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 Jamica. known as JJ, AppleJam & Jam and is Happy. Canadian. Silly. Smart..?. Human!?!?. Ailens ♥ Fruits. Science. Art.
Painting. PS ♥. Hugs. Rainbows. COLORS. Animals ♥. Bettas. Ducks!! ♥. Pandas. Tigers.
BUNNIES. Goldfish.
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1. Finish university 2. Buy a car 3. Buy a house 4. Before doing 2, get a license! 5. Move to a nice city |
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October 1, 2008  Time: 4:11PMMood: Stressed Music: nothing Drinking: Nothing Eating: Nothing Browsing: nothing much..? Want to: run away fast I am stressed, in fact so stressed I lost weight. My heart is racing at about 250 beats per second and I am sweaty and nervous. Why? I have no idea, I have no idea what could be possibly stressing me like this. Is it friends? Not really, yeah they been jackasses to me for the past few days but I never let people get the better of me. Tests? Probably not.. I mean I think I do okay on tests. Love? Nah, I don't like that guy that much even. Myself? MAYBE. I think its because I am confined to a certain place that I must spend 24/7 at and it is driving me insane. I need to get out of here, I need to run, I need to flee, I need to go somewhere ELSE. NOW. This is crazy, I am going insane. I need to see the ghetto, I need to see poor people, I need EMO people, I need downtown cop chases, I need crazy drunk teens, I need mean bosses, I need a different place other then this OLD STINKY, ANNOYING, FOR EVER WARM PLACE! This is met for people who are 90 years old and about to die. I am too young for this, I need crazy urban cops and perverts who have half their pants showing. I need downtown. I need the variety. I need to feel that out of all the people here, I am the one who has control. But everyone else loves this god forbidden place of paradise. You know how some people are not met for paradise (in Buddism only few are holy enough for heaven, some need the love of selfness on earth..ohh I gone mad!!) , they were met for hell. Hell makes me feel good because the chaos a downtown city brings gives me peace. Okay, maybe not really hell hell but.. you know. Not beach, slow, smily paradise with old people. Oh, and a school that changes everything I say into gossip. I went from one guy to the next, next thing I'll know is I slept with all of them without knowing it. My friends are a bunch of weirdos, they are talking me today and next thing you know they are ignoring me like crazy and completely dithing me. At first I thought it was some kind of joke but really it wasn't. So much for them. I need better friends I guess. What kind of place is this? A hell in heaven? God must have been drunk the day he made this place. Or maybe its because I was a demon sent from hell and landed in heaven and now everyone hate me? HAHAHA, can you believe it.. me talking about god? I need metal therapy. That is why I am volunteering all my spare time on weekends to people who are having a worse day then me. I love myself and therefore must due something to keep myself from going crazy. If I can't get close to the action at least let me hear it from someone else. I'm sure volunteering programs has some kind of like - youth to youth things. I would love to hear emo kids talk about how there life sucks and me trying to make it unsuck. I was the forever happy sunshine in calgary and now I am a sad little rock who has been placed in a box. Even my comparing abilities have gone down. SEE WHAT THIS PLACE IS DOING TO ME? I AM BECOMING A VICTORIAN! OMG. The slow people, the disgusting legs of old men, the fat old ladies. For god's sake where are the speeding police cars? Where are the super hunky sexy guys???? Where are the slutty babes that smacked in the ass? What kind of place is this? .. Where the hell is my video camera??
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