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since 11.23.01

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(10:23 pm - 05.22.2002 - my disorders - i feel )

thank god. i've finally been having some super pleasing dreams. not like the freaky ones like before. man, i have a massive headache. it just came on really quick. wah, wah, wah.

it's so cold, yo. heh. and it's almost june. what's up with that? it's warmer outside than it is in the house. i'm washing my sheets and blanket now. and all the clothes that i wore to x-fest. they were smelling pretty damn gross. probably had mold on them or something, and that's never good.

man, if someone you knew in your life had a diary, wouldn't you want to read it? i love reading diaries! i really do. i don't think anyone i know actually reads my diary. if they do, they don't make it known. not even mark reads it that often. whatever. ya'll suck! =P

i got my 2 other books yesterday. the bell jar and go ask alice. can't start them until i finish the current read. god, i'm moving slow on this one. i think i'm done ordering book for awhile. i've got at least a months worth here already.

dayum. i hate the post office. i had to mail something to mark on monday. this 'package' weighed something like 5 ounces, and it's took a good $12 out of my pocket! what the hell! the lady behind the counter always acts like she knows me too. i'm only in the post office like 3 times a year. she called her fellow employee a bastard. he was saying something like "it's always the womans fault, who ate the apple, huh?" that's a nice judgement right there. base your decision on one woman in an event that happened forever ago. men. i swear.

my "problem" decided to go away for awhile last friday. i hope it's not going to play games with me all summer. that would just be a huge bummer.

i want to bring back all the slang that we don't use in heavy rotation anymore. words like "sike", "not", "radical", and "groovy". especially "sike". hehe. i don't know why. i just do.

disorderrating
paranoid:low
schizoid:low
schizotypal:moderate
antisocial:high
borderline:very high
histrionic:moderate
narcissistic:moderate
avoidant:very high
dependent:very high
obsessive-compulsive:moderate

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how can you be both highly dependant and avoidant at the same time? no wonder my head hurts.

i can't believe 311 is co-headlining a tour with jay-z. why bother even going? it's supposed to be a blend of rock and hip-hop groups. no sorry. if i'm going to shell out some cash to see 311, i want to see them put on a long ass set. still going through a live 311 withdrawl. they're already in the makings for the next album. i'm all excited. but fuck, i wanna see them! ugh!

yeah, so i had something else to write about, but really now i can't remember. not like it matters. lyrics courtesy of amira, since once again, my head hurts too much to think:

a long, long, long time ago-before the rain-before the snow-lived a man-lived a man i know-lived a freak of nature named sir psycho-sir psycho sexy-that is me-sometimes i find i need to scream

~*~liz

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