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Jesus Christ. The p's in people stand for petty and pathetic.
This may seem slightly hypocritical, but you know what I hate? People that make the same, seemingly constant mistakes in life and run to their friends over and over again bitching and whining about their problems instead of doing something to fix them. Oh, boo hoo. Everyone has problems. I'm not always going to be around to put up with you and attempt to placate and justify your otherwise meaningless existence by stroking your fragile ego and bulding up your self-esteem. I rarely talk about what bothers me, because I DEAL WITH IT. What a foreign concept.
Yeah, if you're a whiny little bitch with nothing better to do than update your journal with how much your life sucks, fuck you. You need to do something more productive with your time.
/end rant.
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[13 Aug 2003|01:21am] |
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Cancer-free. :) God Module tomorrow. I am a very satisfied Nikki.
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[04 Aug 2003|02:59am] |
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The hospital stay's tomorrow. >< Fuck. I need to pack. I won't be able to take home anything I bring, so it's disposable everything, old books I won't miss, gimp ass CD player, and ratty clothes. GG. David's being kind enough to upload Postal 2 for me, so I'll have that when I come back. Then I can start on medication and get my metabolism back, and get back in shape. Yessss. :) Getting my energy back is high priority.
Alright, a little of Vice City, and then time to try out my phone card. Who needs sleep? I can do that in the hospital. :x
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[01 Aug 2003|01:19am] |
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I got a letter from my two scholar cousins, for whom I don't much care for, and vice versa. Damn 40 year old students. ;P It was rather thoughtful of them to send me a letter, arrogance and all. I need to compose my reply. Thanks, guys.
"Nicole,
When your Mom told me the other day about your cancer & I told David, he rushed to the campus bookstore to get this card to send you. I'm sure he felt, as I do, that those two fabulous creatures* on the cover perfectely convey our own horror & dismay on hearing that you should have to deal w/something so shitty. We're cheered to hear that you're doing so well through it all. It's completely certain that you'll be fine, but what a thing to have to go through. Remember that you are being beamed with many positive vibrations from California, which also means we'll be taking some of the credit for your speedy recovery.
-- Jeanette & David
*We'll let you make up your own mind about which of us is which."
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[30 Jul 2003|12:31am] |
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Chris Barrie is fucking SEX.
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[29 Jul 2003|01:33am] |
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I had a run-in with the same bipolar grits bitch @ waffle house over the songs on the jukebox we were playing tonight. We left her two cents and a scrawled note on a napkin, so I suppose you could say we left her our "two cents." Ha ha ha. Alright. I know, that was bad. Sry.
I want to get an apt like Linnah-bunz has done. :) Soon, soon.
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[28 Jul 2003|05:45am] |
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No, I'm not dead. .. yet. I was diagnosed with follicular thyroid cancer last month and have been recovering from surgery and hypothyroidism ever since. I am to start radiation iodine treatment at some point within the next two weeks, if my levels are low enough. -_- Talk about suck. Anyway. I love you all. Especially you, Linnah. :)
I'm not updating LJ anymore. Just keeping it around for commenting purposes. I suspect most of my stuff will go here and on another journal. WUT EV AH. Six months with David. <3 Oh yeah. I love that boy. Anyway, catch you all later. Drop me a mail or IM, eh?
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[25 May 2003|09:36am] |
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I missed my Linnah bunz. I'm glad I can talk to her again! Crazyass Ashi. >< ::kix @ her:: Feel not sick and better, mah darling Lin. Yes, anyway.. sorry for lack of updates. RO has eaten me. David's tanking for me so I can be an archer, it's so time consuming leveling up. >< I forgot to wash my hair this morning, but it's all gravy. A-Kon's in like.. five days. I get to see David. ^^ And Nikki, and Vice, and Krizzy, and Mei, and everyone. I don't know about her. That's not going to be fun. And another ex.. too bad I can't just see Za without her. You get one, you get the other, I guess. Anyway.
I downloaded some Noir yesterday, I've liked what I've seen. I made a desktop here, because Mireille kicks my ass. I think that's how you spell her name. Going from bad fansubs = always an adventure. I'm too poor to actually buy the series, but since it's on Kazaa, why bother? x.x Yes, I'm aware I'm a cheap ass. Thank you.
That reminds me. I need to find a new job, because I'm getting like.. no hours from this one. A year and a half of service apparently means jack to these people. Oh well, fuck them. Oh yeah, I finally got a haircut. About damn time.
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[22 May 2003|07:06am] |
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Fucking A.
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[10 May 2003|08:42pm] |
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I really hate j-rock/anime/general RPers who are all elitist about the character they portray. You're not original, you're not the best, and it's pathetic that you think you are. Just shut up and go back to pretending you're someone else. You might as well believe you're living another life because you can't seem to cope with yours.
Reality is key.
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[10 May 2003|01:58am] |
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I hate getting walked all over. When I try to fix it, I just feel worse. Whine whine whine. Oh well. No one but Nikki sees this anyway, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I'm just so tired of getting used. Getting hurt by people that call themselves my friends. Does my friendship really mean that little to you, or does it honestly not cross your mind that taking advantage of me day in and day out is just fucking rude? I don't know which is worse. It's my own fault, really. I put myself here, so I can't complain too much.
It has to stop somewhere.
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[09 May 2003|07:09am] |
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Just got off the phone with David. Sometimes it bothers me that I live in Georgia, and he's all the way in California. But I can deal.. especially since I'm seeing him in three weeks. <33 I'm worried about Nikki. Another chick is pissing me off.
I hope I don't catch that throwing up virus my sister had earlier today. And she has ringworm. Sucks to be her. I'm staying far, far away from her. I have that racist song from American History X looping in my head, you know.. the one that fat guy sings in the van about the zoo and the racial slurs. I'm not racist, and I have no idea how the looping of such an inane melody became entrenched in my mind. It's better than the Chile's baby back ribs jingle that Stephanie had me singing yesterday. Why yes, I am a corporate whore. And how! Well, at least I'm not Avril Lavigne. Goooo team.
Okay, I should probably sleep now. And yes, I like Hey Arnold. If you don't, too damn bad. Bye.
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Some people aren't happy unless they're suffering. I used to be one of these people, and they are quite sad little specimens of humanity. But who really wants to be a part of the human race when you're disgusted by how your contemporaries act? I don't understand people at all sometimes. To you, I say this:  |
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[08 May 2003|09:52pm] |
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I never really write about what bothers me here, or what's wrong with me. I suppose I should spill somewhat. I went to the OBGYN the other day and they found a nodule in my thyroid, which is probably why I'm so irregular and a large contributor to my depression. I'm supposed to go to a thyroid doctor and I'm hoping it's nothing serious.. Probably not. The doctor didn't seem too worried.
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Brett: My name is Vigo Montolla
Brett: You killed my father, now prepare to die.
Nicole: I don't have six fingers on my left hand.
Brett: Oh.
Brett: It's iocane powder, I bet my life on it.
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[07 May 2003|04:21am] |
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First entry. I forgot this was an early adopter account. Nice. This is to offset my personal ramblings from crazylife.org, because that service sucks and I like it much better here. This is also my personal journal, my RP journal for Yu~ki can be located here. |
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