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least I'm not STILL up at 6:30

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least I'm not STILL up at 6:30
11.10.07 7:30 a.m.

Who's my reader that uses AOL? Nothing's the matter, I'm just a bit paranoid about the court hearing and knowing who is reading the diary (evidence lol).

Being up at 6:30 fucking sucks, but it isnt as early as I used to have to be up for the nursing home. And there really isn't too much panic on the way to work aside from having to rely on my mom getting me there on time and having to ride with her (and listen to her bitch about what a loser and shitty mom I am the whole way there). Right now it's 7:38, I gotta be there at 8 and she's just now washing her hair. Then she'll have to blow dry it, curl it, frou-frou it up, hairspray it etc. It's a 7-10 minute drive there....

Some young girl that's training for cashier was throwing up all yesterday, and last night I felt like I was gonna throw up but I didnt. it might have been me eating kfc chicken strips too fast.

Sucky things I learned bout walmart (u know besides all the other sucky things u already know) 1) pay is every 2 weeks 2) benefits dont kick in till 1 year if ur fulltime and 2 years if ur part time (FT=34 hours) 3) Im not even considered part time, Im SEASONAL which aint squat, till I get hired FT or PT after the season 3) the discount is only 10%. 4) There's a manditory HOUR lunch, like I wanna be there any effen longer!!!


Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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About Me
I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!!

Examples of My Insanity
Dead On Mental Health Quiz
Tuna Noodle Casserole Story
Explaining Myselves
Biting Off Redneck's Finger
Got So Crazy Scratched Til I Bled
How I Found Nirvana
Leaving Lon After 7 Years
Bad Luck On 3 July 4ths
Random Craziness (FBI Please Disregard)
How I Ended Up A Junky
Almost Getting Raped by a Marine
Typical Weekend in Ohio
How Cobain Saved My Life


How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?


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WHAT'S MY NAME?!?