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Failures hard but success is far more dangerous. If you are successful at the wrong thing, the mix of money and praise can lock you in forever. -Annonymous

Thursday, June 26, 2003

So, I need change in my life. I need a positive change. I don't know what I need tho. Im gonna start thinking about all the things that make me depressed. Things like my weight and the size of my ass. I think that i'm going to start going to the gym on a regular basis. They say that exercise picks you up and makes you feel better about yourself. This will be the 1st thing that I try. My next idea is to buy new clothes for myself. That always makes me feel better. The last thing that i have to do is get absolutely PLASTERED with all my friends. A night out with a lot of booze is what I need. One really good DRUNK. haha... I dunno when i'll get around to doing all of this... but hopefully its soon.

On a unrealted note... Im starting to pack. Something I should have started a while ago... But i'm a procrastinator. Anyways, BOXES! I NEED FLIPPIN BOXES! WHERE DO I GET SOME BOXES???.. You will find me at the local grocery store scrouging for boxes. I hate moving. All these hassels. Finding boxes and getting a truck and having to set your room up again. You know what else you have to get used to... A new shower. I hate that. When you move and you have to get into your shower groove. The worst is those showers with NO pressure and you cant rinse the shampoo from your hair. OMG! Thats the worst. It won't be too bad tho... since i've lived there before. Im starting to get sad tho. I don't wanna move out away from my best friend. We lived together for 6 months. I know that does not seem like a long time, but I will miss her being around all the time. We plan on moving in together again once her baby is older and shes more situated with bills and stuff. I wouldnt mind that at all. I like kids a lot. They are cute as hell. They get really serious sometimes tho. My lil cuzin took his grandmother into his room and told her that he wanted to have a chat. He sat her down on the bed and he sat down on his chair. And dead serious with a very serious face on asked her "Did ya ever kill anyone?" COULD YOU IMAGINE? A 2 year old asking you if you ever killed anyone?! He gets this from watching all those cop shows with his dad. But it was pretty funny. haha... anyways... gotta go finish workin!
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