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Heh. I have to look up stuff on Jesse Jackson or I'll TOTALLY GET FUCKED UP THE ASS IF I DON'T! Bitch! Meh, I may not get all 30 of the cards I have to write the facts on, because my motivation sucks monkey eggs. And I can't believe they expect me to write 30 cards on this dude when I'm ALREADY DROWNING UNDER A PILE OF HOMEWORK!! FACKING NUBS!! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT ME TO DO, IGNORE THE REST OF THE WORLD AND WASTE TIME WRITING ON LITTLE PIECES OF PAPER?! >F
My school is full of a bunch of faggot fucktards >( I really don't care about some guy who helped make the world better at the moment, because I'm PMSing and feeling like cow shit.
ANYHOO... today (or yesterday, whatever), I went to the Britles concert. I am NOT a fan of the Beatles, mind you, so yes, I was throughly upset about being forced to go along. So we walk into the BIG-DAMN fucking crowd of people trying to get into the theater. And they're all pushing you out of the fucking way and trying to make you slip and break something. Fucking cows. And then this jackass who is around my age thinks it's funny to push me into the happy stone wall! =D! Go you, man, you just got bumped onto my fucking hit list! Enjoy having your teeth arranged the right way while you can, you fucking man whore. And while you're at it, figure out how to learn A NICE THING THAT US LITTLE PEOPLE CALL MANNERS! Okay? Okay. Good.
And then of course, it never fails. My ma goes to the bathroom and leaves me standing in the lobby because the bathroom smells bad. I end up having to endure comments such as "wow, that girl over there needs to brush her hair cuz she looks like a banshee x0". All cause their mommies never taught them how to put their underwear on right and now their whitey tidies are riding WAAAAY up their wrinkly preppy asses. Go suck an egg you fuckers.
The music was, to me, annoying as hell. Yep. Anyway, that's it. >F
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Hn... don't you love me when I'm pissed off? =D I'm lovable. Hug me. *grows spikes* Now I need to go get tummeh medicine and sleep. Silvie out. Pissu! =O
My school is full of a bunch of faggot fucktards >( I really don't care about some guy who helped make the world better at the moment, because I'm PMSing and feeling like cow shit.
ANYHOO... today (or yesterday, whatever), I went to the Britles concert. I am NOT a fan of the Beatles, mind you, so yes, I was throughly upset about being forced to go along. So we walk into the BIG-DAMN fucking crowd of people trying to get into the theater. And they're all pushing you out of the fucking way and trying to make you slip and break something. Fucking cows. And then this jackass who is around my age thinks it's funny to push me into the happy stone wall! =D! Go you, man, you just got bumped onto my fucking hit list! Enjoy having your teeth arranged the right way while you can, you fucking man whore. And while you're at it, figure out how to learn A NICE THING THAT US LITTLE PEOPLE CALL MANNERS! Okay? Okay. Good.
And then of course, it never fails. My ma goes to the bathroom and leaves me standing in the lobby because the bathroom smells bad. I end up having to endure comments such as "wow, that girl over there needs to brush her hair cuz she looks like a banshee x0". All cause their mommies never taught them how to put their underwear on right and now their whitey tidies are riding WAAAAY up their wrinkly preppy asses. Go suck an egg you fuckers.
The music was, to me, annoying as hell. Yep. Anyway, that's it. >F
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Hn... don't you love me when I'm pissed off? =D I'm lovable. Hug me. *grows spikes* Now I need to go get tummeh medicine and sleep. Silvie out. Pissu! =O