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I'm so sick of being stressed out over how fucked up everyone elses' life is. Honestly, I dont know why I bother. Im not even really friends with these people anymore.
Getting married at 18, having kids at 18.. what the fuck is wrong with the world? Honestly, what really, REALLY bothers me is the marriage thing. Two teenagers know eachother for 2 - 3 months, and its all, OMGILOVEYOU and they decide to get married. Obviously they dont think about the fact that they make FUCK ALL money-wise, and will probably be broken up in another few months, anyway. Theyve been in 2-year-long relationships before, but, nope, this 2-month thing is something SPECIAL. They make just enough money to afford a ring from a cracker-jacks box, then save up for a couple weeks to pay for a fucking marriage certificate. Happy endings?
Then they have kids while living in their parent's basement, working 9 hour shifts at the local dollar store for minimum wage, and leaving their parents to care for the bastard child all fucking day. The sad part is, not all of them REALIZE how fucked up it is. They dont learn from their mistakes, and some people even go so far to have a second child when they cant physically support the little fucker they have already.

This world fucking pisses me off, and all the friends I thought I had are basically idiots.
:)

I dont know why I have so much trouble with sleep.
Ive been tired for hours, but I cant. Sleep.
Im stressed out about so much shit it's not even funny.
Gender identity, mainly. Its a bitch.
I kinda wish I could hold fast forward to couple years ahead, when I get most things sorted out. Im stuck in a hole right now - a pretty bleak future at Subway, no real talent in anything, and an addiction to junk food and video games.
Blah. Screen's too blurry to type.
Ill go lie down, try this again.

8 and a half hour shift + constant barrage of customers = lame.
Seriously. All. Fucking. Night.
Hour after fucking hour..
"25 open!"
"70 open!"
"59 open!"
I was about ready to knock someone out.
That someone shall remain unnamed.



By the way, someone wanna tell me how to cook a steak "medium rare, but without any blood in it?"

Yeah, Im as lost as you.

I have a proper fucking job now. Huuuah!
Line cook ftw, for now. Better than fucking Subway!

Aaaanyways, Ive been okay lately. Im FINALLY coming off my fucking Prozac.. which Ive been wanting to do ever since I started taking it. Its been about a month, and the effects have started to hit me.. hard. Im constantly nervous, shaking very slightly, and finding it hard to put together words. Among all this nervousness, there is a powerful, undeniable excitement - I will finally feel like myself again, sans the constant high.

I really need some sleep. More work tomorrow..
Siigh.
Ohwell, I get Tuesday, Thursday and Friday off. FTW!

You MUST always remember to cover the holes at the side of the bed.
ALWAYS!
You know the ones I mean.
YOU KNOW DAMN WELL!
The ones at the corners where the mattress doesnt quite meet the wall and if you're really unlucky they continue all the way down the side of the bed oh god I hate that.
WHO KNOWS WHATS LURKING DOWN THERE
Im really tired but I cant sleep I cant sleep I cant sleep
Maybe Im already asleep and like sleep.. typing
T'would explain what the FUCK Im doing on LJ after a good year and more.
YEPPPP IT SURELY WOULD.
Hollow inside and out. Does that make sense to you?
For some reason, it makes perfect sense to me, but when I think about it, it doesnt.
Total buzzkill.
Oh gods its cold in Winter
Jesujsfuckingchrist
Im shiverin in me booties
I need play RO and WoW and Bioshock and GH and theres TOO MUCH TO DO AND NOT ENOUGH TIME TO DO IT
Friends, Boyfriend, Work, School, and my FUCKING MMO'S. THEY COME FIRST AND THEY DONT GET SHIT ALL BECAUSE I HAD TO GO AND GET A LIFE. JESUSFUCKING CHRIST
And I want some mocha.. it'd keep me warrmmmmm
..because Misty and Tikka arent ehere anymore to do so :'( I miss my puppies..
Wholy shit I just had a brilliant idea
IM GONNA READ A BOOK
KBYE~

Not much happened this weekend.
Played video games and shit.
Saw Donald once.
Laaaaaaaame.

Well, today was just fucking awesome. Seriously. I really mean it.
I've liked this fellow named Donald for 2 years or so now. I asked him if we'd ever happen last night and he said that he wasnt over Bailey..
And this morning before A block he looked at me and was all "You still wanna go out?"
I blacked out. I didn't pass out, but I dont remember what happened. I stammered, I think I said yes, I hope I did.. hes amazing.
So, yeah, anyways.. I hope this works out. I really, really do. <3