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Thursday, June 14, 2007


Allergies are winning again...
Yeah, I finally remember my medicine after like, a couple of days of not remembering, and well, no change in my condition. I either feel better one minute and crappy the next, or vice versa, regardless of my pill intake. So I've officially declared myself one...not healthy...person. I would've worded that differently, but it would've been sounded like something else. *shrugs* So yeah...other than having random miserable nights/moments, I'm okay. For the msot part anyway...

You know, I know I'll probably sound crazy, but don't you sometimes wish the world would you know...change? I mean, drastically, to the point where you can't believe it? For the better I mean, because well...let's face it, the world sucks half the time. You've got people doing this, people doing THAT, and well, it's all gonna just lead to something...unpleasant in the end. I didn't specify what "this and that" were, because there's too many things to choose from. That and wel, I'm trying to help out in one of those situations...if you haven't been notified of the Hungary incident, tell me so I can get you updated, because this is something I just can't stand.

So now to aim my sights at (gah, some girl just shocked me) the lame of JC. My dad wants to get involved now because he, nor I, and I'm sure some of you, don't see the point in making someone graduate late if they don't have a job lined up. Um...I'm kinda stuck up here, and the only time I can even get a chance to get an interview, is to be in the area in which the intereviewer is, which is near my hometown. The logic ticks me off...I mean, wouldn't it be better if they went ahead and graduated me now, so that I could stay at home, and go EVERYWHERE and try to get a job? Instead of going home one weekend, throwing some interviews around, coming back here, only to actually get a call from one of those places, and the go ALL the way back just to interview, when it isn't even guranteed? I fail to see the point in going through all the trouble, considering I'd also like to be able to help around the house too a little. My dad's at work, my sis is...the "bad" one, and that leaves my mom alone to do the work on the house. Hell, I'm sure our dogs would do it if they had thumbs and stuff, but well, that wouldn't matter, because three out of four of them are poodles of varying colors and sizes. *sighs* Then again, scratch that too...ugh...I just hope my dad doesn't talk to them like he would my teachers...and they end up trying to lie about me or something.
Them: "Your son isn't ready!"
My dad: "Oh really?"
Me: Yeah, I'm gonna get certified in 7th grade work like WORD and POWERPOINT...

Eh...that's the gist of it, and now to cut this post short because I'll be damned if I type this up again. Oh yeah, PM box will be cleaned out officially this weekend, so yeah. Ciao for now

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