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Wednesday, December 7th, 2005

Time:8:51 am.
One final down. I think I did alright. I worked my butt off for that class, so I shouldn't have done horribly.
Final speech went really well, got a 99.

Aaron hates Christmas. Hates the traditions, hates the late night church services, and especially hates buying things. I'm the only person he's getting anything for, and he's bitching about that!

I, on the other hand, love Christmas. Not just getting stuff, but the whole holiday season. I'm traditional, love the feeling, and love shopping for people.
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Thursday, December 1st, 2005

Time:9:59 am.
I hate winter.

I miss my Cadillac. At least it had some serious weight to it, unlike my little Escort.

I slid my backend into the drainage ditch down the street from my house. I slid around the next 2 corners. My car spun 180 turning off of Hwy 136. I turned around to go back the correct direction, and the EXACT SAME THING HAPPENED! Then going around a long, but gentle curve, my car decided to slide sideways into a snow pile and up the curb.

You'd think I didn't know how to drive or something. But I learned to drive in Nebraska snow a long time ago. *sigh*

I need new tires, my back ones have no tread. In the words of Aaron, "They're totally toasted"
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Tuesday, November 29th, 2005

Time:9:24 am.
I saw tons of movies this weekend.
Harry Potter with my little brother and sister. ( I kinda liked it)
RENT with my fantastic boyfriend. (who loves me enough to take me to a musical even though he hates theatre)

Rent was good. I didn't start fights with kids my sister's age who didn't know if Angel was a guy or a girl and everytime there was a same-sex kiss "ewww"-ed about it. I think just about everyone in the theatre cried at some point. I couldn't help it.

Aaron's dad is an asshole. He's old enough to know better than to pick on people just to be mean. I know he's been over in Iraq for the past 4 months, and is going back in May, but he doesn't have to be so mean.

I had to sit through his picture show and the clips from the UAV things he flies. I had to see people get killed way to many times. I had to listen to him talk about turning people into "grease smears". And I couldn't say a damn thing because the man already hates me. He thinks Aaron is going to get me pregnant (yeah, that'll happen...never) that I'm not doing anything with my life (I'm in school and have two jobs!) and that I'm just dating Aaron for his money (They're not that rich, and I can take care of myself) While I was in the shower, he flat out told Aaron that He though I was a little slutty. WHAT? Where the hell did that come from? If jeans and a sweater make me slutty, I'd love to know what he says about his daughter.

But I did have a good weekend. Aaron's not getting me a puppy for Christmas, thank God. I want one, but I can't have one right now. I have to wait until September when we have our own apartment.
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Tuesday, October 25th, 2005

Time:9:20 am.
Wow. From May until damn near November. I'm sorry. Xanga got the best of me.

I'm home and at a community college becuase Central kept losing all my paperwork, and I'd had enough.
So home, and working, and going to school, and still acting. Good times all around.

Long distance relationships suck ass though. They really do.
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Thursday, May 19th, 2005

Time:3:24 pm.
It's good. It's better then good. Go see it. Then go see it again. Don't be afraid to geek out and squeal. It's okay to cry at a movie, even if it is Star Wars. Go do it. Take your friends, and go.

I like it. I like it a lot.
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Wednesday, May 18th, 2005

Time:7:39 pm.
Star Wars Meme by sailor_phobos
1st 2 Ltrs of 1stname + Last 3 Ltrs of last name
1st 2ltrs of moms last name+Last 3ltrs of city brn
Sith or JediSith
Skin ColorBlue
Eye ColorPurple
Light Saber ColorYellow
How close you are to switching sides: 68%
Username
You're Random Star Wars Quote:I don't know who you are or where you've come from, but from now on you'll do as I say, okay?
Your Padawan (if you're a jedi)chibiakki
Your apprentice (if you're a sith)spiffyish
You're Masterlaurelamanda
Quiz created with MemeGen!





It was a Star Wars day miracle. I found 10 bucks on the ground. And I kept it. (bad abby, i know) And now am off to the midnight showing.
I rock.

Mwahahaha miss spiffyish. Finally, you're my apprentice.
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Friday, May 13th, 2005

Time:12:27 am.
I forgot to tell you.

My hair is black and purple. Mostly purple. I love it.
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Thursday, May 12th, 2005

Time:9:54 pm.
How you really say "I love you." by lenatheraven
Name
...believe in true love?
Your hands sayI'm always here even if you have to reach for me.
Your eyes sayI'm so lucky.
Your hugs sayThis is where you are meant to be.
Your kisses sayYou mean the world to me.
Your body saysI want to wake up beside you.
Your heart saysI love you.
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Yeah, I guess that's pretty damn close to the truth.
I opened up and he ran back to the safety of her. Can't take chance without promises.

I failed Theatre In Western Civilization on attendance. Yeah, a punt-ass class like that, and I failed it. And it's a major requirement, so I'm double screwed.
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Monday, April 25th, 2005

Time:3:15 pm.
I got my media player fixed....finally! It's been a rough week without my music. It really has.

Here's the workload for the week:

Antigone critique
Rasin in the Sun critique
Belle's Stratagem critique
A Doll's House critique
Studio critique
Monologue performance
Hedwig critique
The King and I critique
Belle's Stratagem critique (different class)
Analysis of Scene 1
Measure for Measure critique
Fantasy makeup design
Animal makeup design
Character analysis and makeup design
Makeup morgue needs to be doubled
Light Plot

I work Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday. I need to study for finals, I need to get everything moved over, I need to take care of friends. And sometime, I need to sleep.

It's my own fault for putting it off until now. But damn, that's a lot of work!

I scheduled classes today. I have to take Elementary German, and I'm pissed. It's going to be way easy. Then script analysis and geology and stage movement and brit lit. Yay for a full load.

Work sucks, don't do it.
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Tuesday, April 19th, 2005

Time:10:49 pm.
New house, new roommates. It rocks. I'm out of the dorms, out of craziness, and free to do my own thing. I have my own space to run too. I have my own place to have pow-wows, meetings, dinner, whatever I need to have. And I love that my kitchen, bathroom, desk, and living room are all seperate places.

School: A week and a half til finals. I have 15 papers to catch up on. When did I stop doing homework?
Social: Barely there. I'm crazy busy all day every day. But it's still there, and that counts.
Dating: Robbie and I= done and done. He slept with Lindsey again, and I can't share.
Work: EMPLOYED! I work at Players, a sports bar and grill. Gross businessmen, but I think I can deal.
Life: Decent. I'm poor as shit. For real. But it's all good.
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Friday, March 18th, 2005

Time:8:28 pm.
St. Patricks's Day rocks way too hard!

Potatoes are so Irish, so vodka is Irish. I can't stand the tast of beer, even on the day of beer worship.

Class yesterday was........interesting. That's all I'm saying about that. Makeup was insane with out being able to see straight. Sorry Josh, I'll try to do straight wrinkles next time instead of having one just sort of fall down off your cheek.

I love you all tons and tons!
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Wednesday, March 16th, 2005

Time:11:47 pm.
Not a lot to update.
Apparently I'm retarded in the ways of womens undergarments. My costume has garters and stockings......it's fun. But I've never worn a garter belt, and there are all those straps, and hooks, and the stockings won't stay up for long enough to do anything with....so after 15 minutes of fighting with them, including 2 phone calls for possible directions which ended in mad giggle fits on the other end, I managed to muster up to courage to leave the closet/dressing room, and stand in the costume shop. "Katie," I said, "I know I'm a hard core girl, and I should just automatically know these things, but...." There was a lot of laughing there to. And I'll admit it. Rusty said "Girl, I'm gay and I know how those things work." It's funny, I'll admit it, but don't laugh so damn hard people. I'm the girl that doesn't wear underwear. It's all too complicated. I don't understand why men find it so sexy.
I'm the naughty nurse. Well, dental hygenist to be exact. Come see if you're around KC or Warrensburg. It's a good time, and free. Stare at the wonder know as Abby. Riiiiiiiiiiight............
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Monday, March 14th, 2005

Time:1:52 am.
I had the flu last week (and by last week, I mean the week before spring break), and I was all by myself. I'm one of those people who NEVER!!!! gets seriously sick, and I get really pathetic when I am.
But it especially sucked because I was at school and all by myself. Even my room mate was gone. I called the boy on Thursday and I ended up going over there. I thought I felt better but I was way wrong. About 10 I got a fever again and it topped out at 102.8.
Robbie was worried. I was freezing even though his room was around 85, I had all my clothes on, his sweatshirt on, under all his covers, and I even made him cuddle with me. And I was still shivering. He made me put a cold cloth on my head, and I didn't like it at all. Like I said, I get pathetic....

Spring Break was boring. Went home, worked for the parentals. Told of my not so exciting college adventures, even though all my sr. girls thought they were amazing.

I figured out my schedule for next semester. After that, we'll see. I'm not so much feeling the whole schedule thing. I really hate being tied down to a place. I need a change, and a major one.

Bah.........not much else.
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Saturday, February 19th, 2005

Time:10:01 pm.
He thinks he can't give me the attention I need and deserve. He told himself when this started that if he couldn't continue being a gentleman then he'd end it so I wouldn't get hurt. He thinks he can't be what I need. He doesn't know he's exactly what I need. He's the best I've ever been with and I'm shattered.

We broke up, and not over my recent activities.
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Monday, February 14th, 2005

Time:9:51 am.
I spent Saturday with Robbie, once I could drag my tired and hungover butt out of bed. I really just wanted to stay in bed all day, but I really wanted to see him too.
He's just entirely too cute. He just has to look at me with those big brown eyes and I melt. It's weird, normally I'm a blue eyes kind of girl, but apparently not with him.
I was thinking about why I like him so much, so soon, and I reached the conclusion that it's because of who I get to be around him. He likes me for me, and all my charm and flaws. He doesn't care about my looks, he refers to them as "A pleasant perk, not the reason I like you."
It's so nice to be spoiled.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!!
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Monday, February 7th, 2005

Time:2:12 am.
True to form, things in my life have worked themselves out. Ryan is out of the picture, and in getting rid of him, I got rid of so much negative energy. I figured out who I am again, and I am NEVER losing that again. It took me long enough to figure it out the first time.....
Robbie and I talk a lot. He comes to see me every couple of days. I had to be a silly girl and aske the ever unpopular question "So, what are we?" I'm starting to get attached, and if he sees it as just friends, I need to stop right now. But....he just said "Ummm...exclusive dating? I mean, it's whatever you want." Which made me blush, something that is very rare in my life.
The best thing is, he knows my past. Everything that could possibly change his opinion of me, I've been completly open about. From the flashbacks and my fear of older men, to ex-relationships, he knows understands and accepts. I need affection, that's all, he always says. He's a very wise boy. Only one other guy had that figured out.

It's weird how things happen. I left a post on a friend's site more than a year ago, and it got answered tonight. I hope it leads to me talking to him again. If it doesn't though, I guess I'll just deal.

I'm sleepy, and have homework, and a 9:00 class.
Love you all!
Abby
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Friday, January 28th, 2005

Time:1:21 pm.
Insane Wed. and Thurs.
I went to a bar downtown to see a band I know. I went with Ryan and Suzanne and a whole bunch of other theatre kids showed up. They all got drunk and were just having a good time, I totally didn't drink because I drove. The band started, and they all went to dance, leaving Suzanne and I alone at a table. Ryan came back and got her, leaving just me, which was fine, I was just grooving by myself anyway.
Tara, you know how much old men freak me out right? Some black drunk 40ish man comes and sits by me and takes my hand and will NOT let go. He's all hitting me up, and no one is noticing. Then he put his hand on my leg, and I just....shut down. I started shaking, and feeling like I was going to throw up, and I was menatlly screaming for ANYONE to come back, or look back, or call, or anything.
I saw a guy walking toward me, and he sat down and dropped his arm around my shoulders and said "Hey Abby, what's going on?" The black guy was like "Why don't the 3 of us just go on to your home?" And i said "Because I'm just barely 18." and he licked his lips and went "Mmmmmhmmmmmm" And I started shaking again, and the new guy grabbed my arm and "noticed" my bracelet and "wanted a closer look" and like, forcefully took my hand from the black guy's. The dude got a clue and left. I turned around and hugged the new guy. He introduced himself and asked if I was ok, and I said "honestly,no" and started crying (dumb, I know) and he just held on and let me cry for a little bit. The band got finished, and Ryan came back and was like "What's going on?" And Robbie totally went off on him and told him no way should anyone leave a pretty girl alone at a bar, especially if she's the youngest and it's her first time out. Ryan just said "She can handle guys" and I got pissed. They all helped the band get their stuff. While that was going on, the black guy came back and grabbed my arm and said "come out here with me" and started pulling me outside. Ryan saw, and grabbed me, and pulled me back in and said "Jeeze, what are you doing going home with him?" and then got mad when I teared up again.
We all went to the Kitch afterward, and ate. I rode with Robbie, and he MADE me wear his coat, b/c I had a tank top on and it was like 15. We walked in, and Ryan said "You could have asked" "I don't think I should have too." so he got all mad, and then really possessive.
Somehow politics came up, and they refered to Republicans as the dark side, and I said, "I'm not evil" Richard didn't know my political views, so he asked why. Ryan told him "Becuase Mommy and Daddy are, and she's not ready to think for herself." Which ended the conversation real fast becuase no one could believe he'd say that.
Robbie and I left. I didn't want to deal anymore, especially after the offer of going home with Ryan and Suzanne. We hung out all night, just chilled in my room and talked until 7:30 am
He's coming to see me either tonight or sunday. I'm excited. I'm finished with Ryan, he only ever wanted me to be his trophy, kinda like "Look what I have. You all want her, but cna't touch her." And I don't want to be that.
Robbie's awesome. He likes the smart me, the real me. He's a beautiful person, and he's really cool to chill with. even if we don't date, I've made an awesome friend.
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Friday, January 21st, 2005

Time:11:47 am.
I'm totally going to do either the most stupid or most amazing thing ever. And I'm not sure which it's going to end up being.
He called and had na interesting proposition. Me and him, and Suzanne....all together. Yeah. I've never done it before, and I'm not sure how I feel about it. I was really worried, but then he called again and totally made me more comfortable with the whole thing.
Gotta love the green fairy...even though it messes people up so badly.

I love my life. It jst got turned upside down, and then re-fixed within a 12 hour period. insanity.
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Wednesday, January 19th, 2005

Time:11:56 pm.
Man, it's been a month. Crazy stuff has happened, here's a quick look

Party night before I left for break
Big fight, Abby gets punched by guy
Ryan goes crazy because Abby was hit.
Chases frat boy around with a sword *gulp*
Abby goes home with Ryan (after he FINALLY calms down)
Ryan asks if Abby loves him, and she tells the truth. (A big yes)
Abby goes home to parents
Abby and Ryan talk on New Years Eve for an hour about everything but us.
Abby gets shit about her life figured out.
Abby comes back to campus, but can't hang with Ryan because he's busy getting ready for ACTF.
Abby gets thrown into helping get the show ready for ACTF
Abby gets introduced to the light board, gets a 10 minute explanation of cues, and then is told to cue the show going to ACTF.
Abby records the wrong cues and breaks down and goes backstage to a corner to cry for a minute.
Ryan finds Abby and gives a massage.
Abby freaks out about the board, and stays at the theatre til 3 am to fix it.
Abby's suitemates are fighting, and Abbie (not me) is moving out, which means Abby (me) is moving out.
Abby needs a job where she can have like 20 hours a week. Between the hours of 4 am and 8 am....no luck

Yup, that's about it. Everyone is still at ACTF. Rehersals start once they get back. It's gonna get crazy again. Yes!
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Wednesday, December 15th, 2004

Time:7:33 pm.
I needed a place to study, so I called Ryan and asked to borrow a corner of his couch. My request was denied, because he's "having people over". And by that he means Suzanne.

I can't ever be her. We have a lot of things in common, but we will NEVER be the same person.

I wanted to study there so I could talk to him. Tomorrow is the Christmas party. I hate creating "party drama" but I need to talk to him before I leave. I need him to understand what's going on in my head. And if the only time I can talk to him is at a party, so be it.
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