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Lindsey’s crazy ^

The Exciting Life of ME According to ME

Anywayz, I didn’t wanna wake up this morning. Again. OOO! I wrote 3 poems at work last night. But I forgot them at home.  ”Strange things are afoot in the circle K.” I plucked my eyebrows when I got home from work last night.  She’s got the hicupps (Ms. Ririson). I told her to stand on her head. I just put the most awesome background as the wallpaper for the *school*computer. It’s a pic of the Mitsubishi Eclipse Spyder from 2Fast2Furious. AWW!!!!! I’m GOING to have that car one day, you just watch.

I nearly died last night. I slipped and almost fell on my ass. It woudl’ve been bad. I worked with Megan last night. And tonight, I work with Tabitha!!! Yay! Johnathan is an anorexic girl (according to Jojo). Anywhosies, I’m gonna go…for now…………….

Officer Lee talked to the FBI man for me. He’s sending him some pamphlets in the mail for me. If I still have questions, I need to call this other FBI man. I have to be at least 23 to be in the FBI. The average age is 29 1/2. Sounds like fun.

Lindsey just said she hates me, but then she said she was just kidding. I’m sad. Everyone hates me.

“My fingers hurt.”  “What, what was that?”  “I said my fingers hurt.”  “Well now your back is gonna hurt cuz you just pulled landscaping duty.” - Happy Gilmore

The Combos are all gone.  Anywayz, I need my stereo back. I miss it.

I’m eating Combos. I have nowhere to put my feet.  I have 43 pages in my story. Written, of course. I’m reading The Cases that Haunt Us, it’s really good so far. I’m on page 91, and I only started yesterday. I saw Ben last night. He’s doin pretty good. I’m bored. Alexis is a little snot. But she’s only 3, so can I blame her? No…It’s almost halloween. Yay. I think I’m gonna dress up for work. But I dunno as what. I gotta go shopping. Pay day is tomorrow. I’m lookin at 52 hours on that pay period, so it’ll be the biggest check I’ve ever gotten. SWEET!! Pay day..hey hey, whatcha say. These Combos are really salty…………..

Maroon 5 rocks my socks.

2/3 of Columbia Heights students didn’t go to school yesterday. They are all unexcused absences.

The persona of Jack the Ripper is unknown.

John Douglas is my hero.

I’m going to be in the FBI. A profiler.

Have a nice day.

This song perfectly describes the world:

Black Eyed Peas- Where is the Love? 

What’s wrong with the world, mama
People livin’ like they ain’t got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that’ll bring you trauma
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin’
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And when you hate then you’re bound to get irate, yeah
Badness is what you demonstrate
And that’s exactly how a nigga works and operates
N**, you gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love, y’all, y’all

People killin’, people dyin’
Children hurt and you hear them cryin’
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek

Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love (Love)

Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love
The love, the love

It just ain’t the same, always unchanged
New days are strange, is the world insane
If love and peace is so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don’t belong
Nations droppin’ bombs
Chemical gasses fillin’ lungs of little ones
With the ongoin’ sufferin’ as the youth die young
So ask yourself is the lovin’ really gone
So I could ask myself really what is goin’ wrong
In this world that we livin’ in people keep on givin’
in
Makin’ wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends
Not respectin’ each other, deny thy brother
A war is goin’ on but the reason’s undercover
The truth is kept secret, it’s swept under the rug
If you never know truth then you never know love
Where’s the love, y’all, come on (I don’t know)
Where’s the truth, y’all, come on (I don’t know)
Where’s the love, y’all

People killin’, people dyin’
Children hurt and you hear them cryin’
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek

Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love (Love)

Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love
The love, the love

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I’m gettin’ older, y’all, people gets colder
Most of us only care about money makin’
Selfishness got us followin’ our own direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids act like what they see in the cinema
Yo’, whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality
Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ under
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ down
There’s no wonder why sometimes I’m feelin’ under
Gotta keep my faith alive to lovers bound

People killin’, people dyin’
Children hurt and you hear them cryin’
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek

Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love (Love)

Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)

Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)

Why can’t we all just get along? Is it really that hard? I guess for some people it is…and that’s sad. I treat everyone the same, I don’t take into consideration their race, gender, age, where they grew up, sexual preference, how much money they have, when I talk to someone. Sure, I have generalizations about certain groups of people, who doesn’t? But I keep those thoughts to myself, I don’t use these thoughts when I talk to them. I treat every single person equally, or I try to. There ARE some people that really bug me, so I just don’t even talk to them. Just because I don’t like them doesn’t mean everyone else does, and it doesn’t mean that I have to talk shit about them. I just leave them alone. If they confront me, then I will speak my mind. I’m just sick and tired of everyone acting shitty towards everyone else. Now that I’ve spoken my peace, I’ll go now.

I’m tired. Mary woke me up this morning at 2:00, when she woke up for work. But that’s okay. I slept in a little anyways, so I didn’t have time to put on makeup. But that’s okay too. I miss Chris.

The Vikings won, I’m so happy! 6-0 baby!!! Score! I work with Tabitha tonight. We didn’t go ride the horses yesterday  But we might feed them tonight after work, I dunno…I bought the Fugees CD someone STOLE from me…again. I’m happy.

I wanna get premium, but my dad won’t let me use his credit card…

The game is on right now…the Vikes and the Broncos! Go Vikes!!!!!!!!!! Wahoo!! This week was boring. All I did was work, every night last week…Hung around the house. I wrote more in my story. I saw the In-Laws last night. Pretty damn funny…Anywayz, I gotta go and watch THE GAME…

There are 19 days left in your FREE trial.

Blah. Lindsey’s not here today.  I’m sad. I worked almost 6 hours last night. It wasn’t even Fish Friday Night. I guess it was really busy. I wasn’t paying much attention to the restuarant. All I did was my work. I called my dad last night. He still hasn’t gone to the doctor for his arm. I told him he should. He might pick me up Friday night after work. And meet Mary and Eugene. I’m tired. It’s kinda obvious I’m depressed again today…because of how I’m writing. It sounds kinda monotone, doesn’t it? But I can’t help it. I’m sorry.

I guess Meagan’s mad at Gerri. Gerri had told her that she was going to go to her art exhibit at the gallery, but she didn’t. Gerri’s like that though. She never goes anywhere…islolated at home. But she does it to herself. She doesn’t even have a job…and yet, her mom wanted me to have three? No thanks, I’m busy enough working 5 or more hours every single week night. I have trouble keeping up with my homework as it is. Gerri really pisses me off. If I were Meagan, I’d chew her ass out. If I can’t go somewhere when I said I would, I would definately call the person. And I don’t even think Gerri was busy ALL weekend. I think she just didn’t wanna go. But anywayz, not my problem…
My boss is supposed to work tomorrow night, but I think he’s gonna make me do it. It won’t be that bad, though, cuz it’s MEA, plus we get tomorrow off, to make up for not having Monday off. So I get a 5 day weekend from school. Happy thoughts..sort of. It still doesn’t lift my spirits that much…neither does the fact that I get my stereo back next week. I never get time to listen to music!! I don’t have time for anything anymore…I make all my journal entries at school, during study hall, and I check my email when I’m at my grandma’s house on Saturday’s and Sunday’s. Anywayz, I’m gonna go now, cuz I have nothing else to say…peace.

I’m sad.

Only two days of school this week. My dad might come down and pick me up from work Friday night. I went to my mom’s last night. I found some old things of mine that I had written. Very depressing. It put me in the mood I’m in now. Like I’m in a deep hole and I can’t get out, ya know?

I’ve isolated myself.