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2001-12-01

Black And Dirty

There is a very legitimate reason why I do not like speaking with people via telephone. That reason would be the fact that I am not comfortable. It is also the fact that I do not trust my own voice. I really don't. It's a strange thing to say, I know, but for some reason I can't seem to trust that my tone won't offend or won't turn monotone or something as drastic as become sarcastic. I feel much more comfortable when I'm on MSN rather than talking on the phone. (My MSN e-mail, by the way, is theoneandonly_teenybopper@hotmail.com if you'd like to add me ... That would be nice.)

My fine dining experience tonight was rather annoying and now I have a decently bad headache due to it. My little step-brother just won't shut up and my step-sister who just turned eleven years old can't do anything without her mother. I was definetly not so dependant on my mother by the time I was eleven, I also believe I was more mature.

Here come the men in black, galaxy defenders. Here come the men in black, they won't let you remember.

I like it that people can talk to me about their problems. I like listening and giving advice. I enjoy making people feel good about themselves and I like making them feel better about different situations. I don't know why, but it makes me happy to make someone else happy too. Maybe a little cheesy, but it's just the truth.

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