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| Sunday, April 3"It's an inside joke. You wouldn't understand."Oh. My. God. There are so many things that are pissing me off right now, it's really out of control. The first thing is my mom. It's like, every time someone doesn't call back right away, she has to be there and tell me what I'm doing wrong, as well as knowing every single freakin' detail to the problem. If I don't tell her, she gets pissed off. Can't my problems stay my problems without everyone having to know what's wrong? Is that too much to ask?The other thing that's bothering me is a person I will call, Person A. No. I don't like that. How about... Person 8. There. That's good. I'm FUCKING pissed off at Person 8. I guess it seems like, at least right now, there really isn't a good reason because I don't have a good explination. Basically I did something with my family, and now Person 8 hasn't communicated with me since then, like they're mad at me for doing something with my family. I've even called their house and left a message telling them to call me back. I guess I have no right to be angry if they were out of town or didn't get my message or something like that, but as of right now I have no explination for this behavior. Call me? No. Don't. I don't really wanna talk right now. AND in other news, the Pope is dead. I don't mean to be rude or offensive in any way, but he sure did take a long time to die. I mean, do you know how many close calls there were? All those strokes and heart attacks. I really think they should elect a younger Pope - but there are obvious bad reasons for that. Oh, this is reminding me of "Angels and Demons", with the Carlemango or WHATEVER he's called, because he was like 30 in the book, and everybody was like, god damn he's young! I was like, whatever. Wisconsin. (HAHA if Kelly's reading this.) [listening to: "Oh" Ciara] 4used to be friends:
         patpat.... life get's worse. At least it's not... wait... yes, it is raining. Okay! At least you aren't eating an egg sandwich which you thought was tunafish and took a big bite and then realized what it was but swallowed because when you did realize you choked and it all went down. And if that weren't enough, you were rushed to the hospital, all red and puffy, and the doctor was beyond belief georgous and looked at you like a squashed shell-less crab.  By Betsy, at 3/4/05 5:16 PM LMAO! Ps, I love rain. Hehe. By Eemz, at 3/4/05 6:04 PM This comment has been removed by a blog administrator. By Nicole, at 5/4/05 3:55 PM This comment has been removed by a blog administrator. By Nicole, at 5/4/05 4:00 PM 11:47 AM 
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