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Name: Amy
Gender: Female
Interests: music/singing, art, eating, writing, reading, cats, laughing, internetting, driving, videogaming, running, sleeping, painting, etc.
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AIM:  amy pshh
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3/11/2007
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| why does this life have to be such a roller coaster? i don't mind it every now and then, but when it's too consistent... it just destroys me. i don't know what to do with myself. i feel useless and worthless when this happens. i'm just left to wither, and wait.
i don't know how much more i can take. | | |
| well, earning/saving money is going quite well. i've pretty much planned everything so it works out smoothly. i'm definitely going to Canada! way excited for that... (: all my stupid debts are almost paid for so i can focus on the Canada trip and have a fanfreakintastic time!
i might be getting a second job again. back at the donut shop. except, it won't be with Allen's parents, it'll be WITH Allen. he's opening up his own shop in january. we're going to talk about it tomorrow over some dinner. i'm still thinking about it... i don't know if it'll be a wise choice, but i loved the fact that i always had money with two jobs. even the one job at the donut shop after i quit Starbucks, i still had a lot of money. so i'm pretty much getting drawn back to that fact. but we'll see. /crosses fingers in hopes of good news
i'm beginning to get sick. and it sucks BALLS. ugh. i hope it doesn't get worse than this (sore throat). i'll be so upset and mad. everybody is SICK. i want to be that small percentage that ISN'T. blahhsdfkl;sdk;f.
tomorrow Kira is getting a flea bath and having Frontline applied on her. fucking fleas! i hate fleas... they're the worst thing in this world. my enemy. they love my blood, it's so unfortunate for me. i'm like a fucking magnet to them and it really sucks. so if i'm in an area where animals have fleas, or the environment has them, then i'm screwed. so Ian and i are going to clean his house tomorrow while Kira is at the animal hospital getting cleaned up. so i'm praying/hoping that blows over smoothly... no more fleas! please! D:
i need sleep. | | |
| i'm going to stay optimistic. i'm saving up for the Canada trip, i'm going to go! I AM! /screams like a crazy person
seriously... i'm so determined. i'm going to pick up more hours at work, my mom said she would help with some funds. even ian will give me a little money to help as well. so i think everything will be alright. tomorrow or next week, i think i'm going to go start the process for my passport. definitely going to need that... i wish i knew people who had little kids so i could babysit them. maybe i'll go about petsitting. any ideas to make some quick extra money? | | |
| ugh. it's really stressful not being able to do the things i want to do because of money. it fucking sucks... i always meet people who have it good and have money. or their parents have money. i have neither. and i'm so sick of it.
i want to go to Canada SO badly with my boyfriend for Christmas. is that going to happen? the outcome is looking very very very bleak. plane tickets are so expensive... and i'd need to get a passport. so i'm pretty much fucked, and it makes me extremely sad. he went somewhere last year too and i was stuck babysitting the puppy during Christmas. alone.
so i'm just extremely frustrated and sad. this sucks so much. maybe if the loan i applied for like a fucking month and a half ago would finally come through, THEN i'd be able to go. but as of now, i'm too broke and i'm unable to purchase a plane ticket or get a passport. and it makes me feel very depressed. i'm so jealous of ian for that. he gets to go to awesome places with his family, it's like they don't care about money. i wish i could be carefree about it. it's so annoying. so very annoying.
someone robbed the bank of america by my house today, maybe i should do that too. maybe that robber was in the same situation as me and was desperate to get out of this place. i guess i know how he feels.
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