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[Monday
January 2nd, 2006 - 6:06 pm] |
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I'm switching journals. I've kept this one for awhile and it's a new year and a new opportunity to start over. So yeah.
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) straydogfreedom
Add me, or don't. It's up to you.
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[Friday
December 30th, 2005 - 4:09 pm] |
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akon & young jeezy : soul survivor |
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Here's a little rundown of the past few days or so:
-Got in an argument with mom the other day because she told me I had to be in at midnight and couldn't go to Laura's.
-I hung out anyway. Dave drove my van, and Mike was too drunk to drive his car so Neil drove it. Those two dumbfucks decided to race down Grant Ave. Cops came, and passed right by the van and went after Neil and Mike. Neil got arrested, Mike's car got taken away. We went and picked up Mike and went to some random party. Neil called later and said he needed a sober driver to come pick him up at the station, but all of us had been drinking some. So we went to Laura's dad's house and woke her up and she came and got him out.
-Camille, Josh, Laura, and myself, all slept at Dave's.
-The next morning I came home to get my work clothes and my mom and I got in a gigantic fight.
-Then I went to work until 4 and hung out with everyone 'cause I didn't feel like going home and dealing with the parental shit.
-Came home at like 930pm and just passed out. When I woke up the next day, I realized that I lost a dime somehow.
-Turns out, I dropped it in the bathroom and my dad found it.
-They took the plates off the van.
-I stole it without any plates on.
-Got drunk.
-Drove drunk.
-Crashed the van.
-Hurt Dave's feelings pretty bad because I'm a retard.
-Freaked out and got all crazy and shit.
-They dropped me off at home.
-I was locked out.
-Walked all the way to a gas station and had to call my mom 1-800-COLLECT to come and get me as I'm standing there drunk, cold, and angry.
-She picked me up, I finally get home and get into bed and call Dave.
-Around 3am she comes in and tells me the cops want me to come down to the station about the van. I refused.
-Cops came to the house.
-Went down and talked to them, got 2 tickets for failure to drive in the designated lane and leaving the scene of an accident.
-Went to bed.
-Woke up this morning super fucking depressed because basically, I lost everything I had in a whole day.
-Mom and I had it out.
-So I called 911.
-They picked me up and took me to the ER.
-Basically spent all day there, then went to the mental health clinic.
-Talked to an awesome counselor and now I'll be seeing one regularly and most likely being put on meds.
-So yeah. Now here I am.
Shit is still pretty fucked. The van is no more. Hopefully I didn't fuck up shit too bad with Dave. And yeah, I don't know. This was like it, though. Like the end of all the insane shit. Hopefully counseling and whatnot will be good for me. And I plan on saving for a new van/car. So yeah. Someday.
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[Sunday
December 5th, 2004 - 4:58 pm] |
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if hope dies : siege equipment for spiritual decline |
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Actually, if you just comment and add me, there's a chance I won't add you. This is a result of completely losing what little ability I had to trust people.
If you decide that you want to be friends with me, it might take a while before I add you back. Before I add you back, I'll have to check out your journal first. If you don't write in your journal ever, chances are I think you'll be adding me just to pry into my life. So I probably won't add you. If I have any doubts at all that your journal might be fake I won't add you. Or I'll try and contact you by e-mail or aim to talk to you first. If you want to contact me, the information on how to do that is in my userinfo page. If you don't know what the userinfo page is, then I'm obviously not going to add you.
If I know you in real life, chances are I'm not going to add you. There are only a couple of people that I know in real life that have ever been able to read my friends only entries. If you're one of those people, feel very lucky that I trust you enough to let you read. If I DO add you and I know you in real life, and you ever, ever, ever repeat anything written in my journal to ANYONE, you will be removed from my friends list immediately and I will probably never be friends with you in real life again.
I will NEVER, EVER, EVER add anyone that I am related to. [So that means you, you lying sack of shit mother. That is, if you were ever smart enough to figure out how to create a journal and add me.] Don't even THINK about adding me if we share any blood whatsoever. It's really sad that I can't even trust my own FAMILY, but that's what it comes down to.
This journal is NOT just some internet fad that I'm testing out. This is one of many journals I have kept, as I have been a part of livejournal for YEARS now. A journal is something PRIVATE and I expect it to remain just that. I do not keep a written journal, so alas this is where I go to write what others put in written journals. That's why I've chosen to keep this journal, along with most of the other journals I've had friends only. You're probably wondering if it's so private, why do I let others read it? It's because most of the people I'm friends with on here, I've been friends with since I started writing in one of these. I TRUST the people who read my journal, and I appreciate others getting a glimpse into my life. It's relieving having a place where I can vent my private feelings to others and being able to get their comfort and advice. It's nice having people who listen and understand.
Please don't let this scare you away or something. What I write isn't amazing or anything, but it's PERSONAL. So PLEASE if we become friends, respect that. That's really all I ask. I love having my journal, but if another incident arises where my personal thoughts are no longer personal, I will no longer write in a livejournal ever again. I don't ever want it to have to come down to that. So please just let me have my privacy. Thank you.
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