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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 9:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 9:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 9:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 10:11 pm
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Sheol Kitten Af Mas Sheol Kitten Mephi, it prolly is. But ... Some addictions are good, yes?
~Cuddles Affers~ <3 I'd only go away permenantly if I died. No dieing heart Never! Well.. .. Not for a good many years, at least. ^^; Right ^^
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 10:08 am
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 12:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 12:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 12:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 3:09 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 6:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 6:40 pm
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Shaviv Yeah, I was at work today, and actually working, doing something extremely delicate... ...I keep my cellphone deep in my pocket and set on vibrate, because I don't want it to go "RING!!!!11one" in class, and while I'm not religious it offends my family and my friends, who are, if it rings on the Sabbath... ...and my phone rings. Good thing my jeans are thick enough to stop sharp objects dropped from my hands from going into my legs, hey? Even vibrate is annoying...I had to go to a semi-important meeting with a college advisor, so my mom gave me her phone so I could contact the group I'd be meeting after said meeting...well the girl who had the phone for that group KEPT CALLING....and it was set to vibrate, and I had it sitting on the table (cause I didn't have pockets that day and really didn't want to bother with my backpack)...and the advisor was like "Can't you turn it off?" But mom had the keypad locked.....and it was just a big hassle....
As I left the meeting, I realized that the girl had finally given up calling and had just left a message on mom's phone, so I went to check it, since I figured that it would have the meeting place.......but apparently you needed a password to get into mom's voice mail, and I didn't know said password...
Gar...I hate cell phones....I never want one! crying
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 6:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 7:16 pm
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Isn't it great how if you're not raking in the cash, the only reason is because you personally are a drug-abusing, woman-beating high-school dropout who is too lazy to "go and get a real job ololol"?
I mean, come on, five of my colleagues work their extremely skilled asses off at highly specialized work that required loads of training and a University education, and yet struggle to make ends meet sometimes.
I'm lucky, through my parents' hard work and their skill and luck, that I can go to college. So I start out needing mostly skill and effort on my part and not so much luck, right? There are loads of people out there who don't start off that way, people who have to sink themselves up to the eyes in red ink to go to college.
I'm going to stop here, because I am smoking mad and will be unable to be civil if I keep on this topic.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 7:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 7:46 pm
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