| Fuck...I hate being a poor ass SOB |
[Aug. 29th, 2005|12:52 am] |
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So, life is being so fucking cruel to me right now.Tonight I applied to the University of Iowa as a transfer student. Why? Because I'm too fucking poor to attend the great UofC. I'm still waiting on my financial aid decision, but the director already told my mom I should go to another school. Fucking aye!!! I would never have thought my life so far would be like this. I mean even if I get an alright package, I still need a loan to pay for my books. But I need a co-signer for that...and I can't find one. I want to stay at the UofC, but I guess society says that If you're too fucking poor you can't receive the best education out there. Things haven't changed. They've gotten worse. And the divide between the rich and the poor continues to grow. I'm not going to give up or in. I'm going to show the world something one day, one day soon. |
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| Sending you to... |
[May. 15th, 2005|02:28 pm] |
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Summer is almost here and still I have no job!! I NEED a job! I NEED money!! I'm a dork, sue me. Time to get back to work and stop being a demanding, over achieving, annoyingly selfish little bitch. A bientot. |
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| Exploitation of the Mind |
[Apr. 24th, 2005|09:16 pm] |
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Ok, check this...I have a boyfriend that's been great to me for the past two weeks. He's a good friend of mine out here. Problem...I'm afraid of attachments. To use the typical guy term for this feeling: I care about him alot. I'm not falling all head over heels for him, I just like being with him, but I feel as if I'm a bore or something like to that affect. I've had fun hanging out with him, glo, alex, mike, and shane (and all those other folks I've neglected to mention) for the past few days. Maybe it's just me but something doesn't feel right. Hell, why am I even writing on this journal thing when I said I'd stop...now the whole world can read and marvel at how much I am in denial of all this! I'm not truly in denial, just pulling back a little...making a real relationship out of this I guess. Maybe we spend too much time together, I don't know? Anyone who observes us feel free to comment. Maybe I should just focus on my freaking work for now, I have to go. |
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[Oct. 17th, 2004|10:40 pm] |
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to those lost in a million thoughts of nothingness. the nothingness that never seems to subsist. that nagging feeling in one's gut that never goes away. to feel like something could be more than what it ought to be. to feel the power of destiny. it's unimaginable. |
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| Nothin Left to do |
[May. 24th, 2004|06:17 pm] |
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Gosh, I'm so excited i graduate on Saturday. This week is a breeze and I'm going to have plenty of fun. Then I'll have to get serious again when I go to U of C, but that's alright. Life is great, not many worries for me, at least for now. In case I didn't mention it, I'm new at this whole livejournal thing but have plenty of friends who do this. I'm a kid from Elgin, IL it's about 45min from Chicago. Well gotta go. AIM: mmars137 |
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