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[11 Feb 2004|10:36pm] |
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I'm thinking about deleting this soon so if any of you care to actually know what's going on in my life you could just ask instead of read it.
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[11 Feb 2004|09:11pm] |
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Hello, everyone. I have come to terms with the shittiness of what was once my life, and I have started over. I feel better, already. So fresh and so clean clean. (I had to say that)
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[09 Feb 2004|12:40pm] |
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Gahhh fuck this I'm ready to come home!
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[08 Feb 2004|02:11pm] |
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What a shame!
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[08 Feb 2004|09:47am] |
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My 11 year old brother just sent me the Final Fantasy X soundtrack.
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[07 Feb 2004|02:38am] |
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Haha I am so drunk. I spent my first night off base getting drunk at my best friend's apartment. This is seriously fucking amazing. One of the best nights ever.
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[06 Feb 2004|02:40am] |
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I have been so irritable today. All I want is to lie down with someone and watch movies and be happy, not thinking about school or dumbass people. I probably just need a hug or cuddling. I haven't done that in a long time.
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[06 Feb 2004|01:26am] |
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My old highschool did the "Guys and Dolls" play (was it Senior year? I can't remember) and I remember I would get pulled out of my Music History class because my teacher thought I knew my shit, so I was told to be a "techie" for the play. It was neat, I got out of class every day to go to all of the rehearsals and move the props around, help the people with their costumes, etc.. I eventually learned all the songs from the play and would sing along with them behind the curtain (no one ever knew this, of course). I got to thinking about it and downloaded one of the songs by good old Sinatra and it makes me miss familiar places more than I already do.
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[05 Feb 2004|02:33am] |
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I know this is kindof late to say this, but damn. I can't believe I'm in the military.
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[04 Feb 2004|02:01am] |
Today numerous things that I think are worth noting (in some sense) happened. First, I bought a pair of BDU pants that actually fit me. I am excited to wear them tomorrow and that is completely ridiculous. I should not be excited about wearing new uniform pants, but I am so whatever. Don't care. Later on that day during my lunch break my friend Gray and I were checking our mailboxes in the mail room. These two Army guys were next to me struggling to get the one Army guy's mailbox opened. After struggling long enough (about the duration of time that it would take someone to open the lock to their mailbox, check their mail and lock the box again) they still hadn't been able to open the mailbox. They seemed convinced that the mail lady had given them the wrong combination. I figured I would be nice and offered my help and they both stopped and looked at me and responded with "Yeah, okay, you're Air Force, of course you can figure it out - you're smarter than us" and laughed. I just stood there for a minute and looked at them and asked again "Do you want my help, or not?" After letting me have a try at it, I asked the one guy what his combination was. They looked at eachother and the other says "Don't worry, she won't memorize it..wait, YEAH SHE MIGHT. SHE'S AIR FORCE." so, again, I repeated myself "I don't want to read your mail, I just want to see if I can open your mailbox for you so you can get your mail. What is your combination" and then he says "2-8."
"That's the first number of the combination?"
"Yea, 2-8."
"...2-8 as in 2-8 or 28?"
"OH, 28."
Well, I ended up getting his mailbox opened and they stood there shocked and amazed. I smiled at them and walked off and they didn't even thank me. Bastards, but I like them anyway.
My hat flew off of my head on my way back from school and it flew like 10 feet. I cursed the wind and when I retrieved my hat once more, I pushed it so far down on my head that Gray said I looked British....whatever that means. He also said he couldn't even look at me because he would laugh too hard and was afraid it would make me feel bad. Some friend I have.
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[03 Feb 2004|10:04am] |
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Ok so I didn't go to IHOP on Monday at midnight like I had originally planned because the guy that wanted to take me started being really creepy.. sorry. Everyone on this base is so damn creepy, it makes me wonder if I'm really creepy and I just don't know it. Hmmm. Anyway, I'm going to do some shopping and pay my bills. Oh yea, I finally have gotten my sponsor for my next base (Indian Springs,NV). I'm excited!!!
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[01 Feb 2004|02:02am] |
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I appreciate you.
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[29 Jan 2004|11:36pm] |
The consumption of alcohol may make you think you are whispering when you are not.
The consumption of alcohol is a major factor in dancing like a retard.
The consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them.
The consumption of alcohol may cause you to think you can sing.
The consumption of alcohol may lead you to believe that ex-lovers are really dying for you to call them at four in the morning.
The consumption of alcohol may make you think you can logically converse with other members of the opposite sex without spitting.
The consumption of alcohol is the leading cause of inexplicable rug burns on the forehead, knees and lower back.
The consumption of alcohol may lead you to think people are laughing WITH you.
The consumption of alcohol may create the illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster and better looking than most people.
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[28 Jan 2004|12:16pm] |
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I WILL OWN YOUR ASS IN BACKGAMMON. Monday at midnight I'm going to IHOP so if you live in the San Angelo area be sure to go and look for me. I'll be the one in the Air Force uniform. HA HA HA HA
No, really.
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[27 Jan 2004|01:37pm] |
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FUCK@!#*$ sigh
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[25 Jan 2004|09:49pm] |
Today when I was doing some shopping at the shopette I noticed there is a rack of postcards. I walked over and flipped through them. They're all postcards of San Angelo. Usually, this would be a normal thing and a person wouldn't think too much about it, in fact.. I was mistakenly thinking this myself: "Oh, it's postcards of San Angelo, Texas. That's normal"
But really it's not. This place has no reason to have it's own postcards. YOU CAN'T MAKE A CITY WORTH SOMETHING ON A POSTCARD IF THE CITY ISN'T WORTH SHIT IN THE FIRST PLACE. But I'll probably buy them, anyway.
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[24 Jan 2004|12:01am] |
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I tested out Block 6 today!!!
Also, I was very productive. I dusted, vacuumed, reorganized all of my drawer spaces, ironed my uniforms, cleaned the fridge, emptied the dorm room of all trash, 2 loads of laundry, cleaned the bathroom, and cleaned my closet.
Anything to keep my mind occupied...
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[23 Jan 2004|12:42am] |
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I left one of my unclassified handouts in a classroom the other day in school and when I got it back today, I turned to the first page (which was previously blank) to find the following message written (largely) in all capital letters in a blue highlighter pen:
"I KILLED MYSELF WITH CHANGES TRYING TO MAKE YOU NOTICE ME - MJL"
I'm not sure if I should be flattered or terrified. I'm leaning more towards the terrified sense.
I seriously need to get the fuck out of here.
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