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Monday, January 3rd, 2005

Time:7:21 pm.
Mood: cold.
Music:Rape Me --Nirvana.

So today was the first day back to school, and I must say it was really bad. I did not want to be there in the least bit. Just seeing the school for the first time in 2 weeks, pissed me off royally. Wow when I say 2 weeks, it makes it sound like not a very long time, but it felt like the break went on forever. Which was a good thing. :-D

I was talking to someone today, about it and I came to realise that I don't miss it at all. I miss the people involved with it, but it itself not so much. And I do not think I will end up missing it. Hmm.. I am having break through. Score one for Shannon, she does not care anymore. :-D

It is so bloody cold in my freekin house! It's unbelieveable. I am sitting at the computer shivering uncontrolably.

well ill update more later

Ciao fellow people

Shannon

 

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Tuesday, December 14th, 2004

Time:5:29 pm.
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Sunday, December 12th, 2004

Time:6:46 pm.
Everything would be so much easier if people didnt care. it would be so much easier if we had no emotions or feelings.

i wish this could happen. i wish alot of things could happen. i wish you would all just leave me. i wish i wouldnt hurt you. i wish. i just wish
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Monday, November 22nd, 2004

Time:10:37 pm.

I AM HAPPY!!! YAY! ME! I' M HAPPY! WOW, LETS HOPE IT LASTS THIS TIME..

YAY FOR HAPPINESS

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Sunday, November 21st, 2004

Time:2:22 pm.
Mood: bored.
Music:Dare You To Move -- Switchfoot.

It's been an interesting week to say the least. I don't particulaily want to get into it tho, so I wont. Lets just say I'm jumping for joy that it is finally over.

So this week was fairly boring, went to school, coop, band, got report cards (fuck yea!! 85%) I have no idea how i got that! but i did and i am so happy about it!!! for once my parents are proud of me. i mean right now i am on honor roll. i just have to keep it like that until the end of the year. and i dont see how that will be a problem. i mean my courses are so bloody easy, and my mom said she would sign practice logs, so yay!! that will boost my music mark up 10% i think.. oh well.. it will lower it self again as soon as we actually start theory. but yea so that was my week

I went bowling yesterday with work. HOLY FUCK that was so much fun. i havent been bowling in like 7 years or something like that. it was crazy fun! i sucked so bad tho. hehe and then i went to bbsit, that was pointless. i hate having to bbsit when the kids are in bed. i feel useless. and i was so pissed i had the opportuntity to get massivly huge amounts of money. they need a bbsitter after school in 2005 but i cant do it. stupid band and coop. arg!!! i was not a happy person. oh well.

yea so now im bored. got nothing to do all day. anyone wanna do something call me

 

Shannon

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Thursday, November 18th, 2004

Time:10:36 pm.
all i can do is cry. all i can do is think about you. you know today i tuned everything out, and thought about the good times. you know what the funny thing about that is? all the good times had you in them. i feel like i have lost everything. but i have lost everything. you are everything. you are MY everything. you were my best friend (no offece emma, but you havent been around all that much lately). you made me feel special, you made me feel like i was needed for something. and i betrayed you. i lost the only thing in my life that meant anything to me. i love you. i couldnt admit that to anyone especially myself. i hurt you the first time, i just couldnt hurt you a second time, but i guess that failed. eh? i couldnt admit to love again. i couldnt put myself through the prospect of getting hurt that bad again. but this is worst than anything i have ever felt before.
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Time:7:36 pm.
I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry

OKAY GET THE MESSAGE! THIS IS NOT JUST TO YOU. ITS TO EVERYONE, EVERYONE HAS THEIR OWN PROBLEMS TO DEAL WITH AND IM SO SELFISH. I SHOVE ALL MINE ON EVERYONE. AND IVE ONLY JUST NOW FIGURED THIS OUT. IM A HORRIBLE BITCH. ALWAYS HAVE BEEN. NO WONDER! NO WONDER I HAVE LOST SO MANY PEOPLE I HAVE CARED ABOUT IN THE PAST. IF YOU KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR YOU, YOULL LEAVE ME BEFORE THINGS GO WAY OUTTA CONTROL.

AND DO ME ANOTHER FAVOURE. IF I LOOK SAD DON'T ASK ME WHATS WRONG. IT JUST MAKES ME MORE SAD. AND YOU WONDERED HOW I COULD GO FROM BEING HAPPY AND PERKY TODAY TO WELL "ME". ITS CUZ WHEN THERE IS NOTHING ELSE GOING ON. I HAVE TIME TO THINK ABOUT THINGS. THINGS THAT MAKE ME SAD. THINGS THAT MAKE ME REGRET MY LIFE.

NOW I KNOW THAT I WOULD NEVER DO ANYTHING TO MYSELF. AND I KNOW THAT I KEEP SAYING THINGS. BUT I WANT YOU TO ALL KNOW. I DO FEEL LIKE I SHOULDN'T BE HERE. I JUST DONT HAVE THE GUTS TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT. SO DON'T BE WORRIED ABOUT ME IN THAT ASPECT. CUZ I WILL NEVER DO ANYTHING TO MYSELF. EVER!!! I PROMISE.

NOW I LIKE I HAVE SAID IF YOUR SMART YOU STAY FAR AWAY FROM ME.

THATS IT FROM ME
Shannon
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Wednesday, November 17th, 2004

Time:3:32 pm.
you prolly wont read this but i figured this is the only way i can talk to you. just do me a favour and believe everything i say here, and dont bitch me out.

what i did the other day was not to get you in trouble (although yes i knew it would) it was not to get back at you for anything, it was not to spite you, it was stictly to get you help. and even tho i know you dont believe you need help, you do. and im sorry but once again i am going to compair you to my uncle. he left the house at age 16, well got kicked outta the house at age 16, from the time he left till about 2 years ago he was blazed. someone was hired to kill him, fortionatly he got outta that, he survived. while still at home, he stole anything he could get his hands on, just to sell it to get money for his drugs. and even tho i dont know what you are doing with this money you are getting. it still scares me. everything i have found out about you in the last couple of days is just flash backs to what my mom/ aunt/ grandparents have told me about my uncle. and i dont want for your family and friends to have to go through what my family and his friends went through.

i am seriously worried about you. now i know we will NEVER be friends again. i know i fucked that up. and im sorry that it ruined our friendship, but i am not sorry for what i did. it needed to be done. im sorry for everything you are going through right now. but what i am even more sorry for is, what im going through right now. doing what i did was the hardest thing i have ever had to do. knowing it would ruin what we had/ or lack there of, but knowing in my heart it was the right thing to do, that was the biggest decision i have ever had to make.

i am sorry

Shannon
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Tuesday, November 16th, 2004

Time:4:25 pm.
im making my journal friends only. so if you wanna be on my list. post a comment and ill add you, or not. depends how im feeling at that moment in time.. hehe

Shannon
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Subject:Screw You
Time:3:40 pm.
Mood: blank.
im all outta breath. have been for days. i dont know what to believe anymore. i thought i knew myself, i thought i knew my friends. but i knew as much as they let me. but left out the most importaint things. i have been lied to for almost 2 years. its quite sad really. but there is nothing i can do about it. it is not my problem anymore. it never was. do you know how many times people have had to tell me that? to tell me that it is not my fault, no matter how many times people blame me. there is nothing i can do about it. i never could. my entire life i have been helping people ever since i was in grade 2. helping people is my life. and this whole time i thought i was helping people i have just been making things worse.

i refuse to live my life the way my mom and my aunt had to unfortionatly. i wont put myself through that kind of pain. i wont put my family through that kind of pain. i thought maybe if i tried my hardest i could stop them from putting themselves through that kind of pain. but they dont want help. so ive done all i can.

i know what i did was right. you can yell and bitch as much as you possibly want. you can try to make me feel bad for what i have, or have not done. but it wont work. i was brought up right. i KNOW what i did was right. and you cant change that.

its time for me to work on myself for a little bit. screw everyone else, im gonna make myself happy. although i dont know how, because i have been helping others for so long i dont know what to do with myself anymore, ill figure things out. ill be sure of that.

so screw you all. screw you for trying to make me feel bad, i did what i had to do. i did what was right.

Shannon
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Sunday, November 14th, 2004

Time:9:07 pm.
I CANT STAND THIS ANYMORE. IM SORRY EVERYONE. I CANT DO ANYTHING RIGHT. EVER! EVERYONE GETS MAD AT ME. FOR THINGS I CANT POSSIBLY UNDERSTAND. PICK A REASON, ANY REASON. ITLL BE FINE. ILL JUST STAND HERE AND LET YOU SHIT ALL OVER ME. CUZ ITS WHAT I DO. I LET PEOPLE TREAT ME LIKE SHIT, AND I TAKE THEM BACK. ALL THE TIME. RIGHT?! I HATE MYSELF. I CANT STAND IT! WHY DO I DESERVE THIS?
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Saturday, November 13th, 2004

Time:8:25 pm.
Mood:painful.
Music:Sweet Child of Mine -- Guns N' Roses.
so what has been up with me latly? not to fucking much. i keep getting these retarded headaches, and im in mucho amounts of pain. cuz they arent little headaches they are huge massive headaches. so yea thats it.

I wanna have a party. i wanna see everyone again. lets all go out for dinner, sometime soon. ahaha i love that idea. emmas bril. but when can we do it so that everyone is available? hm.. must start to plan this thinger.. i hate planning stuff. im no good at it.

so im stitting in my house, and it smells like smoke, yay for first fire of the winter. its gonna get real toasty in here

speaking of toaste:
i like toast-ilike toast- see how they run-see how they run- you spread peanut butter and jam on them- you eat them over and over again- i like toast- on a lampoast. <-- ahaha thats just for you scott. i know how much you like that song


well because i have no life that is all i have to update on.
so i love you all
shannon
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Wednesday, November 10th, 2004

Subject:People I miss
Time:8:55 pm.
Mood: confused.
Music:Gilmore Girls In The Background.

I miss so many people right now. I thought maybe if i listed them it would make me feel better. So here i go:

  • Roger
  • Steph
  • Kate
  • Lisa
  • Joel
  • Keith
  • Guy
  • Dave
  • Meghan
  • Mal
  • Breanne
  • Ben
  • Debbie
  • Nessa
  • Graeme
  • Kaitlyn
  • Megan
  • Bobby Jo
  • Corey
  • Leah
  • Miranda
  • Deary
  • Erin
  • Marissa
  • Sarah
  • Emma
  • Myself

There we go! i wish i could just see them all and we could have a grand ol time.. but some of them ill never see again. Its quite sad really

P.S. if anyone know the alt code for a heart could you please tell me --> MUAH! <--

 

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Monday, November 8th, 2004

Subject:Thursdays my anniversary!
Time:10:28 pm.
Mood: scared.
Music:Feeling this -- Blink 182.
Thursday is my anniversary. Thursday the 11th of November. everyone remembers it as Rememberance day. well yes i do too. but a year ago thursday something else happened. something i unfortionatly cant forget. what a day to pick to do it on. the day no one forgets. thats why its called Rememberance day. well thursday is the anniversary of the day my life turned to shit. everyone who knows what im talking about. think about it. when was the last time i was truely happy, for longer than a week? when was the last time i could sleep through the nite with out crying? when was the last time i didnt think about him? before he asked me out. thats the answer. its as simple as that.

The anniversary of the day my life turned to shit.

happy anniversary to me
Shannon
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Sunday, November 7th, 2004

Time:4:37 pm.
Mood: sore.
Music:The Space Between -- Dave Matthews Band.
What is wrong with me? i know there is something. im sick somehow. im pale as hell. yes i believe it. finally. i keep getting headaches, my mom says they are from not eating, but i eat so much, that is why i look the way i do. my eyes hurt. i cant wear my glasses cuz they make my headache bigger, cant wear my contacts cuz well, my eyes hurt. my arms hurt, feels like i have been lifting something heavy, but i cant think of anything i have been lifting. my back hurts more than it has in months, and the same goes for my shoulders. i seem to always be tired. what is it? what is wrong with me? i jsut wanna know so i can fix it. frig there always seems to be something wrong with me. always!

well thats it
Shannon
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Saturday, November 6th, 2004

Time:9:45 am.
one summer.. lets rent a house. a house by the water. lets stay there as long as our money will let us. we will have no agendas. live freely. love truely. lets do it.
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Friday, November 5th, 2004

Time:12:26 pm.
1. Tell me one thing you love about me.

2. Tell me two things you love about yourself.

3. Look through the comments... when you see someone you know, tell them three things you love about them.

4. Do this in your journal so I can tell you what I love about you.
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Time:9:30 am.
so i am so fucking tired! got no sleep. well not true. i slept for 45 mins. shitty ass nite! i havent had a nightmare in years and i had 2 of em last nite! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
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Wednesday, November 3rd, 2004

Subject:POSTMAN PAT!!!
Time:11:25 am.
Mood: excited.
Music:Postman Pat.

 

 

Theme Song Lyrics:
Postman Pat, Postman Pat,
Postman Pat and his black and white cat,
Early in the morning,
Just as day is dawning,
He picks up all the post bags in his van.
Postman Pat, Postman Pat,
Postman Pat and his black and white cat,
All the birds are singing,
And the day is just beginning,
Pat feels he's a really happy man.
Everybody knows, his bright red van,
All his friends will smile as he waves to greet them,
Maybe,
You can never be sure,
They'll be knock,
Ring,
Letters through your door,
Hay hay,
Postman Pat, Postman Pat,
Postman Pat and his black and white cat,
All the birds are singing,
And the day is just beginning,
Pat feels he's a really happy man,
Pat feels he's a really happy man,
Pat feels he's a really happy man.

End Theme Song Lyrics (season 3 onwards):
Postman, Postman Pat,
Can you guess what's in his bag?
Is there a letter?
Mieow!
Is there a parcel?
Mieow!
Is there a postcard?
What's left? Jess the cat!
Postman, Postman Pat,
Can you guess what's in his bag?
Mieow!

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Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004

Time:7:38 pm.
i love you!
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