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Name: Liz
Country: United States
State: Iowa
Metro: Iowa City
Interests: Writing, crafting, travel, music, all that crative and artistic stuff. Except for actual art. I can't even draw stick figures well. Blarrch.
And I collect dryer lint. I'm going to spin it to thread and make a sweater. :P
All Hail Discordia!
Expertise: I would say nothing, because I am totally untalented.
Others would say I'm a good writer and I'm good at French (Whoop-dee-doo).
And I'm a snazzy dresser.
Occupation: Student
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  IceyBlueBabe2005
MSN: EtoileEscalante
Yahoo:  CharabiaCroyable
Member Since:
5/8/2004
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| Dear Circadian Rhythm,
I thought we had an agreement. We had agreed that if you let me
get seven hours of sleep per night, I would stop using chemicals to
regulate you. I also told you that if you ever woke me up before
six in the morning, I would have to strangle the living piss out of you.
Alas, I was up early at 4:57 AM with no ostensible reason to be, and I couldn't sleep anymore for all I tried.
You know what that means?
This hurts me more than it hurts you.
*strangle*
Best Wishes, Liz.
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| A some of you know, in September of 2005 I was nearly raped by a guy at
my school on a $5 bet that he could take my virginity within a week of
meeting me. Even though I made a report, nothing ever came of it
beyond a slap on the wrist for gambling in the dorms.
Today I found out that
apparently this guy had also been running an illegal poker ring in
town, and last night he was busted by the police and arrested for
illegal gambling, possession of alcohol and intention to distribute to
minors. Apparently, this is a second or third offense, so it's a
felony. Chances are good that he will have to serve time in prison for
this.
I'm glad that this guy is going to prison, because I
believe that's where he belongs. But at the same time, I found myself
fighting the urge to cry. The fact is, I feel cheated. This man is
going to serve time for gambling, but he will never serve time for the
sexual assault--it's my word against his, and I have no proof, and he
has a rich dad who undoubtedly has an expensive lawyer. Despite heavy
fines for his first few gambling-related offenses, he obviously hasn't
learned his lesson, so I doubt that putting him in jail is going to
much change the fact that he is a menace with utter disregard for
what's right and what's wrong.
I want so badly for this guy to
pay for what he did to me, but there's no way to make it happen.
Hearing about this whole case has brought that night back to my mind
again, and despite the fact that I thought I was over it, I feel shaken
all over again. This man made my life hell for the last few years.
Every time I passed him on the street, he would look at me, straight in
my eyes, and smirk at me like he owned me... laughing about the fact
that he was able to put so much fear into me... that he was able to
manipulate me like that.
I know I should feel better
considering the fact that he's going to be off the street for a while,
and I won't have to see him again. I know I should be forgiving... I
know I should just forget about the bastard, but I can't.
And
at this moment, all I can do is cry because I feel like I've been
cheated and let down by the legal system in this country. They care
more about a handful of college kids playing poker than they do about a
young woman who nearly lost her innocence at the hands of this monster.
There's no such thing as justice anymore.
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| TO DO:
Trigonometry Final, 2:15 PM Monday
International Economics Final, 7:30 AM Tuesday
Morphology Final, 7:30 AM
Languages of the World Final, 7:30 AM Friday
Clean out fridge
Return Fridge, Tuesday
Pack
Clean dorm room top to bottom
Move out
Collapse
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| So much alcohol...
But I remember everything that happened...
I'm still a bit drunk...
I can't sleep because I'm thinking... mulling... evaluating...
and regretting, on certain levels.
oh god.
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| Here's my darling Pussycat and resident hellraiser, Roy:
 
Aww, just look at that face!
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