September 12, 2002 @ 11:09 pm
hiatus.

i.. i'm taking a break. i need to let myself cool off. i'm not gonna post about my minute by minute life, i know it's not that interesting. i need some time to think. i'm taking a break from the web almost entirely. i will answer emails and guestbook posts. i will probably check diaries every other day. you might even catch me on messenger. but for at least the next couple weeks, unless something incredibly noteworthy happens.. this is a hiatus. indefinitely.

-erin

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September 12, 2002 @ 9:41 pm
(((BAM.)))

i need to do something creative. before i explode.

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September 12, 2002 @ 9:37 pm
satan runs rampant in the eastern quad cities.

mother. fucking. son. of. a. bitch.

not only is tim out. he's living on the illinois side of the river. AND. he's been on my site. AND. he's up to his old tricks.

he raped a friend of mine last sunday.

oh LORD i am so fucking mad. he should be locked up forever. the bastard.

i'm fucking livid. i cannot even think straight.

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September 12, 2002 @ 3:58 pm
blah blah blah

i have a hacker friend lookin out for me. (hi blackdragon!) and he told me that tim has been in my site. or, one of them. yes. (yes, the exbf from freshman/sophomore year-the satanic rapist.. <--i wish i was kidding. but i'm not.)

i'm doing a little research on the boy. [sigh] it's hard to research someone that hasnt' been online, or is no records fora very long time. fuckin a.

i need to go. yea. lata

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September 12, 2002 @ 11:47 am
stuck on my break, bored as hell.

i have about 45 mnutes before classes start again today. i'm kinda tired, hoping that i don't get in trouble for using school computers for personal reasons.

but i'm tired. i really didn't sleep well.

and i get the feeling that a lot of people are freaked out by me now. bout the whole angie thing. really. i'm not gonna go there right now. i really surprised myself with this. i didnt' really expect to do it. it was like a challenge. to see if i would get caught. i didn't get caught. people believed it. and that bothered the hell out of me. so i ended up telling geoff. and then all of you. and. i don't know why i'm bothering to talk about this.

[sigh] i think i'm just gonna go up to class early and crash out in the hall. it's not like i have money for food or anything. i'm a broke ass mofo. LOL. seriously. i have 2 dollars for the rest of the week, and i have to pay 80 cents each way on the bus. (i have to ride the bus home tonight, and then tomorrow to and from school.) so i have to find 40 more cents just to have enough for the bus this week.

(ps, laurel is a goddess, she took me out to lunch on tuesday, and damn, it felt good to eat a real meal during the day)<--the only time i really get to eat a full meal is when mike's mom cooks.. which isn't oftn anymore.

oh. uhm. i might be getting a BADASS apartment over in davenport, across the river i know, but who gives a shit. 4 bdrm, $200/month. i don't know if it's 200/person, or really only 200/month, but da-amn. mike could move in, torrell could move in, hmmm i need a couple girls though, to balance things out because my mom is paranoid as hell about me moving into an apartment with a guy. bah.

hey. if anyone wants to send me money, email me and i will send you my address. i'm not afraid of begging at this point. (and yes. i am looking for a job. it's just i can't find anything that has flexible schedules, to work around college classes.) [sigh] maybe i could just get a job here at the college. well. yea. MAYBE, IF MY MOM WOULD GET OFF HER ASS AND FINISH MY FUCKING FAFSA FORMS!!!

alright, i'm done. i'm going. i'll catch you guys later.

ps. if you know me IRL, and you're reading this (which you shouldn't really be doing anyway...) give me a call, i wanna go out and fuckin do something tonight. i'm bored as hell. or come by the school 330-6 and bug me on my break. ye-ah.

bye.

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