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This is Margaret, and one day she is going to die.
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[Wednesday
January 24th, 2007
4:04pm] |
HEY THERE!
long time, huh.
so heres the situation.
i still work nights at good ol hannaford. but i think im going to fill out an application so i can work in the pharmacy being a technition. the pharmacy makes sense for me, right? lmao. it sounds kindof fun and it will be a nice change to work during the day instead of at night when im missing the parties that are at my own house.hahah
oh yeah.
heres the other thing.
i moved into an apartment in biddeford.
holy shit i need to sneeze so bad right now. ooh there it goes.
anyway. before your like "OH MY GOD! BIDDEFORD! SHES TRASH NOW!!!"
no.
not the case,homie.
my apartment is so sick for being a.)in biddeford. b.) for the price. c.) because its probly cooler than ice AND your mom put together. thats right. i said it. WHAT!?!?!?!?
its huge. and its wicked chill.
we got a little dog. hes a miniture schnauzer (i think thats how you spell it). his name is bailey and hes probly the cutest thing ive ever seen in my life. you know when you see a baby or a little animal that is so cute you like grit your teeth and you have to be like "oh my god. your so fucking cute." like you even swear and everything? thats what i do everytime i see him. hes probably the love of my life.
what else has happened lately...
oh yeah.
i crashed my car on new years day. yeah yeah i know. your thinking i was drunk or something. wrong again. it was like 5 in the evening so i am completely sure i wasnt. it was on the buzzle road on the way to move into my apartment and i had almost everything i own in my car and then i slid off the road and down this hill we like to call THE BUZZLE ROAD MOUNTAIN WHERE I DIED. i slid down the hill and my car came to a BANGING halt when it rested in between two trees. i was almost sideways in my car, i couldnt even open my drivers side door because gravity was holding it closed and i wasnt strong enough to push it open, so i crawled into the passenger side seat and opened the door and tons of stuff that had flown and bounced and had been launched into the frount fell out when i opened it. it sucked pretty bad. then i was on the road all freaking out because everything i owned was all banged up........including my car. about 2 seconds previous i had been talking to my new roomie ricky and vinny about how i was on my way so i had just stuck my cell phone under my leg incase anyone called again and that was lost. so anyway. im standing on the road trying to flag down cars and no one stopped. i was FURIOUS with them. but then i guess the people that stopped thought i was hitch hiking because you couldnt even see my car or the lights from my car from the road and thats why no one stopped. then i called my mom and danie and ricky and vinny so they would all know where i was. i feel bad though because i was really mean to this new rookie cop guy (who was kindof cute, which is probly why i feel bad) becasue i was all upset. and then i had to watch them pull my car up the hill and it was awful. that car is like my baby. i named it and everything, and everything is far away and i need my car. and i missed it.
but i got it back and its all fixed. its just a little dented in the back, but its what inside that counts....ME! haha.
so im house sitting at my aunt and uncles house in cornish for a little bit while their on a cruise so now i can use the internet and watch cable. for those of you who dont know, when you move into an apartment for the first time you dont really have extra money for luxuries like cable and the internet. so needless to say i have been bored out of my mind most days and i have watched every dvd we have like 7 or 8 times.
thats totally enough for now. lmao.
Mugg.
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[Tuesday
October 24th, 2006
2:41pm] |
so heres the thing.
i fucking hate this area and everything it reminds me of.
i cant stand most of the people i have to see everyday.
and i cant stand anything.
i NEED to get the fuck out of here and find some place new.
so. im moving away as soon as i can.
and im going to UMF
its not nearly any different, but there will be all new people and new things to do, and ill be actually doing something with my life rather than become a retarted non college going burn out.
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[Saturday
September 23rd, 2006
4:16pm] |
my new montra. im not sure if i spelt that word correctly.
so latley all ive been doing is working and sleeping. its pretty great because when you work at night, no one razzes you about how long you sleep. i get home at around 3 AM and then cant sleep because im still speedballing from all the coffee i drank the night before so i usually stay up untill around 6. then i sleep untill like 230 in the afternoon. its pretty ill.
im going to be working at the fryberg fair. if you are going to attend the fair on any day, hit up the Lion's Club hamburger stand. ill be slinging burgers and hot dogs there all week. im going to make a ton of money,. its going to make my life. all the money ill make in that one week will equal the pay i get in about a month and a half working at hannaford. yeah. hannaford can suck it. i am SO over this job.
i think im going to take a trip down to the biddeford crossing in a couple days and apply at the pet stores in there. what better job could there be then getting paid to take care of little animals all day? i should get a job at a vets office. that would be so pimp....actually now that im really thinking about it, im pretty sure if i worked at a vets office id go home super depressed after a day of looking at cute little animals that are sick....oh my god, i am depressed just thinking about it.
im in the process of trying to convince my mom to let me get one of stupid white cats kittens. they are freaking adorable. their all super cute. the one im planning on getting i named Baghera after the panther in "The Jungle Book" because he...well...looks like a little panther...duh. and we match. i have really really naturally dark brown hair (everyone thinks i dye it black..but i dont. so shut up.) and then some blonde left in the frount from the last time i dyed my bangs. and he is all black except for a little bit of light brown on the left side of his head. and he has blue eyes, we dont match in the eyes part BUT OH MY GOD THIS KITTEN IS FRIGGING ADORABLE. if i get him though i definatley have to get him fixed though because there are a ton of slutty girl cats in my neighbor hood that will seduce him and lure him into a world of sex and catnip addictions. i just wont have it.
you still cant kill heros.
Mugg.
p.s. ms. gina cardamone. if your reading this right now, you call my cell phone, missy. i miss you! and we need to chill like ice cubes.
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[Wednesday
September 13th, 2006
12:09pm] |
well.
i guess today is a milestone in my life...sortof.
today at dons market i was exposed to my very first act of rascism against me personally. (i dont know if thats worded correctly but whatever)
i took my contacts out and put my glasses on and with the black rims it makes my black hair and my features stand out alot more. this lady i used to work with was there and she was asking me what nationality i am and said i looked 'exotic' in a way. and i was like "well my mom is pretty much full blooded Syrian so i guess thats where it comes from." and this lady was walking by and shes like "Did you say you were Syrian?" and im like "umm yeah."
and then she says "Syrian? like from Syria? like your Arabic?"
Instantly i knew thsi wasnt going to turn out well. so i replied "well...yeah i guess."
she proceeded to ask me if i was related to the people who bombed the world trade centers, and if i knew the people who were killing the soldiers and torturing their own people and making bombs and just asking me, in general, pretty retarted and ignorant questions.
i told her that i had grown up in maine my whole life and i didnt know if i was related in any way to anybody who had anything to do there. i was being polite, which at this point was pretty miraculous for the person that i am (if you know me, then you understand how much self control this took me). after i told her this she didnt seem to believe me.
then.
do you want to know what she said to me?
do you want to know?
i bet you do.
its pretty unbelievable.
she looks at me like i was a pile of shit underneath her nose and says:
"Im surprised your not wearing that hood thats on your sweater. Arent you supposed to cover your hair, Or did your father crash a plane into a building when you were younger so you didnt learn your place?"
i, margaret joy, was left speechless. SPEECHLESS. i am NEVER, EVER without words. but i couldnt think of anything to say. i didnt know how to respond to this. i had no fucking idea of even where to begin verbally kicking this old womans ass. i just stood there for a minute and paid for my coffee and left. i had no idea of what to do.
IM PRETTY ANGRY.
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[Wednesday
August 30th, 2006
3:47am] |
i bought this cd...its pretty friggin awesome. "The Tides" has definatley become an inspiration to me. the chorus goes as follows:
"And his mother whispers quietly
"Heavens not a place that you go when you die
Its that moment in life when you actually feel alive
So live for the moment, Take this Advice
Live by every word.
Love is just a hoax so forget anything that you have heard."
The bolded part gets me every time. when you think about that....wow. Even if you dont really get the meaning and it dosent strike you as much as it strikes me....i bet you $1000 that its more brilliant than anythign YOU have ever said. HAH! take that. suckah! game. set. match.
sooo yes yes what has been goign on latley....hmmm. started working the night crew. i havent updated this in soo long so i forget everythign that ive already updated about but whatever. its justl ivejournal. i pretty much love working night crew because after differential and the raise i got i end up making $8.25 an hour at night time. its pretty sweet. i make sooooo much more working a 4 hour night shift than i would working a 9 hour shift at the frount end. i cant wait for this weeks paycheck. its going to be ferocious. also the people i work with on the night crew are so laid back. its awesome. and there are no customers to piss me off. people in general are pretty rude ive noticed. i hate retail. i cant wait to get the fuck into college so i can feel like im bettering myself and i wont be stuck doing this shitty shit forever.
i sortof tried to quit smoking the other day, but it lasted for about 4 hours. it was horrible. im pretty sure i bitch-slapped everyone i know at least once with words. i felt like such a bitch. so for the greater good i think i will dirty my lungs for alittle bit longer before i unleash the beast on the world. its insane. when i was little i used to try to get my mom to quit smoking so much and i was like "it cant be that hard! just friggin quit doing it!" and i didnt understand. holy crap. its not that im chemically addicted to them because i can go a while without one, its just that when i get nervous or bored i need something to do with my hands and if i know i cant do what i always do it fucks me all up. you know how you have a routine? say, in the morning you do the same thing every day. you wake up, you take a shower, you brush your teeth and then have a cup of coffee. say you couldnt have that cup of coffee in the morning. you just wouldnt know what to do with yourself during the time youd usually have that cup. so then it throws you off and then you get irritated because you dont know what to do. thats how i am.
i think im obsessive compulsive with smoking cigarettes. thats pretty weird.
Mugg.
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[Thursday
August 3rd, 2006
11:57am] |
so a couple weeks ago i bought a brand new cd and i can honestly say it hasnt left the cd player of my car once. i. love. brand. new.
nothing really has been going on. i pretty much hate my schedule these past couple weeks. all i seem to do is work and watch tv. ive been trying to go out and do more exciting things but its hard to find people to hang out with seeing as im down to like .....1 friend.
i got my lip pierced though. i just woke up one morning and i was like "what should i get pierced" and then decided to go on an adventure to get it done. i think i rock it. i dont even give a shit if people are like "YOUR A SCENE KID!!!" because countless people have said that to me. i dont care. i make this shit look good, homie. ill fight you.
im switching to the night crew at hannaford. im going to be working 3rd shift and holy crap am i excited. i just get to stock shelves and listen to music all night and then sleep most of the day and have the rest to just chill. and the way i see it is, from now on im going to be sleeping during the day right? so ill have trouble if i try to sleep at night because it wont be normal for me, so i can just stay up alllll night and party. oooh thats right. first one there, last to leave. WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!
and well never miss a party cuz we keep them going constantly.
mugg*
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[Wednesday
July 19th, 2006
1:32pm] |
yay! whose 18?! me.
i like birthdays now that im older and i can do much more stuff. before i turned 16 all my birhtdays usually involved me sitting around the house in the sweltering heat waiting for my mom and dad to get home from work so we could go to my grandmas house and have cake and ice cream. now that i have a car and friends i GO GO GO on my birthdays.
yesterday was super fun! monday night i took some caffein pills so i could stay up untill midnight. holy crap did that plan backfire. me dan and danie hung out and decided to go into saco and buy some more arizona iced tea. and it was like 12:10 so i was like "HA BITCHES IM GOING TO BUY CIGARETTES AND A SCRATCH TICKET!!!" so we went to 7/11 and saw garlics dad and he carded me and it was EXCELLENT! i was like "WHY YES I DO I HAVE ID!!!!!" and like threw it at him. i won a dollar on my scratch ticket! yay!
i also bought a red bull. for those ofyou who are maybe slightly more stupid than i am..caffein pills + red bull = not sleeping for about 10 hours. i didntend up even getting sleepy untill around 730 in the morning. so i just fell asleep untill like 945 and was raring to go.
me danie and shawn went into the old port, and at this one place i didnt get carded and the guy rang me up and i was likke "COME ON!!! YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO CARD ME!" and hes like "well if i had wanted to card you than i wouldve as soon as you walked into the door" and i was like "WHY YES! I DO HAVE MY ID, THANK YOU FOR ASKING!" and took it out and gave it to him anyway. dick.
then we went back home and then me and danie went back to the old port to get some grannys burritos and walked around for a while. i saw mr weaver. it was weird.
tonight and tomorrow night should be more interesting though. im pretty excited.
the more you suffer, the more it shows you really care.
mugg*
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[Thursday
July 6th, 2006
1:51pm] |
i give you.....don henley. i love him.
so sience ive graduated ive just basically been floating around. ive worked almost every day. i dont really like that either, but i guess thats just the nature of the beast. whatever.
i think im going to apply for some colleges. im terrified though. i had such great plans.
"life passes most people by while they are making grand plans for it" -george jung.
i did have such great plans. but everything takes money. even volunteering. i just want to help some people that are worse off than me, why do i need money to do that?
ive been contemplating just packing up my stuff and just going somewhere. i dont know where though. maybe ill ask my aunt and uncle if i can chill at their camp for a couple weeks. i think thats a good idea. just go up north where no one knows me and i can just be by myself and only go around and talk to people when i want to and just figure out what the fuck im going to do with my life. wow. this is pretty depressing. it makes me want to laugh because ive pretty much based my life on not becoming another teenage statistic and here i am...a fucking 17 year old lazy ass teenager with nothing going for her personified. i always thought id have so much more done by now. i had such great plans.
i also thought id have so much more of a personal life at this point. its just not working out that way. ive become more social, but it turns out that im viewed as just 'one of the guys' and no one wants that. why is it so weird that i just want to be laid back and mellow and not have to deal with all the normal 'caddy girl' bullshit? if i want someone i let it be known but then theres always ALWAYS a girl thats willing to cause bullshit and drama and i just dont want that. lifes too short to deal with that, you know? if i have to fucking run around in circles for a guy to proove something than its just not worth my time. maybe thats the wrong attitude. i dont know. oh well.
you had to be a big shot, didnt ya'?
mugg*
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[Tuesday
June 27th, 2006
10:40pm] |
so lets talk about how im turning 18 in 20 days. im having my birthday party at the hookah lounge in the old port. oh yes. the purple catapillar. be there or be square. if i really want you to go ill probly invite you. if your not 18, please dont show up. that would be embarassing and i would feel bad and i dont want to feel bad on my birthday. your welcome to come chill around the old port with me/us. im not sure whose going yet, but oh, it will be fun. if i dont get it done the day of my birthday, im getting my tattoo done the day after my birthday. im pretty sure im just going to buy lottery tickets, cigarettes and porn every day for like a week just because i can, so its going to be a thrilling couple days.
and ill be legal, so give me a call *wink wink*. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
so.
im working at hannaford..alot. and i dont really like it. and i get paid SO much less than michaels. it sucks. sure i was getting few hours at michaels, but working 9 hours there i would be making the same amount of money when i work 15 hours at hannaford. it sucks big dick.next weeks paycheck is going to be bigger though because i have 28 hours this week. its not going to be alot, like $150. but itll be more than ive been gettin all these past paychecks, so ill be able to live a little more loosley.
ive been feeling like shit latley. im pretty sure its because i was eating well for so long and then i was like "well, i can start eating more stuff now because ive been doing so well." bad idea. baaaadddd idea. MCGEE IF YOUR READING THIS, IM SIGNING UP AT PLANET FITNESS ON THURSDAY. IN SACO! i swear to god, mcgee. if i have to so much as step on a tredmill by myself, i will fight you.
its not like i want to get skinny or anything. sure, that would be nice but i likes me some fast food every once in a.....day, so im going to be realistic. i just want to get into shape so i dont feel like balls all the time.
i talked to george today when i stopped by at hannaford to get something quick to eat (one of the most delicious granny smith apples ive ever had) and i found out hes moving into this apartment thing thats seriously like 4 seconds from my house. i think thats pretty sick. its fun when people i know live close to me.
yeah sooooo.....
mugg*
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[Saturday
June 10th, 2006
11:49pm] |
sorry tom.
their right.
i want that shirt that says "tom is NOT my friend!". even though i just havent had the attention span with myspace to actually take him off my list, but shh.
last night was graduation. it was so damn hot in there. i didnt even actually know i was graduating untill i got up to the podium and they were just about to call the persons name in frount of me and i saw my name on the list. it was an excellent feeling. when griffin called my name he gave me a thumbs up and it made me feel good. then when i was just about to get my diploma niccole was sittig there in the frount row of the students and was like "break it down!" or something like that and i was like "...alright!" and did a little dance.
russel michaud jumped like 8 feet in the air and clicked his heels. it was ridiculously amazing.
speaking of amazing. my dad gave me a bunch of money yesterday and me being the spiteful hoe i am, i went to the mall today with a couple kids and bought then all food. i also got some barbells that are too frigging big and im am pissed. i got THE sickest belt buckle. holy crap,ill see if i can find a picure of it.... nope. no dice. ok ill explain. it has a pair of brass knuckles on it, and on top on a banner that is black and white it says "CRUISIN FOR A BRUISIN" and there is a little spider on it, and the Felon symbol, and in the back (which i didnt even notice untill after i bought it, it was like christmas) there is a lighter in it. a frigging lighter. it fits and matches perfectly, and when its not in there it dosent make the buckle look dumb, so thats a plus. and then on the back there is a bottle opener too. seriously, they go for fashion and function. these darn Felon clothing creators are making themselves soooooooooo much money i bet. seriulsy. every belt buckle i have for them has suited more than just the purpose of holding up my pants. its amazing. i also bought the "as the aternal cowboy" cd. god i love it.
graduation party tomorrow. be there or be octagonal.
mugg*
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[Friday
June 9th, 2006
8:44am] |
HAHAHAAHHAA.
so today.
is graduation day.
i think im going to apply to MECA. i dont know though because i want to major in art history, but im pretty sure you need a portfolio to go with your application. i am not an artist, this is why i want to STUDY art. not make it.
my sister and TJ and this faggot came up today. i figured i might try to like someone whose friends with my sister, but seriously. im going to break his legs and theyve only been here for an hour and a half. ill give him the run down later...run down...or beat down!? *insert 'Mr.T. music*.
i think im going to blow a kiss on stage tonight for graduation. i dont know though. probly not. ill do something though.
ive got to stick it to the man.
far enough to forget, but when it comes you cannot hesitate.
mugg*
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[Thursday
June 1st, 2006
12:59pm] |
ITS SO DAMN HOT, MILK WAS A BAD CHOICE. (brandon, you take note of that.)
on a side (but not small) note....
ITS MY LAST DAY OF HIGH SCHOOL EVER!
whose excite?
me.
my writing will randomly turn purple every now and then, but dont get alarmed.
senior banquet is tonight. see i told you, purple. i dont like it.
im going to have sooo much fun. holy crap. BRADD IS GOING WITH GINA. HOLY POOOOO AM I EXCITED TO SEE HIM. oh man. i havent seen bradd in ages. im sure hes reading this right now, so BRADD. I LOVE YOU. WERE GOING TO PARTY LIKE ITS 1999 (hold up, it is.) oh will smith, you are timeless.
i bought two new pairs of sunglasses today at rite aid. seriously folks, buy one get one free of revlon sunglasses. how could you pass that up. there arent many good ones left because i got the last two fabulous pairs, obviously. but you might see something you like.
i believe my senior photo came out superb in the yearbook. FINIALLY!!! its been 8 long years sience i stoped taking adorable pictures for school. and i think it turned out alright. i wish they didnt zoom in so much so you could see the road and the car careening down the road toward me for dramatic effect, but eh. whatreyagonnado?
your just so damn sexy, when your mad.
mugg*
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[Tuesday
May 30th, 2006
10:20am] |
i believe it.
so.
last day of school = thursday.
senior banquet = thursday.
partying with erika, rick and ben = thursday.
payday = thursday.
i think this thursday just might be the best day ever.
i need to talk to mrs jepson again about appeals because i have the absences in my science class so i need to get on that like...now. ill talk to her after school if i see her. either that or ill just ask one of the secretaries because anything other than talking directly to the jepsonator is a good thing.
oh
man.
im
terrified.
mugg*
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[Monday
May 22nd, 2006
10:40pm] |
fuck.
i love that book.
if you dont know what im talking about than go read "The perks of being a wallflower". its fucking amazing.
so.
i really want to go to senior banquett because i dont really have anything to do with my school anymore (except for that i hate it), and sience its my senior year i want to go so i can say "I HAD A BLAST AT MY SENIOR BANQUET/KINDOFLIKEPROMFORSENIORSATPOORSCHOOLS!!!" but i dont have anyone to go with, and i really dont want to go if i dont have a date because i dont want to feel as retarted as i did at prom.
im not going to bother asking who wants to come with me in here because im pretty sure ill get no responses like i did for prom. whatever. ANYWAY!
grad.
u.
atio.
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is SO
SOON.
im going to shit my pants. im pretty excited and terrified at the same time.
ooh i have mail. its probly just from cross cultural resolutions trying to get me interested in joining again because when i asked them to send me information and stuff i didnt know it would cost me $4,000.00 to do so.
this just isnt love. its just the remorse of a loss of a feeling.
mugg*
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[Thursday
May 18th, 2006
11:11pm] |
in just going to take this time to state how much i love natural orange Fruit2o. my mom got a case of this deliciousness from work for free because it had past its expiration date. how does water expire? you ask? i dont know either. but we got it fo' free. and i drink like 4 bottles a day. were running out and im getting sad.
i love Panic! at the disco. so much. SO MUCH. you dont understand. holy crap.
one of the lyrics in their song "Time to dance" goes : "boys will be boys, hiding in estrogens and Aubergine dreams." i didnt know what Aubergine meant, so i looked it up, and it said it meant "eggplant". im confused. i think ill look it up on dictionary.com after this. im going to call the tech support people for the computer i got from my grandpa. it should work...but it just dosent. so ill call and see what im supposed to do if i find the stupid website thing.
im gonna boot though, cuz im supposed to hang out with kenn, blaine and BSM tonight.
mo' money, mo' problems.
mugg*
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[Monday
May 15th, 2006
12:34am] |
that tickled me. im not sure if its because its funny, or because theres a cartoon named "Tradgedy".
so friday was probly the best day in my most recent history. it was just alot of fun, though there was a little bit of a damper but nothing i cant handle
yesterday i hung out with ben sumners, kenn, chris and keesha again. that pretty much always prooves for a good time. we went to michaels and then over to the guitar center for a little bit. dropped ben off at work,and then went back to keeshas house. oh man it was sketchy. holy crap lmao.
friday night we had poker night. i was down, you know whatever. i got $3 in quarters because were all pretty much poor so we just played with that. it wasnt a real poker night or anything like that, it was me, danie, johnny, cheryl, brad and danamayn. little cheryl WHOPPED all our asses. shes 9. ok. shes 9. i felt terrible. i only won one hand and thats because i had three Ace's. what now. but cheryl walked away with all our money. she started out with like a dollar in nickles because shes young and shes obviously never played before. so she started out with nickles and left with about $20 in quarters and a few dollar bills because i had to keep trading her for more quarters because i ran out of money fast. it was terrible.
after me and danie lost all our money we went to get mandie, jessica and one of her friends at the dance. i miss dances. i wish all those years i thought i was being cool and going to dances just to stand around, i had actually let loose and danced. wow. you really dont understand how good life is when you just start living for the moment and just stop caring. holy crap. APATHY IS THE MAN! im telling you, you need to try it. also, ive been thinking alot about dying. not really in the morbid sense, but in the accepting sense of it. its going to happen and the worst thing, i think anyway, is regretting things you didnt do. i would rather regret something i DID do, rather than wish i had actually gone and done something. think about how gay its going to be when you get old and wrinkly and you cant do the things you used to and you just sit there all day when your retired and your like "i shouldve taken my chance to do ______." and know your never going to have the chance to do it ever again.
another thing im goign to keep on my mind is not settling for anything i dont want or that im too good for. so many times ive been like "whatever. i wont be able to get anything better than this" and that is just not acceptable. LIFE CHANGING DECISIONS ON THE MARGARET FRONT, PEOPLE! god, life is so good when you just decided that your going to live it up. holy shit, you dont even understand how excited i am with myself. i mean, you need to restrain yourself in some ways. i mean, if i just hit everyone who i wanted to in the spur of the moment, that wouldnt turn out very well. things like that i think about first because that would just cause problems. but things like "should i stay home and not go to this party because something bad might happen, or should i go and take the chance and have a good time?" things like that. because 'what if's' kill me. they fucking kill me.
WOAH!
if this scene was a parish, we'd all be condemned.
mugg*
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[Friday
May 12th, 2006
1:46am] |
ok so. its 145 in the morning and ive decided to make a post. "cavalier eternal" is stuck in my head so ive decided to state, once again, how Against Me! completes me.
seriously.
i want to learn to play my guitar. i feel like its being wasted. blaine, if you read this, i have just volunteered you to teach me how to play guitar. mhm.
so tonight i have done the following:
around 6 - left d-tizzie and went tanning. 10 minute solar tanning bed = a much less pasty margaret.
drove around for about half an hour.
decided to get iced coffee in standish.
saw jake and (oh my god i forget his name,. i think its brandon) and stood in dunkin donuts and talked to them for a long time.
went to scotches.
came back here around 815.
stopped at lows, got food and refreshment.
lounged around, watched television.
worked out a tad.
made my moms mothers day present. i bought a shirt, some fabric paint and some fabric gem stick on things and i made a shirt that says "IM MARGARETS MOM!" with hearts all over.
i think ill go decorate the foam tiara i got her after i finish this.
thought about life and finially decided what i think im going to do with my life. its not really all that clear, but i sortof have an idea.
started organizing in my head a volunteer project i think im going to execute.
watched QVC for a long time. who knew a juicer could be so handy, affordable and healthy for you and your family!?
watched conan obrian. HILLARITY!
watched a weightloss infomertial. god i love infomertials. my favorite ones are the Ronco ones (SET IT AND FORGET IT!!!), and the magic bullet one. oh man. me and danie watched the magic bullet one, and i felt so pathetic because i knew all the lines to it like it was a movie. ("curry powder for everything!").
i talked to mr weaver again today. i was telling him about how if the peace corps dont actually want me how i was planning on going to USM blah blah blah. then he started out with the following statement: "If you do infact want to follow through with the peace corps, you should go ahead and do it; though i still have my doubts..."
ready.
wait for it..
ok. picture.
margarets future life goals are :
after mr weaver says anything to me about...prettymuch anything : crushed!
that crushed cup reminds me of those peer pressure commercials where the kids are all squished and they cant move.
somehow those dont make me socially aware...they just make me feer the extreme crushing pressure of the ocean when you go too deep. HAHAHAH imagine a scuba diver going too deep in the ocean and coming up looking like they werent above the influence and the captain of the boat is like "WHAT DID YOU DO DOWN THERE?! *GASP* WERE YOU SMOKING POT WITH THE SHARKS AGAIN, HAL?! DAMMIT THEIR GOING TO TAKE AWAY OUR GRANT!"
i know that sounds pretty retarted, but i think its funny. suck it.
im burning and im blacking my lungs boy you know it feels good with fire back on your tongue.
mugg*
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[Wednesday
May 10th, 2006
6:56pm] |
ok on cnn today i read more about the border patrol business going on on the mexico/us border. honestly, i dont know why their all fucking up in arms about this now. #1. people have been illegally crossing the border for so frigging long and their just like "HEY WHATS GOING ON HERE?!!?". #2. is it not the mission of The U.S government to make this country so that everyone living in it is happy? of corse if you make your country at least bearable, and that means not having extreme poverty (not that we dont have poverty here, but its not 85% of the country like it is elsewhere) of corse people from other countries are going to come here. i find it absurd that we strive to make it so people want to live here, but when people dont have the economical needs to come here were like "nope. sorry. go home." and #3. think of how many illegal aliens get jobs that we take for granted. they cant get a legal greencard so they end up getting the shitty jobs that white people are too proud to take. i promise you that there is an illegal mexican laughing his ass off every night because hes cheating the system and has a janitors job at the white house. i really cant wait untill they actually start being able to enforce these alien/border hopping laws and start cracking down and then G.W's maid is sent packing back to Tijuana and his office is all messy and he cant find anyone else to clean it. holy shit, i wish i was mexican living here, how sweet would it be to be a maid for george bush and only speak spanish and just not know what the hell hes saying (not that anyone who speaks english can understand him). i wish i couldnt speak english, i think i would be less stressed out.
i dont know if that made sense to anyone, but it was just a rant. im thinking it sounds a little rascist but its not meant to be. im obviously not rascist, stupid.
IM GETTING MY CAR BACK TODAY!. im pretty excited because i couldnt go to school or work today because i didnt have a ride. i felt like shit calling out of work, but i didnt have a choice.
i hung out with chris, blaine, kenn, ben Sumners, dylan, keesha, patrick and tanya today. that was fun. me and BSM might be going to senior banquet. im pretty excited because i just figured i wouldnt find a date, so i just wasnt goin to go.
i love orange fruit-two-zero.
mugg*
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[Sunday
May 7th, 2006
5:22pm] |
so i worked alot this week. i thought it came out to exactly 20 hours because claire had to figure out what number of hours i could come in and work on thursday becaue im a minor and i thought it was all set, but i went in with danie today to buy a drink and debbie took be aside and told me that if they ask me to come in i need to say weather or not i can because of the hours ive already or will be working that week. i really dont understand how thats my responsibility. if their going to call me into work, im doing THEM a favor. i shouldnt have to be working out all that shit, they should be. and anyway, even if i do figure it out its not my problem they can get in trouble for me working more than 20 hours, if i have the opportunity to make more money IM OBVIOUSLY GOING TO TAKE IT.
motherfucker.
so i went and picked up jeff yesterday in new hampshier. my moms faggot boyfriend had me all intimidated because ive never driven a long way on the highway by myself before and told me that in a bunch of places im going to have to cross like six lanes of traffic and all this stuff. way to be an asshole. i was talking about how i needed mapquest directions and hes like "I DRIVE THERE LIKE EVERY WEEK FOR MY WORK. I COULD GET THERE WITH MY EYES CLOSED!" and im like "YEAH WELL IVE NEVER GONE THERE ASSHOLE SHUT THE HELL UP!" and he just kept going. im like "where do i park" and all this stuff because at airports they dont just have parking spots or anything you have to figure out which lot you have to park in and all this shit and hes like "YOULL HAVE TO PAY, IT COSTS MONEY!" oh my god. if ii wanted to / was going to kill anyone, yesterday and today would be the times its will/is going to happen. i swear to god.
i hate school. im so glad its almost over. i will never have to deal with stupid fucking high school ever again.
me and danie are having a graduation party at her house and its going to be hella fun.
in ccar news:
so ive had my car for about 2 weeks or so, maybe a little more and theres already something wrong with it. im taking it into the garage tomorrow because it still has the warentee on it so im going to have them do everything to it. fix whatever the hell is wrong with it, give it a tuneup (they said they already did one before they sold it, but obviously not or there wouldnt be somethign wrong with it already), and give it an oil change. and i really dont care if i go there and feel like a bitch. this is MY car, and i have to pay my mom back for it and everything that she pays for regarding the car. if im going to bring it into a stupid mechanic that NEVER fixes anything wrong with cars when we take them in and its going to be free, i dont fucking care. they are GOING to get it right this time or i swear to god im going to shoot them. im really not kidding. i will take some sort of blunt mechanic car fixing tool and beat them to death. this is ridiculous.
who wants to go to senior banquet with me? obviously no one.
mugg*
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[Sunday
April 30th, 2006
12:44pm] |
nataliedee = MINDFREAK!
so these past two weeks have been AWESOME.
the trio is staying at T.Os house because hes in Kentucky and he and Karolyn asked danie to house sit and said it was ok for me and shawn to stay there too. its super fun.
my throat hurts real bad though.
i got my taxes back from the IRS and its a check for $17. i dont know if there will be another one comming, but there really should be because everyone i asked, including the person who did my taxes said id be getting like $60-70. so im going to personally kick the IRS in the balls if they try to gouge me because i am poor.
i love my new car.
mugg*
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