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femmeemo Death Squad. Death by Blue Screen. - Subscribe

No one deserves this fate, and surely not I.

I was a quarter page of typing away from my paper being done.

One blink, one beep, and it was washed away from me. Gone, Gone like the moral decency that I once had.

I hate technology.

I hate papers.

I hate.
Just fucking hate.

Hate crying in school washrooms, because the only thing that is working matters little to the world that is school.

Hate shedding tears in front of the thousand dollar outfit, dressed to kill(er marks) post secondary skanklets.

Hate the fact that I'm not typing out the paper that was almost done.

Hate.

Hate that I'm getting sick.
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Mood: Suicidal, Bombshell.
I Hear: The Offspring, One Fine Day.

femmeemo New Love. New. Apr 14th, 2007 8:48:18 pm - Subscribe

So with this being in love thing, comes a responsibility it seems. Or many I suppose.

The first, I would take it, and most important, is that the other has given you a great deal of trust, and you accept the responsibility of taking care of that, and not betraying that.

The second, is to maintain a certain level of normalicy, to keep the relationships with family and friends. To allow yourself time to do things with your friends, and vice versa.

The last responsibility, and the best of the three, I've only come upon lately. That is the responibility to try new things, things that you make come to like.

I've always had an issue trying new things. And recently I've tried alot of new things. I even helped replace two U joints on Spencer's truck today. I mean, jeez, Andrea and trucks? Uh, no. Thats weird.

And I got my dear boy to Ska'nk with me at the Mad Bomber show last night. He is beyond wonderful. Insert giggle and swoon here.

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Mood: Alone.
I Hear: In the Universe... Tonight.

femmeemo A Stellar Comparison. Apr 20th, 2007 8:22:24 pm - Subscribe


"Wow. You know exact dates, I would've just said a few months ago..."

Well, of course you would, that's why your alone, and still hanging with your parents.


Life is good. My insides are dead. I think I'm broken internally. But, i'll be alright. I think I'm going to steal Nell's idea and take a bath whilst the family is away.
It fixes a dour mood.

School's nearly done. Ever given up completly on school; just kinda quit? It's a wonderful feeling when it's not yet done. My marks are far below average from last year I fear. But... I'm happy, unlike last year, and I'll take that over good marks any day.

The weather sucks. And I need a job.
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Mood: Deathly Happy.
I Hear: Sonata in D minor - Handel

femmeemo Cold Showers. Apr 24th, 2007 1:54:11 pm - Subscribe

What a terrifically terrible day.

No hot water, angry phone calls, and a cancelled tea house trip.

Blah.

Good thing tonight will be damned perfect. So help me.

Knowing my luck,
I'll get my period halfway through the Social Distortion show.

Hmm...
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Mood: Cold.
I Hear: Clone High.

femmeemo Downer Dan. Apr 27th, 2007 2:53:28 pm - Subscribe

Ever woke up on the wrong side of the bed?

An wonder how it is that rolling out on the opposite side, can actually ruin your sunny disposition...

I had the worst dream ever, and am in a terrible mood. Feel like shit, have no job, and have no drive to actually do anything today.

I don't understand, and yet understand all to well. Chemical imbalances, sure can fuck with a person.

Here's hoping tonight looks up...
Or let's me spend it alone...
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Mood: Sadly, Dour.
I Hear: Planned Parenthood...