Diary of Goddess: Life Lessons Learned

I started this blog in HS, when I was this materialistic, but saying I wasn't materialistic first to start a blog and thought my life was so fab since all I did was school, shop, & friends. Fast forward 4 years later, I became this college student that realized that college life wasn't like the movies and MY struggle began...Some 10 years from HS and here I am, living my dream of going to law school, bringing a whole new meaning to MY struggle…

Monday, March 04, 2002

No. 104

MY MOM IS SUCH A FREAK.

Ok, so I never envisioned this, but I should have seen this coming, this coming from a person who tatoos her eyebrows as well as her eyeliner. Yes, she's thinking about getting wrinkles whatever off her face. What a nut? Yes, they're protruding quite hideously, but I mean, it's the whole thing about getting old. It's what happens.

Ok, WSU AGAIN

Do these people not stop. I swear, they're like hunting me down like a criminal trying to get me to attend all these things. It's so annoying, that's why I know that I'd never make it in a private school. I'd never attend all those functions. UGH. TANGENT: UW PISSES ME OFF!!!

Calling Peeps Up

So, today I received 3 phone calls. It makes me feel popular yet totally annoyed at the same time. It's not from the people I enjoy talking to for long periods of time.

Blogging

I didn't blog yesterday. Believe it not, I was putting in order all my blogs on Word, so I could save it, and maybe one day look through it again or show my grandkids. Actually, I don't want to look at it again, because it's just shameless bitching and I know for a fact, that when I bitch, it makes me seem like such an ass.

Rose says can we tell the differences between classes and asks is money the root of all evil?

My point is this: I personally can tell the difference in class, just give me five minutes and if necessary a conversation, and I can figure you out. Money is the root of all evil? Well, yea because when you buy something, you want to buy something else, blame in on the media or human nature, but money is the aid and it's a damn good one. Sorta as how using a gun is a damn good aid in killing someone.

I'm short and sweet today. I really don't know what's wrong? Oh yea, I do know what's wrong.

So when Grad comes...

I'm looking forward to it, I actually think I might not cry. Reason why, people here are just ever changing and it really makes me sad of what BHS has become. There's not really positive about it anymore. No one talks to Gary. Everyone is such a bitch and totally doesn't respect people. I have a feeling people have problems with appearances. Education is slacking and everyone just cares about dubs. Our campus looks like shit. The teachers are totally mean or either so naive about the students here that they're completely ditzy I guess one shall say. My friends are totally not what I envisioned them to be, they're great and all, but it's just something about them that makes me uneasy- I just can't put my finger on it. I'll be glad to go to another hell hole. At least I know, that my hell hole will be freedom of going to get a Mocha Venti whatever-o whenever I want, instead of sitting at home with Lucky.

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