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Quite tight

Jul 21, 2009 12:00AM - 0 comments
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jeans

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mother

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shrinking

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turkey sandwich

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sleep

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drivers ed

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Kevin DE

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drinking

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Beer

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drawing

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texting

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YAP

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Harry Potter 6

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steve

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drugs

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blushing

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meds

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prescription meds

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Doctors

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Ambien

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driving

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cigarettes

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smoking

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jon

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videogames

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call of duty 5

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driving hour

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observation hour

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typing

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Kyle cousin

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kacey cousin



Were my jeans. Mother must have shrunk them. I'm afraid this is what true denial is, but I really think she did. She always swears she didn't, no one else has this problem. I fight the urge for a turkey sandwich on white bread.

Another unproductive day today, kinda. Actually no. I consider it unproductive if I didn't learn a damn thing. But today I sat on my bottom a lot, got a lot of sleep, and then got all prettied up and went to driving class. Made a new friend, Kevin. I will hang out with him, mark my words. And we're going to get drunk. Because he thinks it's soooo funny that two beers would knock me on my ***. But in a jealous sort of way, cause drunk is so cheap when you're like that. So har de har har.

i'm drawing, and texting the kid. I haven't drawn in so long, and I like talking to him.

Tomarrow I have YAP in the morning, then I'm going to see Harry Potter 6 with steve, I think. I plan to.

We learned about drugs and drinking in class and it all made me feel a bit sick to my stomach. He said probably about half the class was on some sort of prescription meds right then, and I think I prolly turned bright red. At the time I felt singled out...but I really wasn't at all. I preoccupied myself making mental lists of the different ways to recite the medicines I'm on. It ties up my ideas, because I actually get asked so often, but doctors and stuff. It's not like I needed to listen, if I had a nickel for every time I've heard the speech on being careful driving on ambien, etc.  I'm really looking forward to getting that pack of cigarettes tomarrow. I hope I can ask, or something. I almost just burst into song about how I wanted a smoke, and then I realized what a retard I am. And my brother's sitting there, still on the videogames, at  2 AM. He was supposed to get off an hour ago.

I have driving hours and OT hours planned out. Two of them. Why is my typing just getting worse and worse. I'm having so much trouble. I hope my cousin will come with us friday. Both of them, actually. That would be dandy.

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