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Wasn't as great as I expected. Joyce [slut + poser = joyce] is still in our class and her stupid posse are in my commerce class. Our commerce teacher is new to the school, Mr Simpson. Feh, I have no respect for him. Joyce was totally flirty and slutty and... herself and he didn't tell her off, not once. Even Mr Bailey tells her off sometimes. Fucking pissed me off. Mr S, you suck bigtime. Miss Bilali for science who is pretty neat. Bleh. Mr Khanna for maths who complimented my signature, of all things. We still have The Bitch for History. BAH. And Mr Proctor for English ^_^ But on Fridays we have Mr Bailey so hmm... MY FRIDAY TIMETABLE IS THE HARDEST EVEN THOUGH ANY FOOL CAN PLAINLY WORK OUT THAT IT SHOULD BE THE EASIEST. So hmm I have Mr S everyday except Fridays and if I'm lucky -cougheyerollcough- twice a day! On Mondays. GRRR FUCK YOU YOU ARE GOING TO RUIN MY LIFE YOU STUPID SURFIE TAKE YOUR MANWHORE ASS BACK TO BYRON BAY WHERE YOU BELONG. ;/ I'm done venting now. |
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Yet today I've eaten a bowl of cereal [sweet kind], 100 grams of chocolate, oregano bread, a Weis bar and now I'm on to my second. I have three kilos to lose. Why am I binging?!? Bleh.. I need to get metamucil when I go shopping. I'm such a pig. I disgust myself. To the max. |
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Before he gets home, she already knows He's had a bad day again. He walks through the door And falls to the floor Tries to hide his emotions But when I ask him, is there something wrong? He turns the other way. Then he turns to me With a tear in his eye And this is what he says; He says, "There's something wrong with me" --- Lyrics from TonE's "What I Need". Tisn't commercial but a lovely song nontheless. I felt like posting it since we've broken up. Again. Bleh. Time to move on. I guess. It's hard though. I still love you Caleb. And you're still perfect. Which is what burns. Bleh |
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Mood: sad lyric: you let me take the wheel and crash this car, do you have to make this so hard? |
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Blah. PE. Pumped balls. Boring. Recess. Forgot my shoes in the gym. Got them back at lunchtime. Recess was crap too. Sport. Flicked rulers with Gina. Had a bit of a laugh. Arabic. Twas cold. I'm good at arabic now ;D Lunch. Borrowed a few books. Got the Commie Manifesto [again...] Geography. Mr S is still an ass. |
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I'm having fun. Yes, that's right. I have been laughing my arse off all night. Cause like Lianna and Kyle and Chris rock <3 The fact that Kyle thought I was being serious when I asked him to be my girlfriend is somewhat disturbing. Anyway, *He* is flirting with me. Bah. It makes me feel all empty and stuff. Cause like... I know I don't mean squat all to him. And I let him do it. =/ |