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Crazy, Whacked out Shyt
bitched @ 12:48 p.m. on 2003-07-09 I can't believe how long its been since I sat my ass down here at work and wrote an update. Well, you haven't missed much anyways. All I did was go to a club and dance with "okay" looking guys with the exception of a few losers who snuck up behind me and had to get smacked. But Other than that nothing. Well I got a fake ID and I've been buying alcohol off the heezy fo sheezy, how sad that I downed a WHOLE Smirnoff 40 last night and I didn't feel a single thing? Christina was completely off the hook and she only drank like half her bottle. I had fake drunks. What else can I tell you that you don't already know? Nothing. I've been bored out my mind without my computer at home and everytime I go out its still boring because theres not a single solitaryly cool thing to do in Sacramento. I forgot to say that the night we went clubbing, we went to this one spot by the regal natomas theatures and there was hellllla peeps. Then the cops came and then there was nothing but assholes. I swear ghetto ass black people are mean, rude, and NOT CLASSY. This one guy kept going across both lanes on the freeway and backed up traffic hellllla far back. What was his purpose? He looked like a dumbass and everyone was pissed. I could rant and rage about that but I don't want to get into that right now. I'm mad at the world today and it sucks. I have no money, I have no life, my job sucks and its boring as hell and I've lost my touch for writing. Its dumb, dumb, dumb!!! I gotta go, I'm about to scream...
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