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12-22-00<br>
I know I'm lazy... leave me alone.</b> <p>
	Ok, this this is not working out terribly well. So my journals are at <a href="http://depleted.blogspot.com">Blogger</a>. Soon I'm gonna set it up so that the link on the main page takes you directly there, but for now I figured I'd just leave this.
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12-19-00<br>
I wonder how I could make my life sukk more?</b> <p>
Oh, I know! I could sleep in until 9:30, and thusly miss my final for Honors Lit! What a great plan! I really am a clever girl. Luckily I was able to make it up during third period, since I have PE that hour. I'm still an idiot. But my day wan't too bad... I think I'm coming down with some form of disease. Bloody Jesus, I just keep thinking that Shannon is walking home and thinking, "Gee, it's cold. Brrr." Meanwhile, I plunge through snowdrifts (I haven't yet learned how to walk in snow. It's not my fault. No one gave me a pamphlet or anything.) God, isn't Shannon evil? I saw Papa Roach on MTV, in Vacaville, and I was so happy. Yeeee! I think that was the show Shan & Krysten were suposed to go to, but I'm not really sure cuz no one loves me very much. I made Ryan a really cool duct tape wallet for christmas (bloody consumerist holi... ooh! presents! be right back!), and I'm making a purse right now, so thusly I try to pretend I'm as cool as Shannon. Actually, I'm gonna see If I can go finish it before I go to bed so I can use it for school tomorrow. Wish me luck on my painful, painful finals. By the way, Laura sucks: yesterday was her last day of high school. Ever. <b>How can I make this stop going to the right? </b>  
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12-18-00<br>
Oh goodie... school.</b> <p>
Yes, just three more days until Winter Break. except I'm fairly sure that I will soon come down with some horrible disease, because god hates me. Apparently that whole "not believing in him" thing really pisses her off. Hehe, inconsistencies. Did I spell that right? Oh well. Anywho... I had a lot of fun this weekend. Shannon decided to get all old on friday, and so she turned sixteen. Whore...ss. So I called her and we had a loverly chat & whatnot, and I want to go to California and have a good sophmore year (you know what I mean). Then I went out with Laura and Jamie and had beaucoup de fun at the mall, where I saw Charlotte, and Borders, where I wandered (if I had a million dollars I'd spend it there. But mostly on porn.), and Brendans, where some random guy asked for my number. I was flattered. Then Courtney spent the night last night (I have no clue if thats how you spell her name) and we talked until 5am. Jeezus, I heart conversations. I have to go now, cuz Kellen will have a stroke if I don't get offline, but yeah, I raaaaampantly can't believe that Christmas is very close. PS: Ryan sukks w/ his whole "ohhh, I'm moving on the 20th, why didn't you come to my going away party that no one told you about?" Evil rat bastard.
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12-14-00<br>
What the hell is all that white stuff doing here?</b><p>	
We have just had two snow days. TWO SNOW DAYS! That means that it is very cold here. That means that pauvre Shelby is on the brink of death. Depending on the way finals go, that could be a good thing. I have to make this quick, because my bedtime is in 5 minutes. Oh, I'm cutting it close. I saw all of Monty Python and the Search for the Holy Grail, finally, yay! It was funny cuz Luke knows about all of it and was reciting large chunks of it. I thought he should have stood in front of the TV and acted it out. Then again, that might have required movement. Not a good idea. OK, well, I'm gonna say good night before dear old dad has a coronary cuz it's 11:01. Sweet dreams, y'all.    		

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12-12-00<br>
Guess who did some rock stars? </b> <p>
	Yes, I realize that I never update, but it's just because I'm a bad person, as Shannon so helpfully pointed out. Luvoo. But actually my dad is just online all the bloody time now, when relly in all fairness I should be the one to occupy that position. After all, I am the only teenager in the house. But more importantly! The concert was last night, and there are no words to describe how incredible it was. You wouldn't believe how much sex I had with Jay, it was obscene, but hey, you've gotta do what you've gotta do. We all have to make sacrafices. As soon as I get a large chunk o' free time (i.e, after next tuesday cuz then finals will be over) I'm going to make a whole Orgy page, which wil have every little detail I can think of, but for now here's what I told Shannon (cuz I'm too lazy to retype anything): <br>
Ohhhh, dear sweet Lord, i cannot explain to you how much sex I had with Orgy last night. The Pageant is about the same size as the Crest, except shaped a lil differently, so i was about 6 feet away from Jay and his package. I swear to god. I was delierious (i can't spell) with glee. Yeah, baby. Dad, of course, managed to insult Paige pretty quickly (yes... he actually talked to him. Stood next to him at the bar and said, "uh, nice outfit, man." then paige said, "yeah, you too." cuz dad looked like a rampant dweeb), and then not get an autograph for me. I'm so very proud of him. The 1st band, Deluxe, was ok, and the second, Neptune Crush, stunk like jesus' decaying body. Dear holy lord, a little more than 20 hours ago, i was six feet away from Jay! It;s like if i was dead, and he was standing on my grave (and then dug me up for some more good sexin'). Oh yeah, ryan got a drumstick from Deluxe. He was going to give it to me, but I told him that we both knew what would happen to it if I got it, so he could keep it.<br>
There. To you guys it looks like I did a lot of work, eh? Yeah. Hey, does anyone know how I can resize my scanned pictures so tehy aren't so bloody big? I'd appreciate it. Night, all. 
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12-7-00<br>
Well, Lookee here...</b><p>			
Ohhh, shit. It's been a pretty good day, but bleh. And I'm really lazy, so thats about all the updating you're going to get. In brief: 
<ul><li>Jason has cool hair
<li>B and I are talking again
<li>I wanna do Shannon
<li>Grrrr!
<li>I'm tired
<li>Lets have sex
<li>I have lots o projects due shortly, since it's the end o the semester
<li>Wow. I am really lazy. Oh well, what am I gonna do?
<li>Hehe, I heart Krysten</ul>
As you can see, i have a lot on my mind. So if you could just go promptly to hell, and lay off my back, it would be greatly appreciated. I'm gonna do something later. Probably.
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