An Obama nation is an ABOMINATION!!! Take that Amerrrrika!

I'm here sitting behind a computer being "punished" for having been sick. Not my fault. You're probably asking why sitting behind a computer is a punishment? Here's why... I work as an Animal Control Officer... and because I called in sick to work for two days I have to be sitting behind a desk and working on the computer and taking calls. It's a change from being on the street catching dogs and fighting animal abusers. I really want to be out there helping my furry friends. *sigh*

So I'm sort of seeing this guy right now and it's a really strange situation cause my ex is rapidly coming back into the picture. All those old feelings are coming back that I felt for my ex but this current guy is great as well. So I don't exactly know what I should do or how I should handle both these guys. This current guy has strong feelings of hate towards my ex cause of how he hurt me back when we were dating. But I firmly believe that he's changed for the better. A couple of nights ago I went and hung out with him for more that four hours just talking and catching up on things. It was just like old times but better. I'm afraid of really damaging this current guy if I tell him I don't want to further anything in the relationship status. Any opinions?

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today is not a good day for me... next week wont be either. grounded... a word oh-so-familiar to my ever ringing ears. my mothers screams woke me this morning... "GET UP BELLOW!!!" "CLEAN YOUR ROOM BELLOW!!!" "GET OUT OF YOUR BED NOW BELLOW" "WHEN I GET BACK I WANT TO SEE THAT YOU'VE ACTUALLY DONE SOMETHING!!!" yeah that's my morning alright... stupid bellow can't get her "priorities", (as my mother calls them), straight... meaning "can't get your shit straight") she's still out with my grandmother getting her hair done... what a bunch of crap. my sister gets to play outside and i have to be in the house doing chores like Cinderella... too bad no fairy godmother will come and take me away. no prince either. i know that for sure! is it ok to cry alone? my face is so red and raw from crying. it's days like these when i just wanna go to sleep and never wake up. too bad this isn't a fairy tale.... then i could just close the book and it would all be over. too bad...

went to the movies tonight with 6ix of my friends... 3hree, including me, had a "fight"... it was soooooo lame-o. not worth fighting over... not worth friends being lost... that's for sure. <3[bellow]<3

Bought [two] c.d.'s today... [NIRVANA] [one] YOU KNOW YOU'RE RIGHT [two] ABOUT A GIRL [three] BEEN A SON [four] SILVER [five] SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT [six] COME AS YOU ARE [seven] LITHIUM [eight] IN BLOOM [nine] HEART-SHAPED BOX [ten] PENNYROYAL TEA [eleven] RAPE ME [twelve] DUMB [thirteen] ALL APOLOGIES [fourteen] THE MAN WHO SOLD THE WORLD [BREAKING BENJAMIN] [one] SO COLD [two] SIMPLE DESIGN [three] FOLLOW [four] FIREFLY [five] BREAK MY FALL [six] FORGET IT [seven] SOONER OR LATER [eight] BREAKDOWN [nine] AWAY [ten] BELIEVE [eleven] RAIN I'll be listening to these constantly.... whatever.

I love it when you touch me there with those eyes of yours. Looking me over in class as your trying to talk to us.I fantasize about us together, but not right away, first we grab a cup of coffee, then we discuss the world and all it's beauty. You listen intently to my poems as they roll off my tongue. We share the notes that we've secretly taken on each other. I let you know how and what I think about you as we move closer together. Our bodies are touching now, we've already won each other over. It's just a matter of time before we're leaving the shop. Our minds seem to be drifting together, with our bodies not far behind. It's not like that with us though, sex isn't the object of desire. Secrets are none between us, we share everything. I take your hand in mine and lead you outside, somehow we find ourselves inside my car headed to your place. We're there, sitting in the driveway, just looking into the eyes of the other. We're not shy or embarassed. Inside your room we have come. The feeling of your skin against mine has become a need, a guilty pleasure. We fit into each other perfectly. The sheets are our only protection from the world that we once knew. We are lovers, such a beautiful title. It fits us well.