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[Dec. 24th, 2004|03:48 am] |
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Well its been awhile since ive even written anything in this journal or crap like that. Im just sitting on my bed reading dions forum with my laptop. Hating christmas. I dont fucking understand the holiday at all. I dont want to get anyone anything and i dont want to have to get anything from anyone. Im not religious in the least. Dont get me wrong, generosity is a great thing, but people have taken it way out of context. Its basically a fucking walmart holiday. Im not religious, and it was a day when christ was born. the gifts were given to him as the new lord and saviour or something like that. So why in the hell should someone who doesnt believe in all that crap, have to even give in to the mumbo jumbo of this crap. i may have the story all wrong, but people stopped caring about what the holiday was a bout and more like "omfg gimme gimme gimme i need presents NOW" but this is all just my point of view anyway. So personally i dont like christmas because people dont even celebrate it for what it truely is anymore. im not criticizing anyone(ok i am) but oh well. so lets see what else is their to talk about. i dont know how many people actually read this crap, but actually, here, --http://dnoidysus.proboards36.com/index.cgi--, this is dions website, so check it out if anyone you read it, you can see how fucked up dion and andy and the whole little group of them are. |
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| school and crazy bitch |
[Sep. 10th, 2004|07:36 pm] |
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Well this morning i went to class, sat through 4 hours of it and it wasnt to to bad, it was kinda boring though. Aftr that a friend asked me to go see resident evil, i said sure, we went and it was good, plot not as good as first but alot better effects, hung out at his house after, and i had to go back to the school for a bit. Then i got freaked out. i had to get a packet of work from my teacher. i went to get in my car, put the key in door and a woman appears behind me. She tells me, "Your name is Ian, you have the irish in you, your seeing a woman named margaret. If you continue on that path you will be cursed in a shroud of evil. You and her are not meant to be, by going against fate you curse yourself to pain and misery leading to death. If you break your relation with this girl then your life will be happy and long followed by a plesant and happy ending. I can see you have a gift of sight but am in severe disarray that you have not see what is to come." Then she turned and started walking away, i was a little shocked and kind of dropped my books, as i fumbled to pick them up the woman was already climbing the stairs, i got all my stuff, threw it in the car and was about to run after her. The kid about 4 cars over asked if i was alright cause that woman seemed to put a shock into me. He asked if i knew her and what she told me. I told him that i had to go catch her and i was fine. He left and i chased after her. I climbed the stairs and entered the building. I looked on the whole upper floor and procedded back down the stairs to the lower level, i went into the adjacent building and also had no luck in locating her. i asked the person in the lobby if he had seen a white haired older woman of about 80 or so dressed in a colorful swaying dress that a gypsy might have worn(i didnt say about gypsy) she told me no and i left the building and went back to my car. I got in and went home and started writing this journal. The really creepy thing is i dont know this woman and she would have no way of known who Maggie or I was. and that we had a relationship. It was a little wierd and more than a coincidence. I wasnt blacked out or anyone cause the guy asked me about her. Im not sure what to do cause she seemed to know alot about me and maybe is wise, but i am confused to hell and def freaked out majorly. |
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| dream |
[Sep. 10th, 2004|07:29 pm] |
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Well this mourning i had a wierd dream. I dreamed i still had my monte carlo year 85 and had to go down to walmart. It didnt have seats so i was just squatting with my brother and his wife in the backseat. Then when i was leaving my driveway i saw justin at the bottom, apparently he got a ride to peru from my neighbor and was walking to walmart 12 miles away. i offered him a ride and he said no, walking was fun. THen i drove down, ran 6 red lights, flipped my car over, rolled it a few times, killed my passengers and justin still got their first. Then i dreamed everyone around me knew magic and their was a major war and fighting everytwhere., but thats alot more to write and im not in mood yet. oh well im crazy |
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| first day |
[Aug. 20th, 2004|12:26 am] |
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Ok so this is my first day writing in this, i dont know who reads these, whether its friend or just people who have nothing better to do than search. well ok either way ill pretend like i know what im doing. well i just got back from vacation, at work they wanted me to come into but i decided not to join into the hypocricy of walmart. they expect me to come when they feel like it to work because i ask and they say no, so i make plans and they call me. so why should i do what they want me to do when they wont do the same for me., but then again i guess im the hypocrit for doing that. well whatever. maybe everyone should jsut kill themselves and end this miserable existance. either mass suicide that i can watch up on my high horse to laugh at, either that or hand me a gun so i can snipe all these miserable low life creeps who have nothing going for them in live. well whatever, i know this sounds semi depressin and aint exaclty and accurate depiction of me, but hell with it, life goes on. fuck it, i might as well live how i wanna and not let people tell me what to do. |
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