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Monday, September 5th, 2005
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To my biggest fan,
Hi, How goes it? I'm okay. Actually I'm pretty shitty. What a week it's been. I was called up for Jury Duty; got picked for a case and all. I'm not sure what the outcome of it was though. I was formally excused due to the fact I was trying not to vomit on the juror beside me, (however she probably deserved it the loud mouthed bitch).
Went to the doctor - she's nothing more then a quack on crack attack.
Fell asleep on the couch; precious sleep. Missed alot of it last week.
Woke up.
I thought I was dying, I really did.
Mum called 000.
I was taken to hospital with them not knowing what was wrong.
Ends up I've had a really bad virus for ages which should have been picked up.
A day later I would have been admitted.
I am known to be currently enjoying being pampered by my mother, lounging on the couch, drinking warm brews and resting.
Go team.
So, how are we all?
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1 monkey| *giggles*
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Woo.
Okay so the Chispa saga is still going strong.
Back and forward to the vet we go. Tres fun.
Anywho, on the weekend I celebrated my birthday.
Sure it wasn't even May yet, but a whole pile of us went down to ye olde RSL.
Yes. The RSL. At first I wanted to fall into a black hole when I realised what the RSL is like.
However one thousand drinks later and a tonne of kick ass friends, and it was fucktonne good times.
Even the sober people had fun!
My god it was awesome catching up with some people!
Bohemian Rhapsody will NEVER be the same again (*prods Ava*)
It was the most fun I've had in so very very long
2 Days till my real birthday.
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2 monkeys| *giggles*
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Chispa Saga continued.
So on Tuesday just been I took Chispa to the vet to get her stitches out.
But instead of it being smoothe sailing, she was readmitted for another lot of surgery, and while they were there cut a mole out of her ear.
Got her back today, poor little baby.
So for me, it's back to 2 hourly drops for another million days.
Helllllllllooooooooooo lack of sleep.
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*giggles*
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Saturday, March 12th, 2005
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So I’ve been awake for over 24 hours now or so; some random brief naps in there.
My cat got sick last night.
I had to take her to the vet 6:30 last night, and then again at 10 this morning.
I was up all night putting drops in her left eye every two hours.
She had an ulcer on her left cornea.
So this morning I went to the cat optometrist; and she said that chispa had to be admitted for surgery.
They cut the ulcer out, and then stitched her eyelids half together.
So I'm awake tonight as well, every 2-4 hours, dropping drops of medication into her stitched up eye.
Terriff.
Either way, the moral of this story is my poor baby is cranky and all confused.
Bleh.
That is all.
Slightly blurry, but you can see the stitch coming from the top of her left eye
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1 monkey| *giggles*
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Tuesday, December 14th, 2004
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Friday, November 19th, 2004
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So.
We moved into our new house one week and one day ago.
A month and a bit living in a motel; a month and a bit of my animals staying in kennels.
The house is cool.
About a month ago I got my new car. It is spankin fun and purdy just a little.
Vroom.
Not overly sure what else to write.
Booyah.
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*giggles*
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Wednesday, October 6th, 2004
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| Time: | 10:00 am. |
| Mood: |  exhausted. | | Music: | The quiet murmurs of the packerinos. |
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So, this will be my first and last post for awhile or two.
Tomorrow, well technically today, I am moving house.
Everything is currently being packed, oh so neatly, into little cardboard boxes.
I, myself, have not slept in quite the long while.
A lot has changed again.
I am now full time at Domino's, but I can actually say I like it, cause I get to spend everyday with Em, which is good. For awhile there I didn't know where my life was heading cause we didn't really hang out.
All is okay in the world..except the not having anywhere to live tomorrow thing..and the having to wait for my car thing.
I bought a new car.
It is fun.
Welp.
Flip side.
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*giggles*
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Thursday, August 12th, 2004
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| Time: | 1:48 pm. |
| Music: | Blue States - The Season Song. |
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What is up my sister's?
Not a whole lot is going on. There has been a few major happenings recently, but nothing too scary.
Actually, some were kinda scary.
Katrice and I are friends again.
James and I still haven't killed eachother after spending close too 100 straight days together. Tam..well Tam is still black betty. The REAL black betty.
Kat bought a car.
I'm looking at buying a new car.
James totalled his Astina
James bought a 97 Celica (yesterday)
I went to the Ekka on Monday.
Weeeeeeeeeeeeee.
I have some sooper sweet photos of James' car (what was left) at the car yard.
I perhaps a little shall post them for everyone to see.
However I won't post the one's of him in drag.
However that would be fun.
Nyack.
Will add the photo's of Jimmy's car later as it's takin forever to upload them!
w00t.
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*giggles*
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I thought maybe I should probably update. Or maybe I shouldn't. I think I left my journal on quite a sad note. Maybe I should just get the guts to update. Just typing now I have butterflies in my stomach.
Bad butterflies.
A bit has changed I guess.
Em's in her new place and doing great, she's also now my manager. So I guess I'm probably getting a few perks. I'm now a driver, so I'm getting a whole fucktonne of hours. Soon, when I decide to, I'm going to become a shift-runner, so then I'd be getting quite a lot more fucktonne of hours.
Em and Kat are currently laughing their asses off at something..who knows what. I think it was fuckton-sexton..Yep, was.
So uh..where to begin. I quit TAFE awhile ago, I liked it at first, then I realised that I was becoming more and more depressed. Surely enough I put it together - the work we were doing at TAFE was giving me a mental breakdown. We were dealing with grief, loss and death, so basically it wasn't the best thing to be learning about when, I was trying so very hard, to come to grips with the death of my own father. After talking to a friend of mine, who also lost his father, long before I had lost mine, it came clear to me that I had to leave if I was ever going to get my life on track. When I was 13 it hit me hard that I had lost someone who, even though I barely knew, was such a huge part of my life. And so, 5 years later, I am still trying to come to grips that, he is never going to come back. After 5 years, I think I should be doing better then I am now, however, I suffered greatly, unknown to everyone else, that I was seriously lacking some sanity. Maybe I should have told someone that I was so upset, or maybe it doesn't matter so much now. It's no one's fault, aside my own. I was the only one that could help myself, and I just didn't have the strength.
I rolled the coke to em..Lost my train of thought. Maybe that's a good thing.
Either way. I'm trying now. I'm slowly but surely getting out of my rutt, and as soppy as this sounds, my friends, and em, are slowly helping me get myself together; and they don't even know it. I love them so much and I just find it tricky to tell them this. Either way, I hope they know it. I try to show it with little things, but, alas, I'm slowly trying to come out of my hole.
They're watching me type, and mocking me. Perhaps I will go and kill them all..Or both perhaps a little.
I think that's enough for now.
Who knows when we shall speak again.
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2 monkeys| *giggles*
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Woo.
Tomorrow be my 18th birthday.
Had my party last night.
It was so intriguing that I ended up driving home (I'd had nothing to drink)
I was more concerned about my cat. She was attacked by something a couple nights ago and I had to take her to a 24 vet clinic.
She was admitted with a high fever (over 40c) and I got her back yesterday arvo.
It sure is fun forcing her to take these little bright pink tablets when she has an inch long laceration down the middle of her tongue!
Anywho.
Got my licence on the 22nd of April first go. Hoorah.
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3 monkeys| *giggles*
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| Subject: | R.I.P. |
| Time: | 7:54 pm. |
| Mood: |  sad. | | Music: | A Perfect Circle - The Noose. |
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It’s almost 5 years since you’ve been gone. Sometimes it feels like you were never here to begin with. But what would I know; I never knew you. I was a part of you; but I never knew who you were; what you were like. It’s a shame we never really got to meet, and I’m sorry you’re gone. Sometimes I still sit and cry about you. I think about whom I remember you being, and try to incorporate things people have told me about you all my life. Alas it never really works.. I can never really remember much about you at all; I guess I never will.
You can’t meet someone you’re never known. I just wish that I could have stopped the pain you had felt that night. It must have been so bad. You tried so hard to alert someone; something, anything. But you couldn’t make it from your bed. I’m sorry I couldn’t say goodbye to you. I’m sorry I never told you I loved you. I’m sorry I can’t remember you loving me.
Maybe one day soon we’ll meet again; maybe on that day I’ll be able to meet you and know who you really were, not who people tell me you were. If you hadn’t left, maybe we could have known each other.
I wish I could have hugged you goodbye. It was such a rarity to be hugged by you, which is a shame.
I sometimes wish this had never happened.
I woke up when it did.
I remember crying out ‘daddy’ at 2 in the morning.
I was so scared.. I was only a child.
I cried and made myself go back to sleep; forced myself to shrug it off.
That afternoon I found out why I’d woken up.
You were gone.
I loved you as much as I could.
Goodbye daddy.
13/10/1955 – 22/03/1999
The End.
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6 monkeys| *giggles*
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Thursday, March 18th, 2004
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| Time: | 7:59 pm. |
| Mood: | Fucked Off. | | Music: | A Perfect Circle - The Noose. |
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For those of you that 1. Care 2. Even know where I work:
I no longer work at the Cannon Hill store. I now work at the Birkdale store as a crew trainer. This stuff doesn't happen very often. It's a giant promotion. Essentially I'm going with the regional manager to fix this store up.
Go me.
Yep..go me.
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3 monkeys| *giggles*
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