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I can't help but wonder what goes through peoples heads sometimes. Just a couple days ago I was on Xbox live and in a large free-for-all battle on Halo 4 and some kid, maybe 10 or 11, was cussing up a storm. I got the first kill on the kid and he starts cussing at me. I promptly told him to go back to watching little kid shows and leave the violent games for the big kids. Which sparked the reaction of him trying to insult me. The only one who can insult me without me really saying anything back as most know is mckavian. So I pulled a Pops. Started twisting his own words around and just slaughtering him. I came in second to last place I made sure he didn't get any more kills.

Other than that and trying to find new work, not a lot has been going on other than some issues Corina and I are working on.

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WHy is it the only time when anyone else wants to play on my xbox is when I want to?

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I need a new webcomic to read, any suggestions? I'll read pretty much anything thats funny. Sometimes serioius as well.

Chapter 1 pt 2 (it wouldn't let me edit the other.)
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Videla grabbed her gun and stuck it in her hidden holster under her jacket as she got dressed. Bud just lifted his head from his spot on the bed and looked at her with a half yawn half whine, but stayed where he was. To say that he looked like hell was an understatement. She hadn't lied that Bud wasn't feeling well, but nothing she could do right now. She kissed his head, grabbed her keys, and walked out of the door she hadn't but just locked the door when a hand landed past her head on the wall. She sighed.

"what do you want?" she asked without looking.

"You know what I want." a heavily drunken voice said behind her. She turned around looking at him.

"You're drunk again." Videla stated bluntly. She shoved past him. "I'm late, go away." She hurried to her motorcycle, a beautiful red and black bike. When she got it up and going, she took the shortest route she knew. When she got to the shop, it was already packed. The parking lot was completely full. Even the surrounding businesses were packed. She sighed, knowing it was going to be a long day already. While she knew what was going on, she had no clue as to what was going on inside. She wondered why so many people were here so early. She parked around the back of the compound and vivaciously parked her bike, went inside and looked for the manager of the place. who was standing by a large table with some blue prints on it. He looks at Videla when she walks up.

"I got here as quick as I could. He was drunk again and stalled me for a minute." she states.

"Doesn''t surprise me probably reaks of the stuff." The man grumbled.
(all I could come up with for now.)

Chapter 1 pt 2
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Videla grabbed her gun and stuck it in her hidden holster under her jacket as she got dressed. Bud just lifted his head from his spot on the bed and looked at her with a half yawn half whine, but stayed where he was. To say that he looked like hell was an understatement. She hadn't lied that Bud wasn't feeling well, but nothing she could do right now. She kissed his head, grabbed her keys, and walked out of the door she hadn't but just locked the door when a hand landed past her head on the wall. She sighed.

"what do you want?" she asked without looking.

"You know what I want." a heavily drunken voice said behind her. She turned around looking at him.

"you're drunk again." Videla

wtf?
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Had a dream last night that really freaked me out. It was like I was watching a song called Plague of Babylon by Iced Earth play out. Issue was, I was the plague and everyone died. Until someone came along and finally killed me. It was bad enough to wake me up out of a dead sleep at like 3am. Then again at 530 this morning.

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I just realized I've been on here for three years now. It's been a long time, that has went by rather fast. I can't help but think how much easier it would have been had I not done some of the stupidity I have. But that's then and now is now. I might not have gotten into the perdicament I am had things gone differently. I am still trying a lot of new things, and am still going. But one thing remains constant. Everything changes. Not always good or bad, but for one reason or another. HAven't had any new ideas to write about. Or anything to really share for the past couple days. IT both scares and excites me that I'll be 21 this year.

Royally fucking pissed.
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I just got told recently that instead of just needing my math credits redone, I have 3 others I need to finish. I am getting sick of this fucking shit. I have been fucked over twice already, I'm sick of this. I'm tired. I'm tired of this constant stupidity. I'm tired of my job. I'm tired of these people. I'm tired of having no car. I'm tired of being in pain. Mostly I'm tired of being tired, and there is nothing I can do about it. I am *trying* to save up for a car and find a new place of work. It's proving more of a pain than I imagined. I'm physically and mentally exhausted right now. I've got a plan for saving for the car. hopefully nothing will come up that will make me spend anything.

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A nice cold vodka-lemonade, a nice chapter or two in Deadpool, and a night of cuddles. Could this get any better? For those of you who know I am still in school. I have passed my end of course exams and basically have jack shit to do til the 7th. Yay me :D. So i figured I'd treat myself and splurge a bit if my next check allows it. If not I'll save it for things we actually need. I'd like to inform those of you who know I am in a relationship, that we are currently engaged. I put the ring on her finger literally a few days before our anniversary. I can honestly say without a doubt in my mind I am the happiest I've been in a long time. If I am lying to myself I hope I never learn the truth. This is how I will think about this til the day something happens. Be it for better or worse. Oh and in the next couple days, I'll try to upload my drawing from art class.

Couldn't sleep, random thoughts.
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So here I am, once again can't sleep. I've been thinking a lot lately too. I want to be there for people I care about. More than I currently am. I just wish I knew how to be.. I wish I could say that my mental stability has been getting better, and one hand it has but on the other the thoughts have been getting more violent and more detail oriented. It scares me what I realize I am capable of. I don't want to have these thoughts. Know how generally the voices in your head are egging you on into doing something? The ones in my head are trying to help me keep from doing these acts.

I understand that others have it worse than me, and others don't have the same triggers or emotional attachment to certain things like me. But that doesn't make it any less scary to me. Or make me want to be there for the ones I care for any less. Yeah me and my grandparents aren't exactly seeing eye-to-eye right now, but that doesn't mean I love them any less. I found something to keep me tied to this world. As much as I want to leave this world, I'm sure I'm not going without a fight.

I have been trying to distract myself with thoughts of like 'why did I choose the path I took?' and such. I have yet to come to a conclusion I am satisfied with. I am going to keep asking myself this until I reach a decent conclusion, or die. Which ever comes first. Am I currently happy with my choices? Eh not all of them. Do I regret anything? There are some things I regret but what happened happened no sense on dwelling on the bad. Should I meditate more than I do? Yeah, probably would help ease my mind.

Anyways, speaking of eased minds, I think I'll try to sleep now.

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