[Duchess]

Dear Me,

Heya girl.... stop playing the fool! Ya hear me? Buckle down and commit to your responsibilities! You know you have them right? Playing days are over, and as much as you can make excuses for yourself and whatnot, it's not enough. You need to organize! Prioritize! And just think. Stop slacking and procrastinating... you're gonna regret it later.

Sincerely, YOU.

[Taiki]

Dear Duchess,
The same goes for me. D: I need to get my shiz in gear!
Love,
Taiki


also...

Dear girl at work,
I like you, go on a date with me. B3
Sincerely,
Laura

[Lauv Keiko]

Originally Posted by Taiki

Dear girl at work,
I like you, go on a date with me. B3
Sincerely,
Laura

If this were a facebook status message, i'd click like. XD

[Jack Pillow Button]

Dear thats-your-name
It's been 1 day now, only 3 left. So sick and tired off all the same questions. Same faces. Same routines. Just 1 day has passed and I'm sick and tired of it all. I don't like it here. Not at all. They took my dearest away. Gave it dad so he could take it home. Away from me. Well, I don't blame them for that. It's for "my own good". Hah. Yeah right. They know I'll find something else. I think they know it. Oh well.
Tomorrow they'll ask questions again. More difficult questions which they know I'll cry or freak out for. Superb. Can't wait..Haha. Oh my.
Well, at least I got my Ipod, with my music. It's a lifesaver.

[Gozed]

Dear Managers at work,

Please hurry and sign all the paperwork to promote me, I would really like to stop cleaning floors and bathrooms for a living.

~Gozed, the unnoticed Floor Crew member.

[princeofrose]

Dear Diary,
Why does math have to suck? It is so hard and I don't understand it at all.
Lame.

Dear Diary,

I also wished forums in trisphee moved faster so I could converse with more people and make more money. At this pace it is going now I will always remain poor. Sad face :(
*sigh*

[Bill Compton]

Dear wonderful users of Trisphee,

I have slept around eight hours in the last three days. There are a few reasons for this, but the main one would be because of Casey. it's really not his fault, we have been flirting through text and such and he always makes me want to talk to him. I am in school today, an honestly I have done very little. I'm out in about three hours and I don't think I'm going to be doing much between now, and then.

[Feythfull]

Dear diary why do I keep getting screwed over on every job I get? It's really starting to drain on me. I can't even think about it with out tearing up and I haven't been as happy lately. Even with 2 jobs now I still don't think I could support myself on my own very well and I can't live with my mom for ever!
The first job I ever had was just a crummy job all togther the longer I worked there the worse it got like they wouldn't even let us drink their water (tap water) unless we brought our own cup to drink it out of.
Second job promised me full time when I was done high school but right before I was going to finish they hired someone else and there went my full time.
Third job I was supposed to get full time that lasted an entire 2 weeks before the hours plummeted to crappiness. Though I should have stayed working there other then the hours it was a great job i loved it. One of my only regrets in life was quitting that job.
Fourth Job was a temp job.
Fifth job has crappy hours and my boss flipps out on the smallest stupidest things and makes me feel like I am stupid and worhtless.
sixth job was told I was going to get ot bake cookies and stuff then they hired someone else to do that i was really looking forward to that too. Plus the hours aren't as good as I wanted them too be and they are making it harder for me to get a second job.
I met a guy who said he would hire me to do baking when he got his Deli open but who knows if that will happen. some times I let myself think about that but I can't let myself get my hopes up.

[Jack Pillow Button]

Dear that's your name.
He didn't see me today.
Simon.

[Lauv Keiko]

Dear Diary,

So far, life has been so kind to me. I don't exactly know why, but I feel great and better compared to last year.
I'm so happy and words can't explain this joy. I hope that I could find a job soon and be able to live an independent life.

~ LauvKeiko :3 05/02/2011

[Funky Monkey Vibration]

Dear diary.
I think I need to tell dad I'm gay soon.
I think he's suspicious and it would be better for him to hear it from me than anyone else.
Give me the courage... :c

[Bill Compton]

Dear wonderful users on this website,
Last night all I did was hang with my friends, we sat in her van for hours looking up random song Lyrics and reciting them like poetry. I had fast food at midnight, and texted the guy I like... Who happens to be my friends cousin.

:)

[Gozed]

Dear girl at work,

Please be there again tonight, you were very cute and I couldn't stop thinking about you for the rest of the night. If you're there tonight maybe I'll actually talk to you.

~Gozed.

[Bill Compton]

Dear wonderful users of Trisphee,
Today is a pretty slow day. I am in the second to the last class of the day, which happens to be Study hall. Next I have Geometry which I am very behind in, and it's going to take forever to get out. All I want to do is text, and go home and sleep. Please make the rest of the day pass by faster then it already has. I NEED SLEEP.

[Lauv Keiko]

Dear Life,

Why do you always have to suck? I thought everything is well, I got/gained something that made me one of the happiest person in this city...but then you had to take away something from me. I may have not cried for this loss, but it hurts still. I don't know what else you're going to take away from me so that I may gain something...Just know that I still have have hope for you, Life. I am not giving up on you, not now.

[Bill Compton]

Dear little bitch a few feet from me,

I love how you act like you're a real teacher, when in reality, all you do is help people with worksheets that a first grader could complete. Honestly, stop acting like you are so badass, when in reality you hate half the kids you "teach" All I want you to do is do your "job" and don't ever talk to me again.

Thanks,
Bill