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I can't believe this thread had over 40 pages and it isnt even a week old

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Just means you have a bunch of people loving you! That my friend is wonderful... Keep up the good work guys and br... hugs to you sweet!;)

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You don't deserve a cookie if you cheated. :( Yeah, you need to go study some more

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Whaaaa!! But, I want a cookie!! I didn't totally cheat!! Whaaaa!! :( :( :( :(

Would you please give me some more acronyms to study? I promise that I won't kind of, sort of cheat the next time!

Here's some baklava from Harry & David. Enjoy!

Tmi
g2g
I don't know
2L8
Addy
Bbfn

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Here's some baklava from Harry & David. Enjoy!

tmi
g2g
idk
2L8
addy
bbfn

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Those are kind of hard, teacher! Are you sure that I can study and remember what they mean?

Several are review.

Memorize these by next Monday --

Chat and Usenet Acronyms and Abbreviations

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Several are review.

Memorize these by next Monday --

Chat and Usenet Acronyms and Abbreviations

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Yes MA'AM! MA'AM! :p

I sat up last night until 3 a.m. waiting for you and to hear stories about your gig. I just have to go to bed now. It's 1 a.m. already.

Any ideas on what adventure a 4th or 5th grader could have (in 1200 words)? I need an adventure idea.

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I sat up last night until 3 a.m. waiting for you and to hear stories about your gig. I just have to go to bed now. It's 1 a.m. already.

Any ideas on what adventure a 4th or 5th grader could have (in 1200 words)? I need an adventure idea.

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Hey, thanks! I didn't know that you wanted to hear about the gig. Want to hear a short version about it now?

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Any ideas on what adventure a 4th or 5th grader could have (in 1200 words)? I need an adventure idea.

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Considering that Winter is just around the corner, how about something concerning Winter activities like sledding? Having snowball fights? Building igloos or snow forts, etc.

Of course, we also know how much children at that age like to go ice fishing! :D Right? ;) Not! :eek:

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Here's some baklava from Harry & David. Enjoy!

tmi
g2g
idk
2L8
addy
bbfn

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Even I can't figure out those last two

Do you have school tomorrow, Michelle?

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Do you have school tomorrow, Michelle?

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Hahahahaha! Your words quiet the spirit, Craig. :)

Hugs, Didi

You make me chuckle too, Didi!

Well, last night I was up until 3 am and then I had a bunch of night mares and I wish I wouldn't had slept at all... I have never had a nightmare in my entire life until yesterday... that's kind strange

But I stay up til' around 3 sometimes and I'm fine because I also sleep earlier on like when I get home from school for abour 4 hours. But every day I go to sleep at a different time... I just can't keep it the same... sometimes its 8 pm one day and 3 am the next... pretty much just when ever I feel tired

I apologize for not responding to this post, Didi! You obviously spent a great deal of time writing it!

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Sounds like a busy but fun-filled, exciting day! Seeing as I see you speaking of pets, I thought I'd tell you about mine. I have a 125 lb. Bernese Mountain Dog named Thunder. He will be 3 in January. He is stupid/smart and a real puppy in an elephants body. :) I also have a 62.5 lb. Chocolate Lab named (yech) Browni. I actually call him my chocolate moose, a term of endearment that became necessary after seeing the way he bends down to take a drink of water then it drains out of his mouth for 5 minutes. Afterwards just like a big moose! Heehee! He is 3 years old. I took him in as a foster dog 2 years ago. He suffered from EXTREME separation anxiety. After all the progress that I had made with him there was no way I was giving him up. It would have set him back so far. So, I adopted him.

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I have had pets all of my life. Mostly just cats and some birds also. I love dogs! But, because of the amount of maintenance that they require, I don't have one. You must have an awful lot of room where you are in order to have so many pets!

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I have three cats: Tara, a Bengal cross rescue with a stage 5 heart murmur. She was given a very poor prognosis - less than a year and probably not six months. Three vets who I have taken her to have never heard a heart murmur as severe as hers. It seems that the main artery to her heart isn't working. Surgery had a potential success rate of less than 1%. They wouldn't spay her or give her shots because they felt she wouldn't survive them. When we moved to the country she was 1 year old. My daughter let her out by accident one day and she was gone all night. We found her in the barn. A few months later she presented us with 5 kittens. Sigh... couldn't be spayed or get shots but... :) So, I took her to my vet and had her spayed and receive her vaccinations. I figured if she got out once, she'd do it again. The Bengal in her makes her a little more determined to get outside. She survived it all and is now over 4 years old. I kept 2 of her kittens, both females and named them Bubble and Squeak originally, but my daughter took offense to it so we renamed Bubble to Bubo (owl) and Squeak took on the name of Baby. All of my canine/feline pets are neutered or spayed.

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I'm glad that you have your animals neutered or spayed. It is the most humane thing to do. I just have one cat now. Used to have two. One was the mom and the other was the son. The son Boots, is the one who remains. I think that he is 15 years old. You would never know it by looking at him or his behavior!

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I have a nasty little "love" bird, Laura, who was also a rescue with her husband, Luke. She was very badly mistreated and it shows! She ended up killing her husband and now lives a meaningless life in a cage, surrounded by animals who want to eat her. In addition, there is Franklin... a rescued red-eared slider. He was about the size of a silver dollar when I first took him in 8 years ago. He suffered from soft shell because of not being fed properly and was near-death. Now he is larger than my head and very, very healthy. He has been used as a teaching aid in the primary grades for many years, but is now retired. He had a girlfriend, Fern, a Midland painted turtle for a year and a half after she was brought to me after being run over by a car. I nursed her and healed her and she was released this summer. Franklin misses her a lot!

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She ended up killing her husband and now lives a meaningless life in a cage, surrounded by animals who want to eat her.

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I love your sense of humor!

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I also breed angelfish and fancy swordtails for extra cash, and feeder fish of various kinds for Franklin, so I have 3 aquariums. My home is like a zoo! There is usually always a wild animal, bird or something here being taken care of. I have nursed fawns, fox kits, baby groundhogs, raccoons, skunks, chickens, goats, squirrels, robins, starlings, swallows, even a baby bear! I think I will have my own sanctuary if I ever get rich.

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Anyhow, just thought I'd tell you about my pets. They keep me VERY busy and kind of poor, but I could never live without an animal of some kind. I used to have a wonderful dog, Sam. She was part lab and part husky and a real sweetheart. She, too, was a pup that I rescued. She came to me with parvo and almost died. She turned out to be the best dog who ever owned me. She used to visit schools as well as seniors residences as a Therapy Dog. Sadly, I lost her September/05 to kidney failure at 10 years of age. We were just going to start a new therapy dog program for people in hospice, so it was a huge loss. Her temperament could never be beat.

Anyhow, I'm off to bed again. Have a good time tomorrow, Clough!

Hugs, Didi

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Thank you for sharing! I agree. I could not live without an animal of some kind as a pet either! Hugs, Craig

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well, last night i was up until 3 am and then i had a bunch of night mares and i wish i wouldnt had slept at all.... i have never had a nightmare in my entire life until yesterday.... thats kind strange

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The nightmares might be caused by watching horror movies, did you watch any lately

No. I haven't watched any in a long time... but earlier that day I was talking to my boyfriend on the phone and I was joking around about being afraid of someone breaking in and all kinds of stuff and I used to have a really bad fear of everything that happened in that nightmare.

Hi everyone! This is very sad what I am about to say... I have never thought about doing heroin before. However I have tried marijuana but don't even do that now. I know that heroin is a lot more dangerous and I've heard of many dying from it. Anyway, a guy came to our school and talked to us about his 20 year old daughter dying from heroin. He had pictures and the call he made to 911 and you could hear him giving her cpr. He gave us great detail and everything that happened. Well, that was today and this last week or so... something about me had just change and I feel like it wouldn't matter if I died. I would just kill myself but because of my boyfriend I cant. Its good that I think before actually killing myself. I think do I really want to do this? Is it worth it? Is their anyone or anything worth living for? And he's all I have. And I'm not sure he does. If he doesn't then I just want to die. And anyway, after hearing that story that was supposed to scare us away from heroin, it made me want to do it. But because I know my boyfriend would be mad, I won't do it. I guess I was just so interested in the story... it was sad, but I felt like they were telling it about me for some reason.. and another thing... he showed us the notes she left and everything before she died and told us everything about that day... I wish I could have recorded it. I mean it put a perfect image in your head of everything that happened. And I feel like a horrible person to my boyfriend for even thinking about doing it. I picture it like for him, if he loves me and tells me over and over not to do that, its drugs or him and I just believe he doesn't care which is why I feel like it shouldn't matter what I do, even though he does care, he shouldn't have to deal with me being like that. And even if I did die, I feel guilty just thinking about what all he might would go through if he cares... but honestly I don't know if he does

Has anyone read this? Does anyone care? That's making me want to do those things more. Your all right I guess. I do love the drama. I don't want to but I do.

Don't do anything stupid.

Does it matter that I tell you that?

As long as I have him I won't. Because then I would lose him or if I didn't lose him he would start doing that stuff too and I don't want him doing it. And honestly, I don't know if he really cares or not. Its like he does but I'm just worried he doesn't and if he doesn't then why should it matter? But if he does then I don't want to do anything to make him worry about me.

Now wait a darn minute! Held me understand what you said. Keep it simple, please.

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As long as i have him i won't. Because then i would lose him
if i didnt lose him he would start doing that stuff too
idk if he really cares or not
Its like he does
im just worried he doesnt
if he doesnt then why should it matter?
But if he does then i dont wanna do anything to make him worry about me.

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This?

As long as he loves me, I won't do drugs.
If I do drugs, I would lose him.
If I do drugs and didn't lose him, he would start doing drugs too.
I don't want him to start doing drugs.
I don't care if he cares.
I don't care if he doesn't care.
It seems like he cares, but I'm worried he doesn't care.
If he doesn't care, then why should it matter?
If he does care, I don't want to do anything to make him me.

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Has anyone read this? Does anyone care? Thats making me want to do those things more. Your all right i guess. I do love the drama. I don't want to but i do.

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Yes... and this is where your strength comes in and you do what is right and not what is wrong... Sweet, you areheading towards a very big train wreck... I have read it all and I care! Strength... whats in you sweet... I have seen it in you bring it back out!

What do you mean?
He would get really mad and want to break up if I did anything like that, so it's that or him. If he did decide to stay and not break up then he would get into all that stuff too. I mean we already agreed on that... if one of us does it, we both do it. Our "rule" is we can only do that stuff together. But we never have.
Anyway, I don't know if he cares. I think he does, but how do I really know? I'm worried that he doesn't. If he does love me, then I don't want to do any of that stuff because I don't want him to worry about me. But I think before I do things and I ask myself... is it worth it? Will anyone care? Is it worth dying for? Is their anything or anyone I should live for, so that I won't do this? And other stuff like that... and all I have is him. So that's why I don't do anything. If I didn't have him I guess I would do it. So, if he doesn't even care about me, I would do it too. Maybe I would just to see if he cares about me when I end up dying from it.

You could be like Ophelia floating down the river with flowers in her hair.

There's rosemary, that's for remembrance.
Pray you, love remember.
And there is pansies, that's for thoughts.
There's fennel for you, and
columbines. There's rue for you,
and here's some for me. We may call it
herb of grace o' Sundays.
O, you must wear your rue with a
difference! There's a daisy. I
would give you some violets, but they
wither'd all when my father
died. They say he made a good end.
And of all Christian souls, I pray God.
God b' wi', you.

~ Ophelia
Hamlet Prince of Denmark
Act IV Scene V

What?

Okay, I've kept quiet hoping you would ask me to continue helping and quite content to sit back and let you figure out things yourself. You were doing well, but then started your attention seeking behaviour again. Too bad, because you were actually doing some great self-talk.

You ask, "Is there anything or anyone I should live for, so that I won't do this?"

The answer is: YES!! It is NOT him... but, do you know who that is?? It is you. Let me tell you, I am very angry with you right now. You can NEVER live for someone else or someone else's feelings. You do not do what will make someone else happy... you do what will make YOU happy!

So, will drugs make you happy? No! Drugs are usually taken to hide pain. Only, it doesn't happen that way. Instead the pain increases, builds, becomes all consuming. The very thing that you take drugs for (and that includes any addictive type of behaviour - gambling, sex, alcohol, over-spending & of course drugs) builds as you engage in the addictive behaviour. So, you take/do more, the pain builds more... you increase the addiction, the pain increases... and gradually you just plain die.

I watched my husband die... and fight to live. I had my 32 year old cousin jump off a bridge to relieve his pain. I once counselled a young man who jumped off a bridge in the hopes of killing himself over a girl. He learned several things. He learned he did NOT want to die. (Oooops! Too late, he had already jumped off!) He learned that sometimes you don't die... you might screw up your body or your brain instead and have to live with that the rest of your life. He learned that she didn't care. He learned that attempting suicide did not make her care.

I worked in addiction counselling for many years. I have seen what drugs do to your body before you die. I have seen a 19 year old girl claw herself to death because she locked herself in her apartment in an effort to kick the habit for her new baby. The baby died of starvation. I have looked death in the eye and cried for it. In then end it doesn't matter. All that matters is what YOU do in your life to make yourself and others who will appreciate it feel good.

You do NOT sleep with someone to make them happy. You do not cut yourself because your boyfriend and you have a pact. You do not take drugs to find out if anyone cares. You respect yourself enough to chose a man who respects you enough to NOT sleep with you. You do not make pacts with someone about cutting, suicide, drugs, or anything else like that because in doing so you DEGRADE the love. You do not take drugs or kill yourself to see if someone cares. If they don't, they won't care after your dead, and if they do, you will never know.

I ask you, "Michelle"... one more time... when do you start caring for yourself? When do you start taking responsibility for your own life and seek out people who truly DO care and who respect you so much all they will do is encourage goodness and personal growth from you?

I am one of those people but I get a "yawn" when I try to talk to you from the heart. There have been many people here on many threads that try to help you, are honest and caring. You continue to choose to concentrate on the negative and stressful things. I thought you wanted to grow?

It really does not matter if he likes you or not. It really doesn't matter if he loves you. All that matters is that YOU like you. Do you? If you don't, you will NEVER find love.

Hugs, Didi

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Thank you for sharing! I agree. I could not live without an animal of some kind as a pet either! Hugs, Craig

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You're welcome, Craig. Just as an aside to my rather lengthy post (which ones aren't?? )... I... ummmmm... well... I just learned, after 8 years, that Franklin... well... Franklin had to renamed to Francis. Sigh... (s)he presented me with 20 eggs the other morning! I did have some the last 2 years, but assumed they were from the injured/rescued Midland Painted turtle that was sharing his/her tank. Apparently not! :)

The eggs were not fertilized, so they were just disposed of, but I have learned a very valuable lesson. When Franklin was about 3 years old I thought that he was performing a mating ritual with the ceramic turtle in the bottom of the aquarium in order to convince it/her? To allow him to court it. Apparently, Franklin/Francis was actually flirting with what she believed was a male turtle to convince him? To court her. I took movies of it, had a few chuckles and forgot it. Now I am red-faced, but more knowledgeable.

;)

Just thought you would enjoy my little 'mistake'.

Hugs, Didi

Didi... you hit it on the button! Love yourself! First... Love yourself!

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Okay, I've kept quiet hoping you would ask me to continue helping and quite content to sit back and let you figure out things yourself. You were doing well, but then started your attention seeking behaviour again. Too bad, because you were actually doing some great self-talk.

You ask, "Is there anything or anyone I should live for, so that I won't do this?"

The answer is: YES!!!!!! It is NOT him... but, do you know who that is??? It is you. Let me tell you, I am very angry with you right now. You can NEVER live for someone else or someone else's feelings. You do not do what will make someone else happy... you do what will make YOU happy!

So, will drugs make you happy? No! Drugs are usually taken to hide pain. Only, it doesn't happen that way. Instead the pain increases, builds, becomes all consuming. The very thing that you take drugs for (and that includes any addictive type of behaviour - gambling, sex, alcohol, over-spending & of course drugs) builds as you engage in the addictive behaviour. So, you take/do more, the pain builds more... you increase the addiction, the pain increases... and gradually you just plain die.

I watched my husband die... and fight to live. I had my 32 year old cousin jump off a bridge to relieve his pain. I once counselled a young man who jumped off a bridge in the hopes of killing himself over a girl. He learned several things. He learned he did NOT want to die. (Oooops! Too late, he had already jumped off!) He learned that sometimes you don't die... you might screw up your body or your brain instead and have to live with that the rest of your life. He learned that she didn't care. He learned that attempting suicide did not make her care.

I worked in addiction counselling for many years. I have seen what drugs do to your body before you die. I have seen a 19 year old girl claw herself to death because she locked herself in her apartment in an effort to kick the habit for her new baby. The baby died of starvation. I have looked death in the eye and cried for it. In then end it doesn't matter. All that matters is what YOU do in your life to make yourself and others who will appreciate it feel good.

You do NOT sleep with someone to make them happy. You do not cut yourself because your boyfriend and you have a pact. You do not take drugs to find out if anyone cares. You respect yourself enough to chose a man who respects you enough to NOT sleep with you. You do not make pacts with someone about cutting, suicide, drugs, or anything else like that because in doing so you DEGRADE the love. You do not take drugs or kill yourself to see if someone cares. If they don't, they won't care after your dead, and if they do, you will never know.

I ask you, "Michelle"... one more time... when do you start caring for yourself? When do you start taking responsibility for your own life and seek out people who truly DO care and who respect you so much all they will do is encourage goodness and personal growth from you?

I am one of those people but I get a "yawn" when I try to talk to you from the heart. There have been many people here on many threads that try to help you, are honest and caring. You continue to choose to concentrate on the negative and stressful things. I thought you wanted to grow?

It really does not matter if he likes you or not. It really doesn't matter if he loves you. All that matters is that YOU like you. Do you? If you don't, you will NEVER find love.

Hugs, Didi

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Why would I live for me? I don't see the point in living just to die anyway. But right now I'm hoping I don't die for several reasons. 1 of them is because I want to live just to see what happens in my life but I want it to be like I'm dead and looking at what would have happened if I would have lived. If that makes sense. (almost said since) Another thing is that I love him so much that he makes me want to live and also, I went like 24 hours without eating or drinking anything and I'm like really de hydrated. I want to sleep but I cant.

Eat and drink and then sleep sweet... keep yourself healthy... Love yourself... and your own body! Think about you...

I can't sleep. I have a bad headache, I can't breathe, and its like 80 degrees in here. They told us that 90% of headaches are dehydration. My face is like really pale or something.

And another thing... if I do what makes me happy, and what I want and not others... that's not a good thing

If you don't take care of you with eating and drinking properly, with getting enough sleep, with studying in school so you grow up to become a productive person who has a job she likes, then you don't love you.

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i can't sleep. I have a bad headache, i can't breathe, and its like 80 degrees in here. they told us that 90% of headaches are dehydration. My face is like really pale or something.

and another thing... if i do what makes me happy, and what i want and not others... thats not a good thing

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Why can't you sleep?
Why do you have a headache?
Why can't you breathe?
Why is it so hot in there? Open a window and let the breezes in.
Drink water.

Yes, you must first do what makes you happy and are good for your soul. What would make you happy?

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You're welcome, Craig. Just as an aside to my rather lengthy post (which ones aren't???)... I... ummmmm... well..... I just learned, after 8 years, that Franklin... well... Franklin had to renamed to Francis. Sigh... (s)he presented me with 20 eggs the other morning! I did have some the last 2 years, but assumed they were from the injured/rescued Midland Painted turtle that was sharing his/her tank. Apparently not! :)

The eggs were not fertilized, so they were just disposed of, but I have learned a very valuable lesson. When Franklin was about 3 years old I thought that he was performing a mating ritual with the ceramic turtle in the bottom of the aquarium in order to convince it/her? to allow him to court it. Apparently, Franklin/Francis was actually flirting with what she believed was a male turtle to convince him? to court her. I took movies of it, had a few chuckles and forgot it. Now I am red-faced, but more knowledgeable.

;)

Just thought you would enjoy my little 'mistake'.

Hugs, Didi

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Thank you for sharing the above, Didi! Also, for sharing about how sex changes are possible in animals too! :D

I just don't know how you manage to take care of everything with all of the animals that you have to care for, yourself, and everything else you have to do!

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Everyday I go to sleep for a few hours, wake up late for school, don't have time for breakfast or like breakfast food and it will make me want to throw up in my 1st hour if I eat anything because I'm just like that... I won't eat when people are around so I don't go to lunch. And usually I sleep a few hours after school. But before I get those few hours of sleep I usually eat and drink something. But today I went straight to sleep and slept until after 8 pm. And I only woke up then because my mom came in my room to check on me

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Why can't you sleep?
Why do you have a headache?
Why can't you breathe?
Why is it so hot in there? Open a window and let the breezes in.
Drink water.

Yes, you must first do what makes you happy and are good for your soul. What would make you happy?

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I have a fan on and my windows happen. I mean open. I have been drinking plenty of water. So much I'm about to throw up. And I can't sleep because I feel like I'm sufficating. This happens a lot though. Usually about this time of the year.
What would make me happy would be to know weather he cares or not and not wonder about it, and to be able to see him more, my dad to give me my money back, and to get my license and go get an iPod soon because every time I went they were always sold out and with christmas in a few months it will be worse. But I'm, tired of my life just being music. In my room all day listening to music. I don't want anything to do with it. I'm sick of it. But I can't help it. I don't have much.