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So we were cleaning out the garage today, and I went found some old journals.
From 5th grade:
"Yo! God, my family is so bogus!" HA HA HA I SAID BOGUS!!!! And YO!!! "I swear if it weren't for Camila I'd kill myself. I'm not kidding. I need a major chat with Amy. SHIT! BITCH! FUCK! FUCK! ASSHOLE! I feel much better now."
Then a poem.
"Fuck my life
I need a knife
I want to die
That's not a lie"
Yikes! I've been suicidal since fifth fucking grade! :\ That's sad.
"Mrs. Ramey is so mean! I don't like her! She is so, so, so mean! Cody is an amuture & gafer." Ha ha ha. That's supposed to be immature gayfer.
From 6th grade:
"Today I got u! Yesterday I started rotation at school. 6th grade, 11 yrs old. long red hair, dyed. that's me! mom's cancer is up again. bone painful. It makes her PISSED usually. she yells at me for every little thing! I hate it. I want a boyfriend. I think Antonio likes me, but I don't see him anymore. ooooohhhhhhhh! (he gave me a bracelet!)
"Sorry I haven't been writing in you letely, but I've been busy, still no boyfriend." Ha. How sad! ", oh, and 4 days after my last entry terrorists ran into the World Trade Center."
"I am supposed to be cleaning my room, but I wanted to write in here. I still have no boyfriend. bye!"
Ha ha ha. I had good grammer for a sixth grader.
Moving on. We found some great home videos! <3 And I got:
A teeny pink bagthing with rainbow straps and a rainbow on the side
A hello kitty backsling thing with rainbow straps
A weird jackknife
Rainbow Brite iron on transfer
Yay.
From 5th grade:
"Yo! God, my family is so bogus!" HA HA HA I SAID BOGUS!!!! And YO!!! "I swear if it weren't for Camila I'd kill myself. I'm not kidding. I need a major chat with Amy. SHIT! BITCH! FUCK! FUCK! ASSHOLE! I feel much better now."
Then a poem.
"Fuck my life
I need a knife
I want to die
That's not a lie"
Yikes! I've been suicidal since fifth fucking grade! :\ That's sad.
"Mrs. Ramey is so mean! I don't like her! She is so, so, so mean! Cody is an amuture & gafer." Ha ha ha. That's supposed to be immature gayfer.
From 6th grade:
"Today I got u! Yesterday I started rotation at school. 6th grade, 11 yrs old. long red hair, dyed. that's me! mom's cancer is up again. bone painful. It makes her PISSED usually. she yells at me for every little thing! I hate it. I want a boyfriend. I think Antonio likes me, but I don't see him anymore. ooooohhhhhhhh! (he gave me a bracelet!)
"Sorry I haven't been writing in you letely, but I've been busy, still no boyfriend." Ha. How sad! ", oh, and 4 days after my last entry terrorists ran into the World Trade Center."
"I am supposed to be cleaning my room, but I wanted to write in here. I still have no boyfriend. bye!"
Ha ha ha. I had good grammer for a sixth grader.
Moving on. We found some great home videos! <3 And I got:
A teeny pink bagthing with rainbow straps and a rainbow on the side
A hello kitty backsling thing with rainbow straps
A weird jackknife
Rainbow Brite iron on transfer
Yay.