NOVEMBER 27, 2002-5:11pm

Ah yes, I'm grounded off of the internet... as you can tell. I'm also grounded off the phone and going places. I really need some money. I have decided to sell my Beanie Babies and some other belongings. But I still need to go through them. Would it be right to have a garage sale when it's cold? It doesn't seem right to me. I'm gonna sell my beanie babies (with tags) for $5 each since thats how much I bought them for. And the ones without tags, I'll sell for $3. And then I have to get people to give me some donations.. doesn't matter how much. But I will collect money. And eventually I'll have some.. and I was THINKING about babysitting but then I realized that I would smash the kid's face in before the night was over, so I decided that was not a good idea. I have asked Mr. Hahn if he has any jobs for me to do, and he said his house does NOT need to be cleaned. Then I asked him if I could shovel his driveway and he said "I don't know." And he also said "I don't know" to me finding out who keeps knocking down his mailbox. So if it's you, please inform me. Oh yes, Jimmy, you should get a job so you can get me some money.. teeheehee. I'm so devious. Enough about ways of getting money.. although that is the thing of my week..
HUAH! Only one person understands that, and I doubt she has ever been here. You're a slave to money, then you die. Oh MAN that's the best quote I've ever heard. So true. Where is Jimmy? I have not talked to him in a while. Not since yesterday... right before I got grounded. But then I got grounded and went straight to sleep. Damn me.
FREAK100940: if i ask her she'll kick me off the computer
FREAK100940: i dont want to lose this
A7XFREAK: haha your one true love
Yay, computers are fun. I hate those stupid movies you have to watch in Social Studies. Ugh. Now I must eat.

-5:31pm

11:47pm:this insanity was written by me. if you think there are typos anywhere in here, you are wrong. i spelled everything crazily and i was just going insane. i dont know..

Me funny inspirations
the old man chuckled as he took out his garbage. "what ye be doin this fine time of the day?" asked old woman margey from the next planet. "Just lettin out my great wasted food supply, old woman margey." answered the old man. "la de da de da!" said the old man walking back to his old frontal portal! "yeeee i never!" said old woman margey!! Old man run to door, old man a openin the door, old man sit down on front door step, old man laugh at old woman margey and her misfortunes! old man have FUN! old woman margey ANGRYYYY!!! she no have fun!
"what is ye problemo old woman margey?" asked old manny boy!
"ahh ye old fool tis U!! you are my problemo old man!" answered old woman margey!
"AHH SHUT UP YA OLD HAG! YER NUTTIN BUT A PIGLET!" yelled the oldeee maneeeteee!
"thats why you aint got any friends! mean bitter old man!" she yell from across the yardees.
"didnt i tell ye to shut up?" old manetee answered cheerfully! he shows no emotion! shows no care! old manetee has got it made! he has realized that friendships cause him great amounts of PAIN!!! he has realized that love causes him even MORE pain! lots and tons and parking lots of it! but old woman margey is still on that crazy bus with her library card known as jekyll hyde! ye all crazay with yer clothes on, just take 'em off even if ye are uglier than a hooten nanny!!!
so old man STRIPPED of his clothes and ran towards old woman margey! "NO go away!!" she screamed in horror of the running manetee of the old persuasion! "ye wanna hug?" old man asked his voice crackin with every word! "yer drunk, wilbur go home!" old woman margey said! "my names not wilbur ye old haggish woman! i dont wanna go home! im a grown man ye cant tell me what to do" old man answered her with a grin! "well ya sure dont act like a grown man, yer a looney!!" she shouted in defense! "aw, go to hades ye OLD wizard doggie.." he ran away to her front door and walked inside the housey! "NO wilbur get outta there i have me sister over for tea!!" she screamed after him! But it was too late. old man was IN there! no stoppin that streakin maniac! "hey old woman margeys sistey! how u feelin?? i hate yer sister!" old man exclaimed runnin through the portal! old woman margeys sister stared in amazement! a streaking man in the town of worldystupidmensville!!! never woulda guessed!!! "aw, wilbur what ye up to now?" ran through teh door old woman marget did! "will you stop callin me wilbur and shut yer pie hole ye old hag like i told ye before!!!" shouted the old man! he RAN to the window and busted out of the room bare assed! "BYE BYE OLD WOMAN MARGEYS SISTEY!" he said smilin a 1 mile wide smiley and raisin his broweyes to meet her standards!! "BYE BYE OLD MANSEPH!" shouted old woman margeys sister!!

-12:00am

12:14am:I guess I'm writing a lot today. If someone asks me how I am, I honestly could not tell them. I'm not sure how I am at all. I honestly could not complain. My friends are the greatest. My family has been.. yeah. Siblings-wise, everything is great. I don't know about parents. And my relationship with Busia has always been fantastic. That goes without saying. I hope Em comes over for Turkey Day. I don't want her to go to Chicageeee. (No typo.) I like a joke as well as the next fat person. Hahaha! I watched that Paul McCartney concert. Amazing. Oh yes, and I watched Andy do all his Yoga shit. That was fucking awesome. He said he has like 50 things he does every night. Wow. I admire him. I've written a bunch today.
I feel free
No one can change me
My mind has been cleansed
Now my heart slowly mends
I follow this path
Suffocating within your wrath
Never skipping a single heart beat
Managing to make the ends meet
As I gasp for air
None of you care
I can see all of you giving in
You say you're happier than you've ever been
But I know what's going on
I refuse to be your pawn
My heart is mending
My mind depending
On this single movement
On this single treatment
Yet I'm still feeling free
And no one can change me
Ahh yes, inspiration after inspiration! I can't stop this. I can't stop writing. Does that mean I'm a writer? I really love to write, I love it dearly. Almost as much as I love a certain person. Do I let the conversations between friends die, or do they? I can never tell. Well considering that Andy will be home soon, and I'm tired, yet wired, I'm gonna stop writing. Even though I want to continue. I'm pretty sure this is a massive entry. I think it's insane how I can just STOP in the middle of an entry and write poetry. Insanity. I don't even remember what that poem was about. That's also insane. I need to get a hold of Em tomorrow.. I'm actually gonna leave this time, I think. My hands are getting tired of typing since I was typing on the typewriter for an hour and a half. Dammmmn, my left hand really hurts for some odd reason! Ok, ok, I'm leaving. Bye bye now, kiddies.

-12:34am