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Have you ever noticed that the longer you look at yourself in the mirror, the more you start to notice your flaws?

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Sometimes life moves so fast,
you wish you could stop time just to catch your breath.

I love times like these. Life is really going great for me. I finally feel .. happy. I'm working on getting my own place within the next two months, which means moving off campus and finally living the way I want to live. Nooo more roommates! At least for now. School is going pretty well, but I know I really need to get to it & be sure I'm working as hard as I should be. Lately, I've been super wild & extra happy. Nobody has really pissed me off, which is weird because usually I'm so annoyed by everything. At this point I can actually say that nobody else is controlling my happiness except me. It's kind of strange because I just gave that advice to someone [of course I can't remember who it was] and I started thinking that there are a lot of people in my life who control if I'm happy or upset. I can finally say I'm doing ME, for a lack of better terms. The things I do every day are what I want to do, regardless of anyone else's opinion. I've always been pretty care free, but this is just to the max. I'm on a high right now and fuck anyone who thinks they can mess it up; it's not gonna happen, pal. ;]

DON'T BLOW MY HIGH.

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So, I've already gone off on a tangent on myspace about things such as this .. but now I'm about to go off on another one. Have you ever noticed how the people who claim to be the realest are actually the most fake? The people who claim they get ass, actually get none. What I'm saying is .. if you're real, if you're getting ass .. you don't have to say it. People should just know.

As far as being real, I don't think anyone is. Everyone has their moments of being fake. At one point in your life, you have betrayed a friend or lost someone's trust or done something shady to another individual. Nobody can be real all the time & if you're not real ONCE, you aren't real at all.

Ever know someone who felt like they had to say certain things to the opposite sex to get attention? Like, go in detail about how they give it to their man & how every woman should take notes. At one point in time, say the 1940's, it might have been taboo for you to say what you think every woman should be doing in the bedroom. However, this is 2008. Woman who suck a mean dick don't go around bragging about it because they don't have to. They don't have to say how well they put it down. The only people who feel the need to share that with the world are the skanks who need serious attention and the ones who suck in bed.

Just for the record, if anyone is feeling as if I singled them out in this blog, it's merely your imagination and conscious. I'm not going to be held responsible for your guilty feelings, so any similarities between something I have said in this blog and something you have said or done is merely coincidence.

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Check the new domain name; save it to your lists & links & shit.

Anyway, I was sitting around thinking .. and every guy I like .. and I mean every guy that I show any kind of interest in .. always ends up disappointing me in some way. It's obvious I'm not meant to be happy in a relationship. It's like the one thing I want the most right now and it's pretty much impossible for me to get. I guess I'll have to be happy & single. I'm sick of that shit, though.

Jocey, let's be gay together.

LMFAO, SIKE.

In other news .. Quintavious Tyrone Tupac is definitely on the verge of dying. He's like .. at the top of the water like leaned over against the bowl. lmfao. I'll probably wake up tomorrow and he'll be dead. I didn't feed him for like 2 months and he's still living. Damn, he's a G. If he dies, I'm probably going to cry .. that's my boy. I have faith in him. He's a G, so he'll make it. Yeah.

Tomorrow, I'm going to look at Northwind Apartments .. where I REALLY wanna stay. I'm filling out the application tomorrow, I HOPE. Unless I have to pay the deposit .. in which case I won't be filling it out haha. We'll see, though. I still have to talk to my grandma about her letting me borrow some money until I get my loan.

Guess my hiatus didn't last. Rofl.
I can't let you 3 readers of my blog miss out on the wonderful events in my exciting life.

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LAST BLOG EVER?

This is basically the longest amount of time I've actually kept up with a blog, but I'm starting to figure out why I didn't keep doing it in the first place. I just figured nobody read it & so there's no need to ramble on about shit nobody even cares about. The thing is, that's what seems to be happening. I feel like nobody is reading this shit anymore & therefore this is a complete waste of my time. So, I may be going on a blog hiatus soon; either for a short while or possibly permanently. Only time will tell. Anywho. Today I went to go get something to eat & as I was walking to my car, I saw this shit parked beside it.

I'm not sure who told them this is 'hot' but it's most definitely not. McDonald's colors & interior, although you can't see it. It definitely had the M logo & everything on the seats. Then that shit says Mary Jane on the side & best thing smokin' behind the door. TF @ mixing Mary Jane & McDonalds. Consistency, people. Good lord. I'd have to say even if it was just McDonald's, the car is ugly period. On the right you can see a tiny portion of my car. ^_^ Adorable, of course.


I won't be getting my loan money until next semester so I suppose I will be asking my grandma if I can borrow about 1000, which should be enough to last me until then. I'll be getting my apartment .. probably using disposable utensils & eating ramen noodles & pbj's on my futon until I get my money .. but it'll all be worth it in the end.



Until next time .. whenever that may be?
Adios.

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Whoa, big updates.

First things, first. We'll start off on Thursday night. I went to a surprise party for my friend Visa. To make a long story short, they made me take 3 straight shots of tequila back to back to back-- with only enough time to breathe & take in the burning sensation in my esophagus & chest. Aside from that I had probably had 4 or 5 cups of vodka & hawaiian punch. Basically, I was pretty much gone by the time I got back to my dorm. Friday morning, I had a test so Thursday when I got back I was tired as shit. I just wanted to go to bed. So I come in, get undressed successfully without falling over. I told my roommate I was going to turn off the light and she said she would just turn it back on. I freaked out on her ass & started throwing shit & cussing her out about how I'm tired and I hate her and she doesn't need the light on & I have a test in the morning & I just wanna go to sleep. I end up crying and apologizing after 45 minutes of back & forth bullshit. We're all good now; in fact, we're better than we have been the entire semester. I swear, I was ready to beat her ass, though. I pretty much never drink [well not too often] & I've never been that drunk before, if you could even say I was. It's true, though. When you get some alcohol in you, when you're happy, you're jubilant. When somebody pisses you off in the smallest way, though .. you just completely lose it. Friday started my fall break. Went back to Atlanta on Saturday. Stonecrest Mall & then Underground/Downtown. Sunday morning, I went to my grandparents house & came back Monday. Last night, I went to my friend Paul's house & we rented The Blair Witch Project. I never actually watched that whole movie, so it was pretty good. Not the best, but not the worst. Today, I got back to school around 12:30, but they closed off the ONE WAY ROAD to get to the driveway of my dorm. So basically, I was driving around for like 15 minutes looking for somewhere to park, but decided just to go to my friend Stephanie's house to get ready. We then went to lunch & job hunting. Then she went with me to see Pineapple Express, which I've now seen 5 times. THUUUG LIIIIFE. About 9:30, we got done with dinner & I finally got to unload my car since they were done with the construction on the road. Now I'm here & tired as shit.

IT'S HOMECOMING WEEK @ VSU & TOMORROW IS WILD ADVENTURESSSSS!

I hope they have the Halloween preview like they did last year. Haunted houses & shit.


Mmm, I suppose that's it. I may go home again this weekend for the GA game if Stephanie can come with me. That's only if I get my student loan check, though. Mmmhmm.

Yeah, that's definitely it.
Bye.

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UPDATE !!

My friend Stephanie has been helping me shop for an apartment. So far, I've pretty much narrowed it down to Spring Chase, Castlewood & Staten Crossing. The prices range from $495-615. I just requested a loan from Sallie Mae which I hope to be getting IMMEDIATELY so I can begin preparing to sign a lease and move out of this Hell of a dorm. My roommate is about to make me snap on her. She's constantly telling me what to do and acting like my mother. Bitch better get it through her thick ass skull real quick that she's not going to fucking tell me what the fuck to do. I was on the phone with my Mom and my roommates were in the other room practically yelling. My mom was like "WHERE ARE YOU?!" I was like, yeah. My room. This is what I have to deal with every damn day. I have to let the housing office know by November something if I'm not coming back next semester. If I can get an apartment by like mid-November, I swear I'll move in that bitch immediately. Jameicia can have her own damn room for the rest of the semester. I applied at Zaxby's & Red Lobster today. Hopefully I'll be getting a call for an interview within the next few.. DAYS. I'm so desperate at this point. Just not desperate enough to work at McDonald's or the corner or some shit. I really wanted to buy this new bed set. It's a black sleigh bed & it's basically what I've wanted my entire life. Since I'm suddenly being frugal with the money I'll have, I decided I'll probably just use my bedroom set from home. For the living room, I'll use my futon I got for my 15th birthday, which I only used for like a year, maybe? I'll just get a cute cover for it, an accent chair or two & the dining room table & chairs. Of course then I'll need all the shit for my kitchen. Pots, pans, silverware, plates, cups, etc. At first, I was talking about getting that new bedroom set, a new tv, all this nice shit. I'm realizing now that until I get a job I'm going to have to seriously save my money. As soon as I start making money, THEN I'll be able to afford a new flat screen tv and all this cute shit I just WANT and don't actually NEED.

That's gonna be the hardest part. Setting aside the things I want & only getting what I need.

Lord help me.