how many hamsters could u fit in a jam jar?
oh my life...just how much suckier can a day get? ive been awake for about 3 hours an already i just wanna fuck it n go back 2 bed where i am safe an nuffin bad ever happens 2 me :( I have managed 2 piss my boyfriend off so much that i doubt if ill ever even see the back off his head in the street again(no, seriously, iv gon psychotic, i actually accussed him of fancying his sister, being gay AND being in love with a drawing of a random angel/goth/crazy blood covered chick on his wall ALL IN THE SAME WEEKEND!) (i get grumpy when im ill...) (i got da floo...) (yeh...i think im just a lil deranged) (ah crap...i relly liked him an all..) (moral; never smoke crack b4 bedtime!). So anyways, that lot of grammatical misery aside (wot? i like brackets!) after having assured myself eternal lonliness, i then busily began the task of making sure that i looked like a complete tit all day by leaving the house with a pair of stowaway pants stuck to my trowsers (oh yeah, mrs cool...)on completeing my pant accompanied journey to college i then proceded to fall down the steps into the building, notice the stray pants and then run, my mortal shame following close behind to the bogs. After a breif sob in a cubicle i felt ready to face the world afresh and forever immortalise and compound my misery by posting it here for the whole world to see!