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Its Only Life - Kate Voegele
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
cash!

the tax cash thingey money came in
daddy called me up
i think he tot i should pay him back
wahahaha
nvermd
hopefully i get my cheque pay oday
seriusly im broke
and i need a new dress
dun ask
on a lighter note
i miss starbucks
my workload jus adds up to infinity
and im gna met my cafe peeps dis friday
yeeeehaaaa
sooo many things to share
(dun ask me whtehr that sylats cumin.im the organiser she nt invited and the nex thing u know,shes gna organised a simlar one and go around tellin im nt invited.dumb ass bitch!)
anyway,letsput angst aside
it wasnt a right day to accompany boyfie to occer on sundays but the recent one made my bf actually played and shes a small amount of fats
it was a blast frm the past situation wif me avoiding eye contacts or possible conversation wif pudgey bestfren and murshie was came and said hi to my face
i miss those times but im tryin to be friendly here
i dun understand why you can go around and be nice to everyone else bt nt me
i noe im nt friendly but of all the people tat i know
i expect you to know the way to break into my unfriendlines exterior
and i noe i shouldnt be hoping for you to do it jsu liek boyfie said but again of all peopel i expect you to know me
yada yada i kne people change but if you value teh friendship before and tehreafter irrgardless of all shit, and you not eating up your words, all of us are still the same person...



im on rest mode
boss's on meeting out there..
hopefully this rest mode continues for a bit longer than awhile
toodles!
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