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10:56 p.m. - 07.20.05

no visit to calgary. i am so broke. i could only go grocery shopping and get a loaf of bread, some cheese, and a tomatoe. that was pretty much all of my money. i get paid on friday, but it all goes to these bills that i all of a sudden have to pay. what the fuck is this? fucking expensive phone bill. screw connection fees. they cost an arm and a leg.

i can't wait to get my cell phone back (i think this weekend). my dad paid it all off, i just have to buy a new phone, which means my mom can take back the landline, and it's all gravy from there.

so, my walkman was stolen, my purse was stolen, and now, on saturday, my bike was stolen. i was almost in tears in front of strangers. it still pains me.

ok, so call me if you live in a different city/province. thank you. i don't even have $5 to buy a phone card to call you people. i haven't really been out of my house past midnight lately (that is quite a feat) and yeah, i have been sitting at home reading and watching movies. or going for walks. i really miss my bike. 604.433.3410.

too much money to spend, and not enough of it. why can't this just be a socialist society? right, the greedy mongers that thrive for wealth and power.

this compouter screen is 'burning out' and everything is very blurry and hard to read. sorry for any gramatical errors and the such. peace out dudes.

yes alex, i am sad, this means we can't get married yet. ♥ i love you still.

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