I was supposed to go shopping with Michelle, but that fell through. Not much is new. I've settled with myself over college. I'm staying on campus next year. No Oakland, no transferring to Seton Hill or St. Vincent. I have to face things and get over myself. I'm almost positive that I'll be rooming with Jessi.
Angelina Jolie's a lot more interesting than I thought. E!'s does a great job at that. Always.
I need to go to Monroeville before Fashion Mews sells out again.
I need to sell my prom dresses, and some of my clothes.
I need to shower and clean my room.
I hope I don't walk out tomorrow at work.
I hope Red Robbin wants me.
I just checked...Fashion Mew is already gone again.
Calling Red Robbin now.
Wish me luck.
xoxo
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I don't have a title for this. I hate college. I like Greensburg, but I can't focus here. I hate how I'm such a freak. I hate how when I go back to high school, I feel important because 3 people hug me and talk to me. It's so simple. Those people are my friends. They're not close to me, we don't talk a lot, but they like me and it's genuine. It's been so long since I've felt that with anyone. It was such a relief to just be talked to. I think I need to get out of here. I want to be in Oakland. If I can't have friends, I need the city. It motivates me and inspires me. Fuck you if you don't know what I'm talking about. Fuck you if you've never felt passionate about anything. I have and I know that where I am isn't where I'm supposed to be. I just wish someone could tell me what I need to do to be there.
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No, seriously.
If I could, I would take a pair of blunt stylist scissors and cut off both of your balls, although it might not affect you much, seeing that to the extent of anyone's knowledge you've never used them anyway. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you. And fuck you again.
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