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Chamdale just called me asking her to accompany her on the phone to the church on 39th and New York ave. so i did. but that doesnt matter.

im so fucking pressured right now. i need to do a freeking book report and answer some stupid questions on Beowulf. the freeking cobra starship show with BOYS LIKE GIRLS!! and cartel is sold out!! i fucking procatinated, now im fucked, cause i dont have a ticket. and its killing me. i am so nervous i signed up for the NYC show on the 6th for OCK, at trl and sent an email to trl im sooo HAaaaaa i dont understand im lost in my own enigma. im not sure about what i should feel right now. its this nausiating feeling after you have drank a little bit too much milk...rotten milk...

AAAanxiety..brings me back to when i got hospitalized for sever cramps. the lady on the other side of the curtain was bawling. the nurse was trying to convince her to take Ativan. and she hard-headly refused. she screamed about how her husband was the crazy one, the one that should be taking the pills was him. her statement didnt help her at all, her nervousness and refusal made matters worse. well right now thats me.

iwanttobesomebody!