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Today, I bring joyous news. Kya's cat, Dinah (yay Alice in Wonderland), had kittens last night around 3am. She had a litter of 4, two black, and two brown striped tabbies, and she's doing great. Mom's tired but is being a great kittymom.
I've never seen newborn kittens before... they kinda look like rats with lion shaped tiny heads. and the noise they make is SO CUTE!! I'll post some pictures as soon as momkitty allows, she's very protective, as I can understand. I've had a hard time keeping Gizmo, his other cat, out of the box she's in. He's just curious, but I don't want him to get in there and make her mad. Giz is being good right now, just sitting in my lap, but he won't stop starring at the makeshift nursery we mad for her. Poor boy. lol
It's early to be talking like this, but if there's anyone or knows anyone that's looking for a kitten, let me know. When we can determine the gender of the kittens, all the other vet jazz that has to go on and such, and are old enough to separate, we need to find them loving homes. It's going to break my heart seeing them go, but unfortunately, they all can't stay. This will be her first and only litter, so after this you won't see another post like this one. Like I said, I'll post pictures as soon as Dinah allows, so be patient. Trust me though, they're adorable!Current Mood:  KITTENS Current Music: newborn kitten squeeks |
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On Tuesday March 11, 2008 my Mustang died.
I was in a horrific accident and my baby was totaled. I miss it so damn much. It's been hard for me lately and it's only going to get harder. I've been looking for replacements for my beautiful pony for the past two days, and found something oddly enough at the same dealership where my pony came from. Unless you've lost a car that you loved, you can't grasp how it feels, but I can't walk by or look at another Mustang right now. It's too painful. Mom got my plates and my bumper with "MUSTANG" printed into it. They're in a box in the garage. I might hang it somewhere eventually. I still have my keys too. I might post pictures of my Stang if I can bring myself to do so. I was three miles from home when it happened. Three. If only I hadn't come home early...Current Mood:  tears roll down ivory skin Current Music: Within Temptation - Memories |
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Ah life...
Friday: lovely, lovely morning... Mustang, meet black ice. Oh we can't forget... Mustang, meet DITCH. = D lovely morning, like I said. Fishtailing into a 360+ is something I never want to do again. Thank you black ice, my life is now more complete because of your near death experience/lesson. Lesson: Never drive a light car over black ice during a turn. Yay.
Monday: my job position has been taken and the woman didn't have the balls to tell me. : / Man, how unprofessional can you get. Oh well, there are more fish in the sea.
Tuesday: Will hopefully be much, much better. <3
P.S. Happy birthday mom!Current Mood: *crosses fingers* Current Music: Ave Maria |
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So I love how I'm supposed to be able to read everyone's mind now a days. I'm sorry, I left my psychic hat at the old house, or maybe I gave it to good will? Anyway, if you want to tell me something, tell me, don't wait for an opportunity to one-up me or wait till I'm having a bad moment then make me feel like shit because whatever your issue is is worse than mine.
I'm hurt right now because someone who's close to me feels it necessary to keep important issues from me until I bring up something with my life. Why do people do this? I can't read your mind. I'll listen to you and help you any way I can, but if you don't tell me, I don't know. So stop doing that. It hurts me and now my day is worse than it was because of this. I'm also not going to pry into your life to get your goings on either. Share with me, I'll listen. Its not healthy to keep everything inside to fester. It turns your personality rotten and your mood foul.
You'll probably never read this, because I know you don't check it. So just consider what you're doing next time you keep things from me. I cry a lot because of things you DON'T do, like let me into your life I tell you everything, yet I get hardly anything from you. It's sad really, when you consider. Let me in, please?
This is another instance where I feel a title is all I carry and not any value as someone close to you. I'm wrong, I know that, but it's sad that I get nothing out of you until you're ready to snap at me, which is what happened just now. Now that my feelings are written down, I hope you see this and see how it effects me. I hope you have a wonderful day.Current Mood: let me be a part of you Current Music: office ramblings |
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Osiris
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May. 8th, 2007 @ 10:59 am
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Ok, so I got a kitten!
I went to go find Mama, and I was looking in the other drains and I found my lil guy huddled up in a bunch of leaves. No other kittens, just him. I don't know how long he was there for, but mom said that I could keep him! He has a white body with a black tail and a few lil black spots all over him. As the title states, his name is Osiris and pictures will come soon. <3
He was so skittish when I brought him home, and now he's my lil lap kitten. He falls asleep on me and stuff. He's adorable. if you want to see him now, check www.myspace.com/loutzifer he's in my pictures. ^_^Current Mood:  KITTEH Current Music: ITE class goings on. |
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Today as I was coming out of my photography exam, I noticed a lovely calico cat sitting next to a storm drain. Now usually I wouldn't check it out, but she just kept sitting there looking around. So I decided I'd take a look. Inside the drain were three beautiful kittens. "Mama" as I've named her, didn't have tags or even a flee collar, so I figured she had been dumped after her owners found out she was pregnant. People can be so cruel...
I felt so sorry for Mama and her little ones that I went to Kroger and bought a dish and a bunch of food for her. I know she was scared and hungry. I didn't know how long she had been down there. I wanted to see if I could also get all of them out of the sewer and into a BIG box and take them to a shelter. But get this, when I called the woman on the other end said that I could bring them to the shelter to be EUTHANIZED! WHY THE HELL WOULD I BRING THEM THERE FOR THAT?! That was the purpose of calling, to see if they had space for them. But mom and I went to the store and got them food. I had come up to the opening of the drain and Mama was hissing at me, but I stayed a 'safe' distance away to make her feel safe and opened up two cans of wet cat food for her and slowly slid the tray closer. I had never seen a cat eat so much. She must have not had food for a while cuz she downed another whole can. Three cans of food. and of course I gave her water too. After sitting there and watching me open cans for her, Mama let me touch her and actually play with her a little. she let me touch her three kittens too. That was amazing. There were two Orange striped tabbies. one all orange and the other one had white paws and stomach. and the other one, the runt, who I'm really concerned about, was black with lil spots of white on his face and paws.
Mom and I were attracting a crowd just sitting next to the storm drain and eventually the campus guards came over and we showed them the kittens and they said we could sit there till we got them out and left. Now I could have grabbed Mama, but I couldn't get the little ones. they were right up against the back of the ledge in the drain. Luckily for us, there was a maintenance guy that drove up and was like "So I see someone else has found the kittens!" and we talked to him for a bit and he actually offered to get the drain up for us. So he went and got a crow bar and popped the lid up. We were able to get two of them. The orange and white tabby had followed Mama down into the drain and the black one and the all orange tabby were left.
When we got them out, they would fit in your hand, they were that tiny. The guy said they were only like 5 weeks old. I had gotten attached to the orange tabby and named him Oliver (anyone see Oliver & Company? that's what he looks like and he's kinda in the same situation too.) I held him in my arms and he was so tiny and scared. My mom said I had to put them back cuz they were so small. I cried. I didn't want to do it. But I put them in the drain again and when we got home, my mom said, "Jess, we should have taken Oliver with us. I'm sorry I made you put the little bugger back. I wish we hadn't now."
So I hope they're alright. I'm going back tomorrow morning with more food. And if Oliver's there, I'm taking him with me. I don't care. He's my kitten and I'm at least saving one. I'm sitting here crying because I'm worried about them and I miss my kitten. </3 My heart's breaking knowing he's in a storm drain somewhere. I'll take him home tomorrow. The other two kittens have homes with the JTCC staff and I'd need to find a home for Mama. I'll work it out.
May. 3rd, 2007 @ 09:13 pm
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My poor Skittls died. </3 He got ick or something and didn't last very long after that despite getting drops for his water to clear it up. Maybe I cought it too late. I'm sorry skittles....
On a lighter note. I got that internship for the city. W00t for money, which I'm in need of. Gas isn't cheap and when you drive from chesterfield to midlo JTCC campus to the Chester Campus then back home or across to broad street everyday, you're looking at gasing up every 2 days. x_X I wish I was at ODU ONLY cuz I didn't have to use my car so much. I miss walking to class. although with my allergies owning my soul righ now maybe it's not such a good thing. *sneeze* yep. not a good thing.
So what's new in the world? Everyone's got their own agenda and I'm feeling lonely. I miss everyone. I miss when Jen and I would be retarded in B&N and do retarded things when we were sleep drunk. I still have those doodles on my whiteboard , btw. I miss going to Martha's house in the mornings to pick her up and having to yell at her to get her up and out the door "on time" but we were still late. I miss the crew. I do. Life takes a fast track after high school and everyone leaves. I'm here and everyone else is far away. No one even lets ME know when they'll be home for a weekend. I find out from other people after breaks are over. I'm always in town now. Bored and in town....
*to be continued later, now I have to go to class*
Apr. 12th, 2007 @ 10:07 am
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today... today was kinda boring to tell the truth. The only interesting part of the day was that I bought a Betta fish. His name is Skittles and he puffs his gills out. O_o; I didn't know they did that, but mine does. how peculiar. Any who, this was a totally random update and really was pointless. Thought I'd waste your life. fun! ^_^
PS... I need a name for a lil boy dollfie.
Mar. 18th, 2007 @ 11:48 pm
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| » The task at hand that consumes my life |
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So I know I haven't posted in forever and a day, but I've been really, REALLY busy. My family has decided to move, I transfered to JTCC from ODU, my life is a spiral of confusion, I'm working on some designs for a website, classes are eating my soul, and a bunch more things. Like going to Katsucon again.
So, first up: Moving. Moving sucks BIG TIME. I've lived in this house since I was 1 and a half. I grew up in my house. I don't want to box up my things and put them in a POD until further notice. They're my things.... I've already had to throw away or give away a lot of my stuff and it's depressing! I haven't packed as much as I should have, but hey, I'm still living in this house damnit! The realter wants us to get 50% of our furniture out of the house so it "looks more open" I think it looks ugly. She also wants us to repaint 3 rooms. Why? Paint them when they move in with an allowance. We don't have time to paint AND pack. Deal with it lady.
Classes at JTCC are so much harder than at ODU... it's not even funny. I have to study WAY more than I EVER did at ODU. Just my Psych class alone eats up at least 4 hours of my time a day. I love all my classes, don't get me wrong, but they're hard. That's alright, because I guess I get more out of them in the long run. ^_^
A guy in my psych class is a programmer for the city of richmond and asked me if I was interested in a job. He wants me to make a few logos and a website layout for a friend of his family's antique shop! Best part, I get paid. <3 I'm excited. I'm in the process of making up a few bottons and a navigation bar right now, but I was given full range of creativity, so I hope the lady likes my work. *crosses fingers*
I'm going to end this one right now... I have class at 8 so I should get to sleep... haha yea, right. Promise to post sooner. Night all <3
Feb. 26th, 2007 @ 01:58 am
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Just another day, trying to make it by. I cope the best I can, but that's not enough. Karma hates me, and that's that. In a matter of 10 minutes, my day is thrown off. It's not fair how he is. My dad is SATAN sometimes, I hate him right now. He never says anything right. He goes out of his way just to get me to get upset with him. This time, it was about how asia is such a horrible place to be. He took time out of his work day to dig up articles about things from the past about any asian country just to print out about 60 pages worth of crap. It was even highlighted, so he did go out of the way to draw my attention to things. Its not fair what he does. it's not. And it doesn't help me when I tell a certain person I had a fight with my dad. That entails greater detail and said person decides to go back to said person's home country. I'm emotional right now. crying, shaking. Makeup is all down my face. I can hardly see through tear filled eyes. I'm just so afraid of losing people. I've already gone through heartbreak once. It's not fun, and I don't want to do that again... is that so hard to ask?
ps, I can give a damn less right now if people think I'm being emo. kiss my ass. when it happens to you, well see if the shoe is on the other foot.
Jan. 9th, 2007 @ 11:45 pm
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Alright. I want to know what all of you would do in a situation like this. I've been "hired" to make a design for the Manchester High marching band for the sides of their U-Haul truck. So whatever I come up with is going to be enlarged to like 16x10 feet. Huge. So I'm taking it seriously. I want this to look good so I can sorta advertise. Maybe get some more jobs down the road somewhere. Seems logical, right?
Well, I was asking my mom, who runs her own business from home, about some issues I was having in the design and she counters with "Jessica, I don't know why you're taking things out of proportion. It's really not that serious of a deal. I mean, really, it's not." So I'm agitated now. Why? Because not only will it come back on ME as being a bad artist, but the fact that she's being hypocritical. She owns an embroidery business, so she obviously works with color. Well, before christmas she had a design that had been printed out in black and white and asked my OPINION of the colors she should use. I HELPED OUT! I could have told her "oh, it's not that serious, mom, really." but she would have yelled at me or kicked me out for 'being disrespectful'.
So, in short, do you people thing I'm overreacting, or is it just my mom? I want my design to look good. I want compliments on it, like people do with my shirts that I made for them. >_< Arg.
Jan. 3rd, 2007 @ 02:56 pm
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I've been home since Sunday, and every day it's been the same thing. Wake up, take a shower, do nothing, eat nothing till dinner, wait for Kya to get online or call me, then go to bed around 3/4am and then wake up again to repeat the cycle again the next day. It sucks here. No one ever wants to do anything. No one really even wants to contact me, so why did I come back? Shit, I could have stayed at the dorm.I kinda wish I had stayed in Newport. At least there are people there who want to do things with me. Kya's there and so are my russian friends. I was just there last night tho. And even though I got to see Kya for the first time in a week, I only saw him for three hours. The rest of the time I was sleeping. and I had to come home for NO REASON. I even tried to bargan my way into staying down there and my father said I had to come back. And when I got home, know what I did? Sat here and wonderd why I just didn't stay anyway. I hate to disobey my parents, but it's not like they really needed me around today. All I want is to move out of this house and be with Kya. It's ridiculous maybe, but that would be all I would need. I practically lived with him for the last two months when I was at ODU (I transfered back to JTCC). I hate that college campus so much.... >_> but back to the point. I miss him. Bottom line. I guess that's what I'm trying to say.
Now that I've talked to two other people about this issue, I still feel like I did when I first started writing this, but a little better. Now I have plans for what January is going to hold. Moving out and telling the truth... after 8 and a half months I still haven't actually said that I have a boyfriend. It was easier not to! I feel bad, believe me, I don't want to lie to my parents, but some things are better left as secrets for a time longer. I'm sorry mom and dad...
Dec. 23rd, 2006 @ 01:51 am
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WARNING: I tend to write on the sad side. Don't read if you don't want to be sad.
Thoughts
Self pity and self doubt.
Do I have what it takes?
Are our worlds so different?
I love you
1:30 am and you’re on my mind
Am I in your dreams?
Wandering inside your head
A muse at play
Sitting on my bed
You scent still lingers here
Playing with my mind
Shackled to you
Far from me
Far from your embrace
My mind wanders
Do you see me?
Piano in my headphones
Reminds me of you
Sad and beautiful
Like the rain
Falls from the sky
Plays on leaves of dying trees
Drips to the ground
Tears on my cheek
So insecure without you
Without your touch
So far away
Empty inside
Nov. 11th, 2006 @ 02:11 am
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so those assholes that I've been complaining about on my fucking hall are STILL being loud as fuck. It's 1:18. I have a fucking 9am class. I've had NO sleep. I won't get any sleep. Because of them, I've lost more sleep hours than I have in a LONG fucking time. I'm going to be short with people, and I'm going to be cranky. And it'll be their fault. God Damn them to HELL. I want them dead or kicked out of the fucking university. It's not fair to me or the other people on my hall, who don't possess a backbone, won't complain about them. I'm sure as hell tired of this shit. And I'm sure the others are too. AAAHHHHHH! It's fucking ridiculous. I could spit magma. I would really like to just set their door on fire and watch them burn inside. I don't have any intentions to do that, but it'd kinda be like payback. They're just lucky as hell they didn't do this last week. I was PMSing and there is NO WAY IN HELL you can negotiate with a woman with PMS. We're like terrorists, only no negotiations. It doesn't work like that. Kami kaze pilot except I come out alive in the end. I'm invincible. MUHAHAHAH Half of this is not going to make ANY fucking sense, unless you're here and know that's been done. But one half of the hall has a court order and the other side is STILL loud. Do they all want to go to jail? Because you better believe it that I'd do it to them. I'd get every last one of those asses there and on top of that, I'd get them thrown out of the university. I think they have weed anyway. So there you have it. I rest (haha no pun intended about sleeping) my case. I would really like to know a cop in the area.... oh, would I...... >_>
Any suggestions?
Nov. 8th, 2006 @ 02:35 am
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I'm in my room, it's 8 according to my Mac Clock, and I'm cold. The ACs not on and the window's closed. I'm drinking some green tea, but I still feel a bit ill. This could be because 1) I really am getting sick 2) Lack of sleep due to assholes on the floor who like to blast their rap music at 2 in the fucking morning!! 3) it's mold/dust. I just moved into a new room and now my roommate is Victoria <3 *glee* so maybe it's just the dust or something in the room. That's really what I hope it is cuz I dun like being sick. I cough when I lay down and I sneeze in the mornings. anyone know what this might turn into? I refuse to get sick. ~_~
Oct. 20th, 2006 @ 08:00 am
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Why bother talking? It wastes your time and mine. Glad your buddies are more important to you than talking to me for 10 minutes. Thanks
Oct. 13th, 2006 @ 02:36 am
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As you could guess, I'm at home right now. It's my brother's birthday on the 10th, but since that's in the middle of the week, I won't be able to get home. So we're doing this family thing this weekend. I was also supposed to get my car back from the shop. But, as fate would have it, I didn't. My dad called them and they claim that right as he called they finished. Haha, yea right. What do you take me for? Anyway, they said that by the time they got over there, they'd be closed. So no car for me. Guess what, they're closed on the weekends. I lose. I get my baby back next Friday. I hope. It would depend on if it takes 4 fucking hours or not like it did today. With the combination of rain and people in Virginia not being able to drive, it'll take that long. So that car trip was fabulous. >_> We almost got into an accident cuz of people cutting Victoria off and just general bad driving all around. USE YOUR DAMN SIGNALS!!! >_< Three weeks after the accident and I still freak out when I get too close to a car. I go in to 'heart attack' mode and my heart skips a beat and I tend to cling to things in the car. Such as the seat or the door frame and wince. Yep. I'm traumatized. I prolly should go to counseling or something like that, but that's time consuming, I don't have the money for it, and I'll eventually get over it myself I hope. I know people have been in worse accidents, but for me, that was as bad as I wanted it to be. Obviously because of the way I react now. I'm really kinda scared to start driving again. I'll need time to get myself over my fear of closeness to other cars and tail lights in general. Wish me luck (I'll need it).
So Nekocon 9..... Anyone going? My boyfriend and I are. I'm not sure if I'll be able to cosplay: one, lack of money. Two, lack of time. Three, lack of a fabric store. Four, lack of a sewing machine and I'll be DAMNED if I'll hand sew a cosplay outfit. I know people that have done it, and they did fine with it, but that's too much effort for me. I'd do it on details to an outfit, but not the whole bloody thing. Haha, no. But if we did csoplay, I'd need to start to put materials together now. And I don't know what I want to do, nor do I have a group. Not that I would need a group, it's just more fun that way. I need to get registered, but stupid Norfolk ODU branch of Bank of America (they're not all like this, I promise) didn't send me my debit card like they said they would. Grr... so no pre-reg for me. Poop. I was hoping to get the $35 badge instead of the $45 one at the door. Lucky that I don't need a hotel room. Yay for ODU's location for Neko. So yea. Feedback on who's going would be nice.
Now what to talk about? I'm kinda bored at 12:12 (according to Mac clock). The bf's "too tired to talk to me" so he went to sleep. That or would rather watch TV... >_> Gr. He'll prolly end up reading this and that would just be my luck. lol. Sorry baby (if you read this particular post). Nothing to do.... I should download stuff, but then I'd have to wait for it to finish. I could read fanfics, but I don't know what series to read for. I could watch Nana on Youtube? Maybe sleep would be a better option? No ones online that would talk to me right now. They're the sensible people. I poison people's minds. lol. you didn't know that till now, did you my loyal readers? XD Muhahaha. Yep, so definitely bored. I'd play PS2, but bro's playing Sly Cooper or whatever it's called. ~_~ I need my own PS2. Well, I have one, but it's in my dorm room, and that's where I'm not. So that doesn't help at all. heh
Oh yea, and I can play clarinet O_o; interestingly enough. My brother got one for band. Yes, yes, he's a little band-ee. awww. lol. But he let me attempt to play it, and I can! *glee* lol. Yea. I think that's it for me tonight.
Oct. 7th, 2006 @ 04:28 am
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Escape
A way out of all the stress.
I'll never give you up.
Worlds will die
and the heavens my fall
but nothing can tear us apart.
Drowning
suffocation by life
bleak as it my be
Shit happens
then you die
Hoping
against all odds
that things will turn for the better
Cuz that's all we need
Just once
Luck will shine on us
Against all odds
we'll rise from the ashes
of an apocalyptic scene
perfect figures in ashes
Fate
conspires against
lovers like us
star-crossed
maybe we are
separation
a pain
worse than death
itself.
Heaven
help us
Help the children
Sep. 28th, 2006 @ 12:27 am
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Raven haired Prize
taken, dropped, taken, and dropped again
my turn
It's your fault
you lost your prize
I picked up the treasure
you left behind
you said you loved
then let go
now you regret?
Three changes
that's the charm
apparently not for you
It's just my luck
that it is for me.
My precious love
obsidian eyes like jewels
Hair like silk
Soft skin and a voice like velvet.
He is not a prize to be won
feeble attempts are
VOID and
NULL
Don't seek revenge
you gave up your claims
You had your chance
wash your hands of it
I'd keep my treasure
locked in a box,
morals prevent me from
drastic measures
so to you,
wolves in sheep's skin,
is where you leave;
empty handed
treasure less.
I know that doesn't make much sense, but throw me a bone here! I've been up since 4 this morning and it's 12:37 (according to my Mac clock) and I have a 9am class! JOY
Feedback is welcome <3 thanks
*edit* I found my original draft so I added it in there. Hope it makes a little more sense now. ^_^;
Sep. 27th, 2006 @ 12:40 am
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Alright, my math class is for stupid people... therefor I am forced to entertain myself. So what do I do? Bring my iPod!!
So I'm sitting there, listening to my music (the TRAX woot ^_^ ) and math dude (that's his name) leans over to me and goes "Hey, what'er you doing?"
Me: "listening to my iPod"
Math Dude: "You've been listeing to that the whole time?!"
Me: "yep. Provides entertainment. She's putting everyone to sleep."
Math Dude: "Who are you listeining to?"
Me: "a foreign band. The TRAX"
Math dude: "So what are they, french?"
Me: "No, Korean."
Math dude: "Oh.... so what time is this class over?"
Me: "4:15"
Math dude: "Hey, do you like to party? It's my friends birthday party tonight on 38th street. I want to invite you. and if you go, just for you, you can have free beer!"
Me: *walks away*
so that was the most interesting part of my day today... Being asked to a party so some guy can get me drunk and possibly rape me.... I think not.
Sep. 13th, 2006 @ 04:27 pm
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