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- JesusFreak84
- 23, Theology major, female. Prone to random bouts of randomness. This is my main 100% public blog.
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Monday, May 29, 2006
International Law Threatens Home Schooling Warns Home School Legal Defense
International Law Threatens Home Schooling Warns Home School Legal Defense
http://www.wnd.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=50395
http://www.wnd.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=50395
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Failure to think of a witty subject line
Clicking the subject of this link will take you to the site with music that I had in my head at the time.
I feel like trash. I don't want to live, but I don't want to die, because in my current state I'm going to hell in a handbasket. (Not a swear here because I'm referring to the actual place.)
Keyboard is flaking out. Dad said he'd get some compressed air from work. I should know better by age 21 than to rely on that.
Filled out some job applications today. I BEG they don't hire me; I only filled out the applications to shut Dad up. I'm content being broke and not having the stress. Home is stressful enough; last thing I want is to go to work at a stressful job I hate. I applied to places that I'd rather shoot myself than work at, but if I don't apply EVERYWHERE, including places that AREN'T HIRING, Dad will call me a lazy slug and say the only reason I'm unemployed is because I'm JUST NOT TRYING HARD ENOUGH! That's his statement on EVERYTHING wrong with me. But if it's him, then there's a million excuses for him. He and Mother are the lone people in the universe allowed to have excuses. Everyone else is just foolish, lazy, and weak.
I hate living here. Just give me an apartment with unlimited food and at least DSL internet. Leave me alone there and I'll be perfectly happy all by myself.
I feel like trash. I don't want to live, but I don't want to die, because in my current state I'm going to hell in a handbasket. (Not a swear here because I'm referring to the actual place.)
Keyboard is flaking out. Dad said he'd get some compressed air from work. I should know better by age 21 than to rely on that.
Filled out some job applications today. I BEG they don't hire me; I only filled out the applications to shut Dad up. I'm content being broke and not having the stress. Home is stressful enough; last thing I want is to go to work at a stressful job I hate. I applied to places that I'd rather shoot myself than work at, but if I don't apply EVERYWHERE, including places that AREN'T HIRING, Dad will call me a lazy slug and say the only reason I'm unemployed is because I'm JUST NOT TRYING HARD ENOUGH! That's his statement on EVERYTHING wrong with me. But if it's him, then there's a million excuses for him. He and Mother are the lone people in the universe allowed to have excuses. Everyone else is just foolish, lazy, and weak.
I hate living here. Just give me an apartment with unlimited food and at least DSL internet. Leave me alone there and I'll be perfectly happy all by myself.
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