go go go, dopplegangers. You're one of us.

Weeee! I'm in a really hyper mood. I don't know why. I've been listening to Manson like... all day. I just get so pumped on that stuff. Yeah, he's so crazy and cool and stuff. I wish I was allowed to see his concert... but NO NO, Liz had to RESTRICT me. Oh well. I'll buy her a bus ticket some time and we can see him together... although I'll probably have to hold her back from humping his brains out... on that note, Jess can come too. Haha. Anyway, school was very schooly. We drew texture type things, and it was so monotonously boring. Also, I've discovered the best concoction ever: 2 parts dew and 1 part cranraspberry juice. Man oh man, is it delicious. I have computer apps tomorrow, which means I should go to bed early, but you all know that I won't, because... let's face it, I don't do that kind of thing. Yar. So I got my financial aid check (yay!) and deposited it into my bank account. I got like $2000 dollars or so, but my mom's only letting me have $900 of it because she doesn't trust me with money. She's only letting me use $200 a month for grocerie money. I wonder what she plans to do with the money my father is giving me every month. Blah. Silly woman. And she thinks I'M impractical with money. I know for a fact that the majority of the money is going to buy stuff for her and for christmas. Wow, really cool. Oh well. Yeah, so... off I go, or something.

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If there's anything that I really learned from my social experiment it's that people can be really childish. Myself included. It was a very silly thing to do, and I'm quite regretful now that I did it. I guess now I know where mad scientists come from, eh? Anyway, I posted an entry in the community appologizing for the escapade, and this is for anybody from that community who actually reads my journal now... for whatever reasons: I'm truly sorry. That entry was posted in full honesty, and so is this one. Feelings were hurt, egos were scared, names were called, and just no good came from it in general. The moral of the story is that I need to grow up. If I'm going to do social expiriments it really ought to be under more controlled conditions and NOT on the internet, because the majority of people become a lot more cocky than they would be in real life. I know because I suffered from it as well. I never would've started talking so much crap if it were in an actual lab (or wherever). Oh well. Sorry cooler_thanthou people. Nathan = childish. I promise never to breathe a word of this incident again if you promise it as well.

The list

Yeah, I have a list of people/things I'm going to kill. I just thought I'd share it with you all. This list... is ever changing.

Angelfire
My Stepmother
Shayna Arnpruster
Spin Magazine
Oprah
MSN
The idiots who made "The Simple Life"
The idiots who made "My Big Fat Obnoxious Fiancé"
Catherine Sens, aka Martha Stewart
Smelly-bitch Lynn

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Oh yeah, grr upon my roomate, because he was on the internet at 8 when I said I'd be on for Liz, and he only got off like...whenever my last update was. But it was for homework, otherwise I would've been like "dawg! I have a date, yo!" only there would be less black when I said it.

Watch me, it's time for a bitch session!

I'm going to whine. Time for you to deal with it. Or not, whatever. ( to spare you, it's behind a cut )