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I will crawl, there's things that are worth giving up I know; but I won't let this get me, I will fight. You live the life you're given with the storms outside. Somedays all I do is watch the sky.

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  • losing entire documents on word.
    • so i save my progress like every other second.
  • having toilet paper stuck to the bottom of my shoe.
    • so embarrassing and tacky.
  • having my dress tucked into my underwear.
    • i've never actually had this happen, but i have seen it several times at work. which is pretty much enough to make me quadruple check myself before leaving the stall.
  • having something attached to my back.
    • not in the sense that someone stuck a "kick me" sign on my back.
    • but, like, maybe there was a spider in my dresser and he died by being crushed by the weight of all my junk and now his guts are all over my shirt. so i have to quadruple check myself before leaving my room.
    • also, i've never had this happen before. but i am still very worried about it.
  • not waking up to my alarm.
    • i always have my ihome up as loud as it will go, and i set all 3 of my alarms on my phone.
    • and sometimes i still manage to sleep through them.
  • having someone in my house.
    • there are two parts to this:
    • first:
      • sometimes i talk to myself. or sing. so i have to check out all the rooms in my house to make sure no one is home so they don't think i'm crazy.
    • second:
      • if i get home really late, i'm pretty sure there is an axe murderer slash child rapist slash serial killer lurking in my basement. right by my room. he's living off all the food i forget about in the basement fridge.
  • i'm also pretty sure that there is someone lurking in the big tree by my driveway. slash perhaps he moves around and hides in one of the trucks, or in the big tree in the front yard. but there is someone there, always, at night, and he is out to get me.
    • these past two paranoias developed in the summer of 2007. go figure.
  • because evan always texts me that he's home safe, i freak out and send him about 2 million texts if he takes longer than 5 minutes.
  • ripping my toe nails off
    • when i was little my mom told me not to stand behind a door, but i did. and the door opened. and away went my toe nails. so now i'm paranoid that they'll get ripped off again.
  • being shot. i'm always afraid i'll get shot.
dec 4 2009 ∞
jan 10 2010 +