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| - Time Consumer
I'll finally update because I have nothing better to do. And I'll be truthful as possible to what has been up lately.
It's a new school year, I'm a junior now and have changed quite a few things: the few being that I actually do my homework (save for chemistry, I still hate science), and I've gotten a lot more optimistic. I have a job now, I work at Chuck E. Cheese, and Dyan and me haven't been together since... I think May.... ::shrugs::
Now there's 3 AP courses instead of one, there's late nights staying up either working (or now babysitting), and then there's Jacob. Real sweetheart, I'll have people know, even though he's a year younger he's probably more mature than me.
In that story, which is quite an interesting tale in itself than all the bullshit I'm writing, there's a craaaazy ex girlfriend, and some nice lyrics in an AIM info... which has just recently been no more. Maybe I'll tell it sometime on my other blog, and you can all read it. Along with a lot more interesting things.
But, all is not well in this new turn of events. A home life is broken, and things have been weighing on the Diaz children (ones in my house and not). Parents, who have never gotten along in the first place, are now at each others throats for many different things, and they involve the children. So, what has the eldest learned? Emancipation is an escape she can't afford, and the sentence must be carried out until Feb-June of 2007. In which I will go against my mother's wishes and live on my own, because this parental monster (from both) is making me want to start again, truth be told. I haven't seen my brothers in forever, and I miss them, but life is in the way. A lot of things are in the way, but maybe with this new paycheck I'll get them something cute... small, but cute.
Ah, I've lost weight too, but that's nothing really. Physically I'm just more hyper when I'm healthy, and not sick like I'm pretty sure I am now. Ugh, I do have my migraines though, and the nausea. They'll probably never leave, but I'm okay with that. They're less frequent... but when they come they are there to stay for the day.
My sister is in High School now, and my brothers are in first grade. They're all doing alright, though my sister shares that hate for science like I do. I don't know how everyone else is doing.
That's all... until next time. | | |
| - I Was Walking With A GhostErm, haven't exactly used this journal for much anymore. I went to blogger, but yeah. I'm 16 now, which is cool, my birthday was on Thursday the 17th. Swim team is coming up. Dylan is grounded, and my step-sister is coming to visit. Whoopee (fake enthusiasm there). Last time she came she didn't even let her dad hug her. I've talked to her about it too. Oh well.
So I probably won't check this for another month or so, because I'm like that. But I guess I should write to say that I don't hate Stacey anymore, which brings down my hate list to 0 (haha, I have a hate list). However, it's not like I'm gonna be tight friends with her. Someone who could have done that to me doesn't get to be trusted with being my best friend anymore. I mean, how can you trust someone who went all behind your back and everything, you know? I already commented on her Xanga too. So yeah.
School has been pretty okay.... I suppose. Someone I know's mommy died last week. It doesn't directly affect me really, I didn't know her. But you think that this person you knew won't ever see her again. And then you think, what if that happened to my mom or something. Funny how something that is completely unrelated to you can make you think of yourself. Auto-selfish is stuck! Oh no!
Hey Jennifer, this is just for you! | | |
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check out my new journal, im gonna write in that one more now. | | |
| So, I'm trying to figure out html codes. Each time I get something, I end up getting completely confused about 3 other things about it. Which helps NOTHING! 
I just put something above this, so if it doesn't work, add it to the other 15 things I don't know about html codes. Lucky me. I have practice again today. | | |
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