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Oct 18, 2006 21:43

You make me hate BBYO. And Wednesday nights. And everything associated with it.

I never thought I would be the person that would hate BBYO. But you make me want to scream. To yell. To slap you. To punch you. To kick you. To change everything. To overthrow you. To storm out. To drop out. To cry. To not go.

And that sucks because it should never be that way. You are frustrating me more than you will ever know.

I feel like I can tell my mom more stuff than you. And that says something.

I swear, if I didn't have to come, I wouldn't.

And it kills me that you have this much influence on me and you make me so pissed off because YOU OF ALL PEOPLE SHOULD NEVER HAVE THAT TYPE OF POWER OVER ME.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have some pillows to go punch.
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