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*we'll give this another try*
I need to call my Dezzie. I'm extremely worried about her. God, I'm worried about her.
My mouth tastes badly like cigarettes. Bad habit.
Dean and Jody stopped by last night to drop off my Christmas presents. Got me a bunch of stuff including: a Lost Prophets cd, Breaking Benjamin cd, and shoes. They spent more on me than my own parents. funny, funny (but true)
My Great Uncle, Denny, has a brain tumor and isn't going to last long. My second cousin, Kassie, is really badly into crank and her two year old, Elaina, got taken away. Well, at least she's most likely in a better enviroment. Crank's nasty.
Uncle Jimmy told dad that he's going to take a wk.end off from his work just for me so I can go up and stay with him for awhile. He's one of the few who I felt ever really cared or understood me and when he came up for Christmas, with his new girlfriend, and completely ignored me, I was crushed. Not to mention, I had taken my zoloft in two days. That's when I almost had my mental breakdown. He told dad that he's worried about me. If he only knew the reason I freaked was b/c of him I wonder what he'd think then. He's not acting like himself and I don't like it. I don't like his new girlfriend either (and not just b/c of the attention thing). There's something flakey about her. Hell, he hardly talked to me. I don't even know if he's still in his rock band, Energy Under Influence. They're kickass.
That's it, for now.
l8er dayz,
casey elizabeth
P.S. I miss ya Dezzie!
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