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I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.

I'm BLACK, so I MUST carry a gun.

I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.

I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be smart.

I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.

I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.

I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.

I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.

I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.

I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.

I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.

I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.

I'm an ATHEIST, so I MUST hate the world.

I DON'T HAVE A RELIGION, so I MUST not have morals.

I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.

I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.

I'm JAMICAN so I must smoke weed.

I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.

I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.

I TAKE ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.

I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.

I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.

I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.

I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.

I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.

I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a stuck up whore.

I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.

I wear skirts a lot, so I MUST be a slut.

I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.

I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.

I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.

I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth.

I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a stupid ditz.

I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.

I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.

I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.

I'm BLACK, so I MUST like rap and act ghetto

I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.

I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.

I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.

I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals.

I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a big peter.

I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.

I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.

I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.

I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.

I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.

I'm INTO THEATER ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.

I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be gay.

I have BIG BOOBS, so I MUST be a whore.

I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.

I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.

I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool.

I'm GERMAN, so I MUST be a Nazi.

I hang out with GAYS, so I MUST be GAY TOO.

I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.

I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited.

I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13.

I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy.

I'm HAWAIIAN, so I MUST be lazy.

I'm AUSTRALIAN, so I MUST live in the outback.

I'm a STONER, so I MUST be going in the wrong direction.

I'm a VIRGIN, so I MUST be a prude.

I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly or crazy.

I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon and fried chicken.

I'm ASIAN, so I MUST have a small penis.

I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.

I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.

I'm PREP, so I MUST be rich.

I don't like the SUN so I MUST be albino.

I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.

I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.

I HURT MYSELF, so I MUST be emo.

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You're all going to KILL me........and I don't blame you...
Ummmmm,............I really hope you haven't gotten...um...too far into planning....................ummm.....I'M SORRY
I feel so fucking stupid. I was the one who suggested going back on friday anyways and I was working so hard to plan for it and even my DAD of all people was happy with it (so just imagine...if I could do that then I can move mountains) and then today they handed out calendars for the 2nd 6 weeks and now I have 2 tests, an essay, and a quiz on friday I CAN'T DO THIS!!!!!
And I would just say "fuck it!" and skip anyways, but we have the PSAT next wednesday and everything and I'd have to stay after until 5:00 every day next week...maybe...I know this is getting really, really repetative...but maybe we can get together sometime soon, like one of these coming weekends...and I really hope you guys read this in time T_T'
I'm so fucking sorry..........but maybe you guys could still go...without me
*sigh* Dig me a hole and put me in it

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Buenos uhhh *looks at clock* tardes mis amigos!
I haven't posted a journal in a while so I figured I should before I died of an ulcer. I don't think it was the best idea signing up for 4 honors classes at once. This is the last weekend I have to 15 though so I'm feeling rather nostalgic. Not that I'm really expecting anyone to remember my birthday since I have to like write it all over myself just for me remember it. I'm not having a sweet 16 or anything though...sorry...
I almost like, had a heart attack last night when one of my dude friends showed up at my door at almost 8:00 wanting to hang out. My dad answered the door so...that in itself should explain it...at first when I heard my name I like, randomly dove under my desk to hide...it kind of worries me how spastic I'm getting. That added to the druggie-look isn't doing too much for me. Cyrus keeps telling me I'm going to get ulcers, which of course makes me worry more. T.T' I can't believe Cyrus is taller than my dad now...Jesus, these kids're like weeds...
Anyways, I was wondering if anyone would be able to make it to Dealey for fair day on the 9th. I don't want to be the only one who turns up.
dot dot dot Wake me up the day before September ends
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*breathes sigh of releif* Ohhhhhh, my. My grandpa's okay. Scariest thing in the world, I thought I was going to lose him.
Yeah, night before last we got this call from my grandma at like, 12:30 and I didn't know who it was at the time, so I didn't get up. At least I got to sleep without worry, even though I know that's a horrible thing to say. So yeah, he had a heart attack and they couldn't airlift him to the hospital in iowa-city because it was raining like hell out so they had to put him in an ambulance. Thank god they took him there because if they'd left him to the hospital in my hometown, he wouldn't have made it. That hospital's claimed the lives of both my great grandma and my uncle through heart-related problems so...*long exhail* i just didn't want to say anything until i knew he was alright
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ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.................
don't read this if you don't want to listen to me complain........shield your eyes and turn the page...
ughhhhhhhhhh..........i'm sick of this.....i just want to hide away and go into hibernation until this is all over with...my friend alex in mad at me...my old boyfriend's mad at me...my mom's mad at me...and all because, for once, i acted selfish and didn't do things to hurt myself just to make other people happy...
my mom wants to move. i don't want to move. my parents NEVER think about US; me and cyrus, and the impact moving all the time has on a person. you know, those 2 years of middle school were the longest i had ever stayed at a school without moving. if i move back to my little hometown, that'll mean 9 different school's and 12 transfers T_T. i was never a strong person to begin with. pretty soon, there won't be anything left for me to peice back together. i'm a completely different person than i was in middle school. everyone just knows me as the quiet little goth chick that sits in the corner of the room and answers all the questions right. so yeah, my mom's always said that wherever she goes, we're coming too. now that i saw my hometown again for the first time in 3 years and didn't like it, i decided that i would honestly lose my effing mind if i moved there. so i told her...that's the closest i've ever come to telling her there's something wrong inside me...and do you know what she told me? you know what the woman who's supposed to stick with me whatever happens and hold my head up through it all said to me saying that i'd really lose my mind if i had to live there in that tiny town?
"i don't care where you decide to go, i just know i'm leaving. i've had enough of this place and if that means going off by myself and leaving you all here with your dad, that's what it's going to take."
my loving mother.
she's never been here for me, now that i come to think of it. she was always away at work and my dad was always shut up in his room sleeping during the day because he had to work a night shift.
.............i can't do this...
and now my friends are mad at me because either i don't like them or i do still have lingering feelings...i mean how was i supposed to react to matt telling me that he was already looking for a new girlfriend and he wanted me to get to work on finding a new boyfriend...? well...he didn't say it exactly like that, but that was the raw reality of it...i guess i could have been a total bitch and asked my friend out since they hate eachother...but i wouldn't do that...T_T...

*sigh* make it stop