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RANDOM!!! [21 Apr 2006|11:32pm]

I gave my 2 weeks notice for the day off for prom.
The fuckers better give me it.
It wanted a description. is
I said that It was School prom.
Had bought tickets.
Have plans and reservations at resturant.
So. They better give it to me.

Otherwise I'll be mad.
And my date will be furious =(
Can't make my woman ^_-

Work sucks as always.
But what am I to do?

My room is fucking messy and I need to clean it O_O X_X

Fuck that,
I want to play games.

Oh. BS on all three tests I had this week.
Got A's all....fuck. I'm going to BS for the rest of my life if I can get A's without trying and not get them when I do.

Whatley is a bitch and I am really starting to resent not taking chem this year.
She gave us a handout...and it says to label the rest of the parts of the pig that were not on the diagram.
So I did.
Went to turn it in.
And she threw a fit saying that I needed to recopy the handout she gave us then fill in the rest of the parts...
What a fucking waste of paper.
Woman...I = no treehugger. but damn, that pisses me is definately a waste!!


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x_x [15 Apr 2006|12:11am]
Can I just remove the part of my brain that controls emotional pain?
Can I just blacking my heart the rest of the way so it doesn't have to discolor itself anymore?

Can I just have peace?

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[13 Apr 2006|11:57pm]
I can't wait until summer.
This week isn't enough time off from school.

Though. I didn't do anything this week but work.

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People irritate me. [09 Apr 2006|11:23pm]
I love it how people really love to get you into trouble at work..
Especially the drunk ones that can't afford their next big bottle of liquor.
....*You didn't ask me for my reward card*....cackle cackle cackle.
Then they have that huge ass smile on their face like a *Ha HA*
Right when the manager is standing right behind me...

Well, customer.
You didn't provide me with one when I asked you.
And two, money isn't going to be taken off of liquor with a reward card.
And three. You can't buy liquor on food stamps.

Gah. is ok for the most part.
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[24 Mar 2006|08:18pm]
You should have seen how strict Winn Dixie is on Dress code.

Completely Wrinkle Free Polo Shirt.
Black shoes with NO Markings.
Black socks. NO WHITE. *God Forbid*
Khaki Dress Slacks.
Hair is to be pulled back and perfect...*Not a problem* ^^
Name tag on straight...completely like math straight.
Every button you see must be buttoned.


I have to work tomorrow from 9am-4pm.
Then Monday Tuesday And Wednesday...4:30pm- 10:30 pm...
I am going to collasp...I know it.
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[23 Mar 2006|10:33pm]
Mastro needs to learn to calm herself down.

This temper of hers is crazy.

But, in the end she is ok.

Because she loves and forgives and forgets...

Though she always remembers.

Oh. Did I mention?
She is always sorry. lol
That crazy girl.
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[23 Mar 2006|06:28pm]
I love it how people ease drop on a converstation.
Totally get everything that was talked about out of context.
Tells the person that I said something that was told WRONG.
The person comes up to me and totally starts blabing.
I'm like wtf?
And, then I come to hear that the person who told the other something completely far from the truth was someone I trusted dearly. wonderful they are. -_-

*Why don't you get all the facts strait before you start opening your trap.
Then maybe you wouldn't make an ass out of yourself and lose alot of trust from someone*

Thanks for the backstab..appreciate it. ^^
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[18 Mar 2006|07:54pm]
One day I am going to leave.
And go far far away.
And I won't look back.
Because I know that you don't care.

I will fly. Drive. Take a train ride.
Whichever gets me there the fastest.
And I just might wonder.
If I really made a difference in your life.

Through the ocean, mountains and sky.
Destination seems to never come.
Forever will I travel.
On the forgotten road.

As I go I will pick and choose.
The memories of me and you.
Which ones I will keep and which to discard.
And I just might wonder.
If you really want me there.

How many times have I told you I loved you?
to only recieve an empty reply.
How long have I stuck by your side?
Only to be used for your advantage.

Well. Here is where it ends.
I am sorry that you are blind.
I could have been a great friend.


I must leave you.
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[17 Mar 2006|01:02pm]
Mastro is like....all grown up now.

**Got job**
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[16 Mar 2006|09:29pm]
I swear I applied for a job at Winn-Dixie like only 2 days ago.
And they called me this afternoon.

You have an interview tomorrow at 11.

That seems desperate.
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[15 Mar 2006|08:59pm]
I practically own that wiki page.
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[15 Mar 2006|07:07pm]
I never noticed this before....maybe because I wasn't driving by myself....
There are alot of people down here who can get into accidents easily they way they drive.
and it is like an everyday occurance.

maybe I just attract all the idiots...
like this one kid was going 80 down colony...and there is a good bend at the end of the road...
They went off of it and dust flew up...I'm like *wow...good job*
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[11 Mar 2006|11:21am]
Guess who go her licence....


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Time to Drive. [10 Mar 2006|08:05pm]
So tomorrow is the big day..
The Driving Exam.
I'm already a nervous wreck.

But, Daddy says that I will surely pass if I drive like I did tonight.
I hope so.

**// People on 19 piss me off...they do this break go break go break BREAK.....go.....FAST....break.
I was hitting my stearing wheel.
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I'm beaten down again...I belong to them. [06 Mar 2006|10:30pm]
Fcat science was a joke.
School is a joke.
People are jokes.
Everything is a joke.

Why can't anything be serious?
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[03 Mar 2006|09:24pm]
I don't think I really know you at all.
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[03 Mar 2006|08:41pm]
I love . . . .

I need something there. hmm.
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I fight demons. You greet them with grace. [21 Feb 2006|10:14pm]
They move at night in the shadows.
Making noises that blend into the surroundings.
Hising and clicking to cause fear.
Holding down children's heads to suffocate.
Sometimes gray..sometimes black.
Darkest black imaginable.

Taking hosts by the numbers.
Strangers and friends alike.
Controling their every move into a deeper hole.
Of which some cannot climb out of.

Feeding off fear.
Instilling it into each victim.
Tapping into the heart.
The home of his grace.
Stealing it away.
Your soul to suffer.

Call his name.
Pray to him.
Filling you with the holy spirit.
Shock the disgrace away.
For you are safe in his arms.

Child of the Lord.
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Car + road = Mastro's terf [18 Feb 2006|08:06pm]
Mastro might not have to ride the bus anymore.
2 weeks the parents are saying.
And a license will be own.
Along with my baby...oh yeah.

Yay. I don't have to wait till senior year.
I get it now.
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Sickness is my lover. [17 Feb 2006|03:40pm]
I love the drugs.
And the drugs like me.

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