Your truths make me question my efficiency.

Your truths make me question my efficiency.

Megan Harpold

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I feel the need to do this, so I will.	[Jun. 16th, 2006\|12:28 pm]
So since i've had nothing better to do the past week than overanalyze my life situation and reflect on why i'm happy & unhappy for the days i've been sitting at my grandpa's house, I thought I would share a few things in my "blog". Disclaimer: I try not to be the Suicidal Susan // Debbie Downer // Negative Nancy that I hate so much in other people, but excuse me while i'm negative for the next several lines. Negatives. (1)My family kind of sucks. I'm not looking forward to returning to my house full of arguements where I can't leave my room without having to lock the door behind me, everytime, just so my drug-addicted brother will refrain from jacking my shit for his next batch of pills. (2)I'm tired of listening to my mother talk about how bad her life is, but whenever I go to her with the smallest complaint she abruptly tells me to stop feeling sorry for myself. (3) I'm tired of slowly watching my parent's marriage fall to pieces because they are so stressed about my brother's situation. (4)I'm exhausted by the fact that i'm expected to act like everything is fine with it's not. (5)I'm kind of mad that Mariah Carey is playing on the radio right now. (6)I don't like the fact that i'm almost 18, and just now getting my driver's license. (7)I am tired of not have the self-esteem to stand up for myself in certain situations. (8)I hate my job. But I love the Hannah, Amanda, Flamboyant, & Cute Boy that work there. So they make it a little more tolarable. (9)Fuck summer, it's too hot outside. (10)I hate the way I feel the need to apologize if I say something mean to someone, even if I meant it. (11)Most of the cool kids are leaving town this summer. (12)I want a boy. 12 things that I can think of. Not so bad. Let's get to the good stuff. Positives (1) First and foremost, I feel like I have great friends, & I love them all dearly, because they make me laugh. :] (2)I have this best friend who I feel 100% is always there for me, no matter what, & I love this bitch. (3)I like to drink. (4)I graduated high school. (5)I move out of my house in 2 months. (6)I turn 18 in one week. (7)I can legally obtain cigarettes in one week. (8)I leave for the beach with best friend in one week. (9)Lil' John songs put me in a good mood, and i'm not sure why. (10)I get to go bowling tommorrow with one of my favorite people of all times[Smith], before he leaves for Germany for 6 weeks. (11)Text messaging makes me happy. (12)Drunk text messaging makes me feel really stupid the following morning, but for the time being it makes me happy. (13)Going to Wal-Mart at 1:30 am with Cute Boy last night makes me happy. (14)Holding hands makes me happy, and gives me butterflies in my stomach. (15)Singing and dancing when no one is around makes me happy. So before I go any further, let's just assume from that list that it's the little things in life that make me really happy. With the exception of my friends, I don't base my happiness on any one certain thing. I feel like if I do this, I won't get dissapointed, or be as dissapointed about much. You can't base too much of your happiness on anything/anyone, because chances are that person won't be around for always. Not much about life is really that consistent.
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(no subject)	[May. 24th, 2006\|01:43 am]
Ok. So. Since i'm finally back in the world of computers I guess the only respectable thing to do is update this live journal thing. So today was about as uneventful as could be. I got up around 1..geeked it up on myspace for a while, called some people to see if they could hang out, but with no success. Went to work, saw beautiful Will come in to get his Double Cheese Burger Meal, medium fries, and a coke, err...i'm not a stalker, I swear. Laughed at my flamboyant gay named Duane, and my sarcastic heterosexual named Amanda. Then I came home. So here I am at 1:48 am, feeling the effects of my insomnia and wondering what I could be going right now. So yesterday, I got set up on some blind date bullshit with Amanda's boyfriend's friend Andrew. Ehhh, I was pretty excited to go before I found out that he is 5 foot 1 and looks like an ugly Quentin Tarintino..wait ...an Ugly Quentin Tarintino? That's like a double negative?..But anyway, it wouldn't have been too bad if he didn't have an aweful personality on top of his unflattering physical appearance. But whatever I guess. My birthday & vacation are in exactly a month. I'm pretty pumped to turn 18 & go to the beach with Hannah for 8 days, which means 7 nights of sitting on the porch of our ocean front rental home drinking vodka mixers with the ocean breeze blowing my frizzy blonde locks. Anyway, Last Call with Carson Dailey is almost off which means its past my bed time.
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Updating, bitches.

[Nov. 30th, 2005|08:43 pm]

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Alright thought i'd throw you a curve ball and make another entry about my amazingly eventful life.

Let's see.

Today, went to school. Came home. Took a nap.

This past weekend I went to an AMAZINGGGGGGGGG concert. Kaitlin and I went to see Better Than Ezra which you wouldn't think would be that great, but first of all, an old man with better tickets than us just gave us his because he couldn't go. And thennn we went outside for a smoke break and came back in and just walked right up to the front. I'm talking I could almost touch the bass player's crotch. And I should've. I tried my best to control my hormones but nature soon took over and I found my self screaming for his affections. I took some pictures on Kaitlin's camera, even though you're not supposed to, I do what I wantttt. Anyway, the pictures weren't that great but whatever. Kaitlin saw her ex-love, TJ King. And a hot old man helped me over my seat. After the concert(it let out around 9:30 and I didn't have to be some until 12ish), we went and hung out with Kaitlin's friend Chris. He seemed pretty nice. I think she should go for it.

So last night, Chris, Me, Kaitlin, and his friend Tyler went out to Huntington. It was ok except for when they drove us on an abandoned road that looked like something out of Wrong Turn, oh and also when they parked beside a river and we just sat there uncomfortably staring at each other for about 20 minutes. On the way home Chris proceeded to insult Kaitlin and I about how disgusting we looked as elementary school children and how he would've been one of the kids that make fun of us.

Alright.

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