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Sep 23, 2004 15:12

I feel like yelling, but there's no good way to yell in writing. So I'll just launch into a fun list of complaints:
My stupid, stupid crappy car. Work already, why don't you?! What is the freakin' matter with you? (PS If I had a picture of my car on here I would be committing the ulitimate faux pas of yearbooking...aka talking to the picture in the caption...)
It is too hot out. It's supposed to be fall already, so come on and be fall already. (PS I like cold cloudy weather...especially when I'm in crappy moods like today)
I'm skipping class right now (because my stupid car didn't let me get back in time for it) and I hate missing classes, even if the prof reads right out of the course pack that of course I can't read on my own.
I need sleep. I need something fun to read. I need a phone call. PS you should call my phone and hear my lovely voice mail message (604)882-4344.
I hate boys. Not for really any reason in particular other than I'm looking for more things to complain about.
I'm doing laundry right now and it costs a friggin' dollar a load and another for a dry. Seriously, who wants to do laundry in the first place, not to say when it costs mucho mulah?
Ummm...Can't really think of anything else at the moment. Bye.
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