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5.26.2006

It’s one of those days where you’re mad so everyone is mad at you.

“You have to learn that you don’t have a life.”

I don’t take sarcasm very, but I don’t think you care. That’s another thing, You are mad, but they don’t care. Fine.

By the way, I am not the host when a guest comes over. I am a child that doesn’t even know their names. We do not know one another, and they did not come to see me. Don’t treat me like your slave.

Don’t criticize me or my friends or my work. You do it out of fun, but haven’t you realized that I don’t see those insults humorous?

Sorry about my dull rant. It's been a little while.

-Lisa

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