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    dotsJournal: back ....wierddots
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    Mood: Moo! 0.o

    ..for some odd reason after months of abandonment, I felt the need to see how the elite comunity is going...Thats all really

    ...Created 2008-01-27 01:47:36

    dotsJournal: o.odots
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    Mood: Lazy

    I really need to work on posting what I write xD oh well uh..I suppose I had a ok summer ....

    ...Created 2007-09-19 18:33:26

    dotsJournal: Kitty tatdots
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    Mood: Sniffle...

    My kitty media died on wednesday. >.< He was just laying there so I poked him.....and he didn't move.. My poor kitty, I hope he is in a happy place right now.

    ...Created 2007-01-19 15:19:52

    dotsJournal: ^_^dots
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    Mood: Guess what!?

    I am back from vacation...though I spent a week after recovering from vacation .....I will be honest my vacation sucked really bad >_<

    ...Created 2006-10-20 22:23:01

    dotsJournal: Slave Driverdots
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    Mood: Owwww my hands

    Family decided to go fishing and my dads best freind brought his canou. Now its one thig to let some one on a canou, when they have never been on one. It is though an entirely diffrent thing to have two girls who have never been on a canou to paddle paddle you across the lake. Thats right last weekend my dads best freind decided in the middle of teaching me and my sister how to canou, that he wanted us to paddle him to the other side ot the lake. My hands are like gaint blisters from paddling. I am waiting for my hands to fall off. >_<

    ...Created 2006-08-22 16:33:21

    dotsJournal: I Wondots
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    Mood: Yeay!!

    If any one has stumble upon my poem "Elastic bands of Joyous Lust" you my know that I was particapating in a small poet contest to see who out of two people was the better poet.The object was to write from the point of view of a Necrophiliac of the oppostit gender. Well just so that those few people who have read it know, cause some of them were asking... "I WON" *dances around* ^_^

    ...Created 2006-07-31 13:58:58

    dotsJournal: I'm realy tireddots
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    Mood: Thinking...

    Since my parents split and my dad got remarried I got introduced to my step-family. My status in what I no-longer classify as my family has disappeared I the only one who has grad out of three kids is now become the little insignificant child insecure and lost because I am treated like an enemy. At first I admit I deserved it because I was rude to my step-mother always fighting with her but I got over it after all I was 14 what was I supposed to do make it worse now I am 17 turning eighteen and my dad has no say my step-sister has never been properly punished-Trust me After being grounded for a month just for being half-an hour late home from school- her to day maximum is a little small. and I admit sometimes I deserved the punishment like the time I threw the cool aid container at me step-mom. Yet after spending the last three years working me ass off, after going to anger management, grading which None of them thought I was going to do. Changing myself so that I am a better person. I am still treated like I should not have been born. Every time I won a poetry contest I got accused of Stealing some one Else's poems....One of these days if my step-mom ever read my poem book she would find how I take out my anger. One day I am going to publish a book "215 poems about how my Step-mother has made me feel" because she treats me like I am some animal left on the street.(not literally but emotionally it is)Its weird I went from having A mother who pays no attention. to having a mother who is like a parole officer for the wrongly accused. All I can do Is wonder is how many times I will have to say sorry and if continuing to say sorry is even worth the effort.

    ...Created 2006-07-20 22:40:49

    dotsJournal: Grad then Job??dots
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    Mood: Too much at once...

    I think that we are raised to put money back into our parents pockets.I after just grading realized that I am getting a job, helping pay bills .....Umm since when did I buy the house??? Anyway I am trying to get a job but small town little work.I hope everyones week is going better then mine.(thought I would Finaly post a journal :P, wish I had something better to talk about) So untill I mave out I am paying them for raising me I guess, I am not sure.

    ...Created 2006-06-30 18:14:01

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