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[August 27, 2006 @ 2:19pm] |
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I'm tired of not feeling well. Ugh.
My stomach hurts...not really hurts as in ache or stabbing pain, but I'm just in a very EXTREME state of discomfort. My back hurts and I feel bloated, too. Actually, I feel like I'm on my period, but the only problem is, I'm not. (Not expecting it any time soon, either.) Also, not having the severe pain of cramps. But other than that, yeah.
We've gone from ulcer to an infection and now we're wondering if I have food poisoning.
It sounds lame, but I'm dying here. I feel like shit. I got absolutely no sleep last night, mainly because of feeling like this. Blargh.
I hope it goes away by tomorrow. Some plans I had for today are already ruined. Either way, tomorrow I have to sit in a car for two hours and I do not want to be feeling like this...also my mom is threatening me with going to a doctor. Shudder.
*whimper*
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[July 26, 2006 @ 12:17pm] |
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I was all looking forward to getting my lobes repierced today, but when I called to check if Paul was in (the first time I ever went to Imperial, Paul was gone...so...from then on I always call before hand.) he wasn't. Le sigh.
Now, I realize these are the most common piercings in existance, but it was really depressing when I had to retire mine. I was incredibly proud that I got to a 6g, but they had to go. So out came the Vitamin E oil and months passed as I plotted and planned to get them repierced at a 10g or an 8g...
...I guess tomorrow will be the day. Tomorrow is also first day of work. Yay! Canyon County...erm. I'm gonna be scared. Hopefully Jarod won't show up there. o.O
Rachael
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[July 06, 2006 @ 8:41pm] |
So I'm going to Oregon and then like....California and god knows where else with the family - well, everyone except Hannah. I'll be gone between 10 days an two weeks...so...wish me luck. Just thought I'd let y'all know. Leaving bright and early tomorrow morning.
Can't wait to get back. :|
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| Obscenity |
[July 01, 2006 @ 3:27pm] |
I want to kill my family, torch them in their sleep, every single one of them right now because I'm hating them. Then after that I want to gather everyone I know and make a public announcement.
I QUIT. I don't want to deal with any of this shit anymore and I can't.
Family? To my parents. DON'T BRING ME INTO THIS. Just don't, you can suffer because of me but I'm not going to fucking suffer because of you. Dad, I know we're fine off financially, but you just can't seem to admit you HATE not having a job. (Yesterday was Dad's last day at work.) Mom, I don't even know. I'm going to blame your bitchiness and violent mood swings on menopause. Hannah, fucking grow up and get a spine, just BREAK UP WITH HIM ALREADY. He's a jerk and asshole and you keep on telling us you're going to do it, but you havn't yet. He's breaking up our family. GET RID OF HIM.
Friends? That's right...I don't have any friends.
Robbie. I love you. I don't want that to mean more than it is but I don't want it to mean less, either. You are my friend even if I'm not yours, and I care about you, and I worry myself sick over you. And one of the biggest reasosn I'm so messed up right now is because I worry about you so much and I feel like shit for "leading you on" and being such a bitch. I don't want you to do anything stupid. And I don't want my stupidness to have a bad effect on you, don't let it, don't let anyone. I would hate myself forever if anything bad ever happened to you. I try so hard for you, I do, and I just feel like shit because I don't seem to do any good. If anything, I'm just making things worse. And I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. You don't know how much I want to call you right now, just to make sure you aren't dead or something. Please...
Randy, I love you, too. We probably have the weirdest history...in existance, but despite all that weirdness you are still one of my best friends. I miss you. And we've gotten really distant. And I still miss you. I know that Jessi hates me and I know that you love her, and I don't want to be causing problems. But I just want you to know, you are my friend and I love you no matter what. If I could, I've give you the biggest hug I could muster, and share some Hornsby's with you. And I hope...I hope that everything. I hope you get better.
Can't think of anyone else.
I don't know. The end.
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| Blargh!!! |
[June 27, 2006 @ 7:06pm] |
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Blargh, I believe, is my most used word.
...life goes on...but do you?
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| Inkage. |
[June 16, 2006 @ 3:24pm] |
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I like to plan out all my future mods, so I'm absolutely certain I want them. I'm long done with piercings, so now starts the tedious task of planning teh inkage...right now I'm working on a backpiece. It's highly secretive, but I will let you know it's gonna be done new-school style...and might include goats. But it's still a secret!
Anyways, I was looking through the flash on BME and found some awesome sparrows I want on the front of hips.
http://www.bmezine.com/tattoo/flash/A50710/high/bmegl093174.jpg
http://www.bmezine.com/tattoo/flash/A50710/high/bmegl093173.jpg
A few changes, though. Cuter, bigger heads and smaller beaks and a little tufty on the top of their heads. And I might want the colors changed.
So there's that. Thought I'd share.
I thought I'd be random and say hello to Robbie here in my entry because I think he feels unloved by me. So, Hi Robbie! I will call you. Soon. Maybe tonight. I dunno. I <3 you!
Auf weidersehen...
Rachael
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| *incoherent mumbling* |
[June 08, 2006 @ 12:56am] |
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I'm so...uncontent. Unhappy. Not like, on the one end of the spectrum but getting there slowly. Augh! I'm just, going crazy. Dammit.
Ah fuck it I don't know.
I am getting my septum pierced tomorrow morning and then it's the Sheakspeare festival. Fun stuff. I guess.
Not really. I'm just. Screw it. Really.
I always forget to update my LJ - maybe that's because NO ONE FUCKING COMMENTS ME. Bastards.
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| Blegh. |
[June 02, 2006 @ 1:04am] |
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I'm so tired. I do like, nothing anymore. Grr.
Septum: 11 days.
Freedom, oh freedom, that's just some people talking
Your prison is walking in this world all alone.
Edit: I figured I'd most some more of my stories and get feedback. Here's another. Excersize caution while reading if you're easily offended or distrubed...there's some suggestive and questionable content, I guess. Blargh.
( Red Ink Bleeds )
Rachael
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| Dun dun DUN. |
[June 01, 2006 @ 9:40am] |
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Septum countdown starts now: 12 days.
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| Uh Oh! |
[May 22, 2006 @ 1:25pm] |
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