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Oh how the game plays out

Jul 08, 2009 - 0 comments
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s party,driver

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new sneakers

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pinkred laces

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YAP

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mother

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shei

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Other Mike

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devra

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Ambien

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Resperidone

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pdoc

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memere

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bagel alley

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The Others

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scary movie

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steve

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ghosts

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zombies

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murdering

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mental illness

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gore

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psychotic symptoms

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pillow

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Crying

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scar



My day started lacing my new sneakers, quite bright, green, white, with floursescant pinkred laces. Mother dropped me of at Shei's, and we went to YAP. Where we talked, and then we all went grocery shopping. The new kid, whom I personally refer to as Other Mike, has a ferret. And what not. I left early, to go see Devra. She says I may up my Ambien again if needed, and puts me back on Resperidone. I was on Resperidone, a very long time ago. And tomarrow night, I will start it again. And hopefully, I will see better results. I forget, but I think she said I could quadruple it, if needed. I intend to. Me, mother, memere went to Bagel Alley. Yummy. I tried to nap, then went to Steve's. We watched The Others. I thought it would be stupid, I was scared. I was very scared. Might I mention I have a problem with ghosts and zombies- things that won't stay dead. Me? I can watch the gore, I can take the brutal murdering, the mental illness, whatever is it. But if you're raising the graves- you're killing me, instead. In a bad way. As in, it spikes my psychotic symptoms. By which I mean, steve was just joking with me after and went upstairs and turned the lights off. I hid in a ball under a pillow, but as the real kicker, I burst into tears. Just all of a sudden, BOOM, I'm crying, like, sobbing, not even like a tear or two. I was very embarassed, when he didn't really understand what had happened. We ate sandwiches- me turkey, him bologna. Yuck. What a crazy kid.

We played Vice City and it was fun. I won't see him tomarrow, I won't see him till Monday. If not Tuesday. For the record, I may not update for a few days. I am VERY good about this all, considering my normal habits, this is the best go I've given a journalling anything since I was about ten, but I'll be gone a few days, and my memory is not what it used to be.  I'm drinking juice! It's quite delicious. I miss steve already. I'm scared to spend the weekend with Chels, who will be bitching over matt, and lusting over josh. I am purely scared. I hope it will be fun. I also hope Shei's party will be fun, and her friends will like me, and I will look pretty.

So yeah. I feel like I'm forgetting something, but like I said, my memory is not what it used to be. I have stupid drivers ed tomarrow night, and will be very late to shei's party. I will get home late, and I'm not sure what time I need to be at chels's, in salem, in the morning. I intend to sit on the couch watching repo!, most likely, all of tomarrow till driver's ed. Oh yeah, I had the giggles today. I nearly died over the ketchup bottle farting. And just about everything else. I was just dying, basicly. Rolling on the floor, laughing at nothing, and just stupid.

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