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49...Everything Happens for A Reason Reason. Right? Saturday, November 1, 2008 1:17 PM
I wake up from a terrible sleep and there I have it. My mommy is in my face with some bullshit. Like seriously? Tiffany hasn't even been dead for 12 hours. Hop off of mines. Whatever, some people can be assholes for real. Df my hands are shaking for? I woke up feeling different. Like, I should be sad. But I don't feel sad. I feel like "Ion give a fuck!" I hate feeling this way because I'm not that kind of person. I just don't get it. Nope, forget that. Yes I do. I'm just amazed that I could go from being so happy about my birthday to not caring at all. Tiffany will never have another birthday again. This is a time for me to be emotional. I'm emotional every other day of the week. I can't even bring myself to cry. The tears won't come out. I now know for sure that if I will have a breakdown. I already had all of these emotions and what not stored away inside, and now this? It is only a matter of time now. I've gotten through tougher times I guess. Blah, I need a hug. But I digress. Maybe I'll clean my room or read a book. My head is pounding and phsically I feel sick. I will not be attending Samantha's Halloween party. I can honestly say that I am not a joy to be around. The longer I sit here, the worse I feel. Call a friend? Nah. The only two people I wanna talk to is Manda and Gregy. Manda is with her aunt and Gregy, well, it's too early for me to call him. I've been sitting here with the blankest look on my face. You'd think that I was sleeping with my eyes open or something. Yeah, I can't sit here any longer. I'll update if anything changes. -later homies...

***Edit
I've been trying to keep myself busy. I cleaned the bathroom and the kitchen. Then I cooked dinner. Blah, now I think I will clean my room. I've watched Transformers and now I'm watching Superbad. My Baby Girl Samantha calls me McLovin! Everyone talked about how good my food was. I guess that made me feel better. Nope. I lied. But I digress. This is no bueno. I am going to explode. Soon I hope, because I feel so freaking weird. Off to finish. Got to keep busy you know?


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