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Mixed blessings...hopefully...why is it always a waiting game?

Originally posted to MySpace on May 16th. -------------------------------------------------- Derek went back to the dentist today. Jake mentioned that he should probably see one (god I HATED the last people he went to, assholes.) a few months ago, and looks like he got his wish, cause this is the 3rd visit in like...6 weeks. Thank god for insurance. The kid went for two days before we got to see the dentist. Who promptly informed me that the kid had knocked off more of his tooth than last time, and that the nerve was showing. ACK. I'm feeling slightly guilty for not being bitchier over the phone and maybe getting him in sooner, but honestly, he wasn't really complaining much. So perhaps he just didn't touch it much. NERVE ENDINGS!!! Scary shit. But it seems like this is the worse case scenario. They did a root canal, they sealed it up, placed more bonding over it (it's even shorter than before, and I agree, cause apparently the kid hits himself in the head a lot. I'...

Like usual, I appear to be irritating people..

Oh, MySpace can bring out the emo in me..I didn't want to edit, cause this message is so me. From sad about losing a friend to goddamn indignant in the space of a few seconds. lol! Originally posted to MySpace on May 15th. ---------------------------------------------------- For a LONG time, I didn't post anything like surveys or the spam bulletin messages because it irritated my friend Frank. Guess what? He ended up killing himself, so I felt like I could use the bulletins more, but my buying people and having to place bulletins is irritating more people. (PS. this is not flippant at Frank, that's just the way my words come out.) Why can't I just use MySpace like I like? Is it my fault that while I only have 65 friends and the spamming is not so noticeable, other people have more, hence more spamming? I may be deleted by this friend due to my spamming and it makes me sad, but I'll admit that I'm also a bit annoyed. It's MY space, can't I do what I want?...