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Okay, it's time for me to take a vacation somewhere. Okay, so, my week was bad and worse and all that good stuff. For one, Rosie hasn't been on all week and we haven't talked about Buffy and it's annoying, and I need her. So psh to that. The FBI is investagating certain members of my family, and they are totally harrassing everyone. It's a complicated situation, and I care not to get into it here, but it's stupid. So, they show up one day and start asking me and my mom and my sister about some people we never heard of. And, I thought of course, it was one of those candid camera like things because I thought it had to be some sort of twisted joke. But I quickly learned they were serious. And then, they left and we never heard from them again. This all happened on Wed. So, after this comming wed., I will be a little more relaxed. It pisses me off how certain lower class members of my family can bring us all down. Ugh! Anyways!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bridget, the friend with whom I was feeling really close to, totally chewed me out Saturday night over something totally stupid! And I was thinking, WTF did I do to deserve all this stress this week. Then, my newest friend Sylvia informed me that she may be going away. This was the same week that I shared with her certain things that I never share with anyone about my childhood. So it's kinda like, well, nice knowing you but I got to go away. Then, as if I need more, Cheryl comes over all beat up and stuff because some stupid trailor trash whore got angry with her because of something stupid. I think she said it was about a guy. Cheryl isn't a slut, she just very excitable. She's always seen just being happy and talking to people, no matter who they are. She's just full of life, and obviously this whore that beat up on her has a pathetic life. So, I ask Cheyl who this girl is and she won't tell me because she thinks that I'm going to do something to the whore (Which I most likely would) and she pissed me off for not telling me who. But I have a pretty good Ideal who she is. I'll find out tomorrow. Geez, okay, I need to go to bed now. I can go on and on about this week. Love you all.
In other news
Madonna Rules
I have a friggen flu again. Geezus!
I love you Rosie
Will, stop being such a gay bitch!
OMG, I lost 7 pounds.
Die Andrew, Die!

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