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I'm really stoked. I have a picture of my dead dog, for the shrine of the dead.
I will dress up as a Chinese farmer. I don't think it'll be that hard. Halloween
is the best holiday, by far. I can't wait to eat the mushrooms I found.

We got Pepper the puppy a playmate! He is this tiny little brown lab mix...
We haven't named him yet. Does anyone have suggestions?

Has anyone noticed the back of the 2009 pennies?
I just found another one, and the picture is totally
different.

My mom said she hears something breathing really heavily, and
bumping against bushes and trees in our backyard. Either there
are zombies or bears back there. Both of there possibilities are
not pleasant ones. Shoot.

I woke up at 4:00am today, and haven't been able to get back to sleep.
This really sucks, because I don't even have class today! My teacher is
snowed in; she lives in Shelton.

I need a good book.

So much has happened in my life recently.

I got a job at Taco Time! But I have not started working
yet. I have to get a food handler's card. Bullshitttt.

As of today, I am done withdrawing from terrible things.
Fuck me, right? I'm not doing that again.

My 20th birthday was my worst birthday EVER.
I hated it. The entire day was just awful.

I miss my good friends so much, and I want to see
them as soon as possible. I also want to hang out
with old friends, and have been trying to get a hold
of some old buddies and ex-girlfriends as of late.
Not sure if this is a good idea, but whatever.

"If this isn't wonderful, WHAT IS?"

Hey! Cassie Henry, I happened to stumble across your
owl necklace at my parent's house. I think it used to be
your favorite. If you want it back, tell me.
I'm not sure you can read this so I might IM you.

This phrase was told to American GIs during WW2
and was printed on many posters throughout the duration of
the war. That is where it originated.


I believe in chance, and random happenings.

The bible says that god created humans in his image.
Yet it also says that god is perfect. What sort of person
can define perfect? Nobody. There is no set definition,
as it is an opinion. What do you think "god" would define
perfect as? Humans aren't perfect. If we were created in
a perfect god's image, by that perfect god, then we should
be... right?

I'm not trying to force my opinion on anybody.

I can't even begin to explain how ignorant my parents are.
I am living in Port Orchard with my parents and they
are good people with good intentions, but they refuse 
to listen to facts and logic. It's like they think they know
everything, and when I try to make a counter arguement they
just don't listen at all. Literally, they will just start to yell
over me and tell me that I don't know shit. 

God I am in such a terrible mood.
My wrist is in extreme pain constantly,
and the doctor didn't give me anything 
for the pain. It literally hurts so bad that 
I can't focus on anything but the pain.

I am only here because I cannot afford rent
because I really fucked up my wrist and just plain
can't work! And my parents are pretty much giving 
me the choice of being grounded for a month
and a half, or living on the streets.
Those fucking assholes, I am so pissed off.

Man this is shitty. My parents debate things like
Bill O'reilly does. They ignore facts and instead use
religious beliefs as the backround in their 
arguements. When I am right about something,
they completely ignore it and just try to yell what they think
louder than I can even state my case.


This is going to be a horribly depressing 6 weeks : (
I hate living with my super conservative, overly religious parents.
They choose the bible over science. My dad refuses to 
even think about evolution, favoring creation.

Half of this big mess comes from me telling my
parents that I wasn't a christian. The just flipped out,
and have been angry ever since.

Can a man not come to his own conclusions in my 
parent's house? The reason I am not a Christian is simply
because I looked into it myself, and decided that that wasn't for me.
I really did research the things that caused me to decide this.
And I am not going to go to church to be bored out of my mind
for their sake.

God damnit this is all such bullshit.

My wrist cannot be ignored anymore,
and I am going to Navy Hospital Bremerton
today sometime around 6pm. I think
I may have torn a tendon or broke a bone
or something. My hand is at a weird angle
and my wrist hurts pretty badly.
Hopefully they help in some way,
besides saying to put ice on it.
Crazy mopeds in Hawaii hahahah.

It's been a really mellow few days,
and I really have not done much at all.
Being back at my apartment is really
great, the job search is going to
start up tomorrow, because my wrist
really hurts bad enough to make me
not want to talk to prospective employers.

This journal is now friends only.
Comment and I'll add you.
If I deleted you then stay out of my life, please.

In a bored stupor. I can't wait to start work.
While it will probably suck, at least I will be getting paid
and have something to do!!!!

I got my food handlers permit today,
and it was one of the easiest test ever.
I am upset that I had to waste my time sitting in the
class before I got to take the test, because
anyone who has lived in the US for 5 years
could pass it with ease and no practice.

I like to be here, when I can.

Today was pretty uneventful.
It was dad's birthday so we all went to Tacoma to eat
and then they bought me groceries and I went
back to Seattle.

End of day.

I love my family though.

I feel so damn good.

I need a haircut, and to shave.

Man I can't wait to have some cash again.
I'll see Lil Castar much more often,
and I'll buy some black shoes, and
I'll fill my car's gas tank, and I'll
probably do some other things too.

Tomorrow I am filling out the final paperwork
to be a Baker Sales Clerk at Safeway. Hopefully.

This is lame.

I should have just stayed in Seattle.

...Yay? 

So I ended up trying ecstasy the other day.
I was at this mansion party and it was
about 3am, and I was really tired
but having fun and didn't want to go
to sleep, and the friend I had gone with
had gotten like 5 of them for free.
So, I took 2 of them.

The next 6 hours were so fun.
I had hella beer, and hella weed,
and met hella new people but
wasn't beligerant.

Anyways, I got like 2 hours of sleep
at 7am and had company so I took the
last one around 3pm.

And I had a wild day.

For the last three days, I have had the most intense
dream series. It's about this Russian exchange student
of Peggy's. I can't ever remember her name though.

The craziest things happen. War and awkward moments.
It's like a parallel life that I am living in my sleep.

I am moving outta my house, and moving
in with Jonathan.

Long story short, I am tired of being at home.
I love my rents, but I really would like to live
in Seattle.

I miss listening to post hardcore,
and wandering the streets looking
for trouble or adventure.

I'm exited for tomorrow.
My auntie sent me money from California.
Man I love my auntie Chit. She is fucking awesome.

In other news,
Somebody set us up the bomb,
make your time.