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Saturday, May 20, 2006

hey loger blogers. i'm home.

no i didn't have to wear a backless gown. my own pj shirt and pants did just fine. i can't believe that i just spent a whole week in the hospital. a whole fuckin week. waste. but thanks for the well wishes. sorry i couldn't keep up with a lot of your blogs.

i am not looking forward to seeing how much this will cost and how much the govnerment isn't going to help pay. i'm soo scared.

maria leaves in less then two days for basic and i haven't even gotten to see her much. i am very sad. very very sad.

i think my mom might not be able to take her trip to red rocks to see NIN. i'm sad about that. that's money we can't get back and money we don't have to spend. i hate money.

i do like my house though. at first i really wanted to be back at the hospital but i think i like it here better. i'm just scared i'm going to get worst.

i don't know how to type anymore. or spell i guess. i'll be wrapping this up.

alive.

shaina loves the jews at;
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a picture of me.

my name is shaina and i will eat your children.

i eat sultry roasted homo sapien flesh on a daily basis, only to purge it into a rusty bucket in a matter of minutes and feed it to the dogs.

i'm in the pomeranian fur trading business with crack dealers in newark.

i am happy. i am with someone who makes me feel amazing, who i love more than i thought you could love someone. it is fucking awesome. i love my life.

also, i like to laugh. it keeps me from killing people.

my blogger profile
oh look, it's a myspace.


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the six degrees of seperation from kevin bacon.
planet brenda.
spitonastranger.
bobby burgess.
buddyhead.
demon baby.
stephanie sparer (has no life).
everything is dumb v3.

if you're going to do drugs get educated and be safe.

eyeball kid.
the heirophant.

i hope my future boyfriend looks like this.

blogger, my love.

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