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2004-01-14 // 9:02 p.m. i can walk, but i will crawl there ~ I Will. Crawl. There. i had this dream, i dont really remember much .. the landscape was like mesa verde and the NEX mixed ... all my dreams hav such wonderful landscapes, especially when im running from stuff ... anywayz, i was singing a linkin park song real loud ... and if you knew me, you'd kno a dont mind them, but they arent my fav' or anything like that ... but i stopped in the dream, wondering if the radio, and the singing, were coming from the alarm clock ... so i stop and stand, in the dreamworld, and consider it. No, its not the radio -> i continue dreaming. well, norgarts stupid fucking phone alarm goes off, and i wake up moring routine marching to class was odd ... i dont remember why class we did a kinda hard lesson. okay, not hard, but really lame like "i dont wanna do this" .... trm we'll hav a test first thing on it. like 0800 or somethin... great. the day was w34k and class'like got home fer lunch, a letter from janene *WTF?* and i got online .... *drool* but yea back to class fer all of an hour it seemd .. real short, cleanup ... and then got back to the compartment, changed to PT gear went to muster, than to PT PT was ok .. it was hot n gross outside. fuckin january, hot .. fuck florida so then i get back, take a shower .. and i was sweating coming out of it ... wtf? i was sweating fer a good 15 mins -after- showering.. fuckin gross .. might i add i hate laptop keyboards. so then i try to get online. nope. i go to chow, walk around. i promised me id iron before i got online, and id clean if i didnt get a room inspection today. well, i had done neither. it got to be around 1900 before i gave up on plans .. saw ppl but none of consequence. watched simpsons and 'that 70s show' .. but whatever when i got back, no internet. i iron my uniform. BAM. and i do a quickie on norgarts uniform. then i clean the head super-good. scrubby-bubbles kick major ass. then i try internet. now im here. The Lord loves me ... he'll even suspend my internet privilege if i dont do my chores. i am honestly grateful tho, cuz i prolly wouldnt have done it on my own.... being internet-addicted sux talkin to Lauren .. im still kinda interested, but she doesnt like me in that capacity, and shes 2500 miles away. too bad. too fuckin bad. um. i hav yet to hav that review come thru. i obnoxious mention it everyday jus so that the reviewer knows .. um .. im shitty :P *lol* ..... and thats today oh wait!!! carrie called while i was in class i called back at about 1645. then agin 5 times in a row at about 2100. no responce. calld alyssa and told her about it .. well, told her voice mail. i left one fer carrie too ... oh .. and i had some rant. basically, im really starting to not-care. you kno this old rant, right?. well, i can tell this is how im feeling cuz all a sudden girls are liking me agin. yep. and Alkaline Trio is my fav'est band. From Here To Infirmary, i like every song off it. nothing much else to report this diary entry is classfied : For Official Use Only. *lol* -0ut
Another spring, 2012 - 2012-04-28
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