted conviently aligned with the door knob.  oh wait... correction... the plexiglass that our landloard used to replace our OTHER busted glass window was busted.  

so conclusion, he had a towel on his shoulder, he used it to bust the window to silence it, then he was walking around and checking if anyone was in the house on the first floor.  needless to say we called the cops, then boarded up the window with some wood, and got the fuck out of there.  we all stayed at josh's.  drew was ready to kill.  erin and shawna and i were sooo creaped out.  fucking pisses me off.  oh and did i mention that theres a very great chance that it was the same fucker that got us before.  i should fucking kill him for taking my tony's pizzas.  

and denise said she saw a big tall bald black guy (thats the description) at staggerlees with the laptop computer that used to be in our house.  but its not now, because it shockingly got stolen.  so if you do the math, we have actually been robbed 3 times now.  i fucking love clifton.  and another thing i love is the fact of ... how many cops are there that work in cincinnati?  how many uc cops are there patroling the area..  i mean im not saying that our case should be put at the top of the list bc they need to catch the guys raping babies and killing old people for groceries first... what i'm saying is this is ONE FUCKING GUY to look for... how is it that hard to find ONE FUCKING GUY when there is like 80000000 of them??  you'd think this guy was bin laden and had the whole country helping out to hide him.... but... then... wait, i think i may be on to something here...

yea, i have to go.