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MORE PEOPLE PISSING ME OFF! [24 Jul 2007|04:52am]
[ mood | crushed ]

I think the stars are telling me to get a move on with my life already. First, it's my parents kicking me out. Now, it's a world of lies I KNEW about and are now confirmed.

This fucking game Mr. Wonderful has going on, it's getting old fast. Seriously, a year ago it was "I wish we were together, Melissa" blah blah blah... He would say "come on line at midnight" and then there's my stupid ass waiting for him until 4AM, REPEATEDLY. The lies were cramping my style, when ask someone if they're a drug dealer, I expect an honest answer. After I got sick of it, I bitched him out and that was that. THEN he comes back in November announcing how he's a changed man... Ok. "I would rather stay online and talk to you all night than go out" BULLSHIT! He was sitting online talking to some dopey bitch that (here's ANOTHER lie) he was fucking with, all the while alleging he wants to be with me. Further ahead he then states how he needs me to be his girlfriend, says he dumped two girls he was with for me, and it was all bullshit. "well she lives closer"  TO HELL SHE DOES! THAT'S WHY I SAW HER AT SHOP RITE ABOUT A WEEK AGO AND SHE GRADUATED FROM THE SAME HIGH SCHOOL I WENT TO IN JUNE! Then we get to talking again, he advances to proclaim his half assed love for me, and now is beginning to act in the same manner he did a year ago! So now his myspace is back up. 

NOW, IF HE LOVES ME SO MUCH AND THINKS ABOUT ME NONSTOP, WOULDN'T YOU THINK I WOULD BE THE FIRST PERSON HE CONTACTED???

NO OF COURSE NOT!  FUCKER HAS 99 FRIENDS ON THERE AND NOT EVEN A MESSAGE TO ME!

WHY?

BECAUSE HE IS OUT FUCKING SOME BROAD AND THEN COMING AROUND TO ME AND TELLING ME HE LOVES ME AND YADDA YADDA YADDA... 

LIVE WITH HIM? I THINK NOT!

DUMB ASS MELISSA QUITS HER FUCKING JOB TO GO DOWN THERE AND LIVE WITH HIM, AND THIS IS THE BULLSHIT SHE UNCOVERS!

I'M TAKING MY ASS TO NEW JERSEY.

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BIG CHANGES AFOOT [23 Jul 2007|11:01pm]
[ mood | CHECKMATE ]

IT'S OFFICIAL, I NEED TO BE OUT OF THE HOUSE IMMEDIATELY.

Tonight proved to be especially interesting regarding my family. They just try SOOOO hard to try and make me feel like crap, and it seems they've grown tired of my quick- witted comebacks and refusal to step down from their bullshit. 

My mother was wild about something stupid - as usual - and -AS USUAL- she had to get rowdy with me. We got loud, and here comes my dad with his typical think-I-have- a-clue- what's-going-on interjections. He says I have a lot of nerve because I alerted him to the afct that the closest thing to "cleaning" HE does around here is his half-assed attempt at tidying up the garage. So, he gets on a kick about the threee bags of garbage I had put out 4 MONTHS AGO to be taken to the dump, which HE then plopped in front of my room... "When I get home I better see those gone!' he says. MY QUICK REPLY : "well they would have been gone 4 months ago if you would have included them with the 6 other bags you never took to the dump that the neighbor got rid of for you!!!"

hahaha! 

"WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING?"
HE SAYS! 

Then he blabbers on about me only working a few days a week. oh, it was "when was the last time you went to work?" HAHAHA! I say "probably around the last time you actually got in the shower and scrubbed your asscrack!" in addition to that, "when was the last time your wife went to work?" which then led to her fat mouth opening with "then I'll go get a job and you watch your child

.... WHAT??? I can PAY someone to watch her twice as well as she does for free, so I told her that, and she responds with the usual dumbfounded "yeah whatever." 

So then he starts flapping his gums again about my lousy job, so I said "you say that now, but it's always good enough when I get my chincy paycheck and you both have your hands out because you can't even pay a $20 bill" His response "that has nothing to do with anything we're talking about" in a feeble attempt to get me where it's supposed to hurt, he goes "well you don't even own a car, so let's not talk about money!"   I go: "oh but let's get right on that, I don't own a car because I'm too busy buying food and putting gas in the car that your wife drives, you know, the neighbor's car!" 

OH HONESTLY!!!

HERE'S THE GOOD PART NOW, WHAT GOT ME OUT OF THE HOUSE, THE SWIFT KICK IN THE BALLS:

He goes storming down the hallway (big man isn't he?) STILL stammering about me not owning a car, so, the big finale:

"YOU THINK YOU CAN MAKE IT ON YOUR OWN WHEN YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE A CAR!"

HERE IT IS!

"I MIGHT NOT HAVE A VEHICLE, BUT I DO WHAT REALLY NEEDS TO BE DONE FOR MY CHILD. YOU CAN'T EVEN FEED YOUR FAMILY, AT LEAST MY CHILD IS NEVER HUNGRY AND IT'S MY PAYCHECK THAT FEEDS YOUR THE PEOPLE YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO PROVIDE FOR!!!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

"I WANT YOU OUT OF THIS HOUSE, I WANT YOU OUT!!!"

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

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Writer's Block: Bump In The Night [22 Jul 2007|07:40pm]
[ mood | disappointed ]

What are you afraid of?

HEH!  I'm afraid of the following:

Abandonment

betrayal

conspiracy

darkness

fireworks

growing old ungracefully

health issues

intimacy

jealous urges I try to suppress

killing relationships

loneliness

 monotonous experiences

novacaine

oscurity

psychosis

realization

solitude

 tranquilizers

 vulnerability

water, large bodies thereof

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[22 Jul 2007|07:38pm]
I think the guy a few houses down is kinda studly... I figured I would mention it because he just drove by the house. Not my type, but definitely a sight for sore eyes...
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splammajammamammabammadammatammawamma! [22 Jul 2007|05:59pm]
[ mood | crappy ]

GREEEEEEEEEEN ACRES IS THE PLACE TO BE!
 HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD LIVIN IS THE LIFE FOR ME! 
SOMETHING SOMETHING SOMETHING SOMETHING BLAH BLAH BLAH! 
FORGET MANHATTAN JUST GIMME THAT COUNTRY SIDE!

NEEEEEEEW YORK IS WHERE I'D RAHTHAH STAY!
 I GET ALLAHGIC SMELLING HAY!
 BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH! 
DAHLING I LOVE YOU BUT GIMME PAHK AVENUE!

DO DO DO DO DO!

THE CHORES!

DO DO DO DO DO!

THE STORES!

DO DO DO DO DO!

FRESH AIR!
 
DO DO DO DO DO!

BLAH WEAR!

YOU ARE MY WIFE...

GOODBYE CITY LIFE!

GREEN ACRES SOMETHING SOMETHING!

DO DO!


ANYWAY.... I'm going crazy.

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Lousy Horoscope [22 Jul 2007|04:23am]
[ mood | pissed off ]

"Before you overreact or get too excited, step back and evaluate."

WHAT'S LEFT TO EVALUATE??? i THINK I'VE HAD LONG ENOUGH TIME TO EVALUATE NONESENSE!!!

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Grinding My Gears... [22 Jul 2007|03:03am]
[ mood | worried ]

I just tried to post a bunch of surveys and this site won't let me do it! 

BAH!

 I wish I could sleep, now that I have no job, it makes me think even more about my position in life.

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etc. [20 Jul 2007|10:38pm]
[ mood | I have to urinate. ]

Some person in front of me at the toll booth at Delaware Water Gap paid for my toll. Cute, even though I spent 10 minutes scrounging up quarters to get home! At what a ride home it was - traffic is annoying me pretty badly this week. Oh well. I was supposed to work tonight, so I just decided to stay home and disconnect the phone line so they can't bother me. I quit. Why? Because my supervisor is a nasty cunt and I was ready to hit her the last time I was in, so that's enough of that!

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Writer's Block: By Any Other Name [19 Jul 2007|06:40pm]
[ mood | frustrated ]

If you could rename yourself in real life, what would you choose, and why?

Miss. B. - because that's what I like to call myself.

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Writer's Block: Summer Break [11 Jul 2007|09:15pm]
[ mood | depressed ]

How did you spend summers when you were a kid?

I usually went to the boardwalk with my aunt and cousins, or I would go to the country club with someone... My mom didn't want me around I guess.

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