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omg so i dont do my math worksheet once and my teacher makes me take it home to have my mom sign it. like seroiusly mr. tompson hates me. if susan didnt do her math worksheet he wouldnt care but i do and its like i bit somebody on the arm. he is ruining my life. also my mom found my cigs and is all like you cant go to the party on friday and i was all like oh yea watch me go to the party and then i got grounded. she is ruining my life. but i will still go bc we are playing seven minutes in heaven and i know who i want to make out with. *wink, wink*
in study hall john passed me a note that said i should wear red more often. he so wants me.
at lunch mark kept sticking fries up his noise and i was all like oh gross but really it was the funniest thing that ever happened.
omg my moms being a bitch again and says i have to go to sleep.
later bitches.
in study hall john passed me a note that said i should wear red more often. he so wants me.
at lunch mark kept sticking fries up his noise and i was all like oh gross but really it was the funniest thing that ever happened.
omg my moms being a bitch again and says i have to go to sleep.
later bitches.