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Wow. It's already June. JUNE! Oh dear lord...how am I going to be prepared? How am I going to get on?! Graduation's coming, and finals are over. But then theres the stupid Math Exit Project. And Mr. Shulz doesnt give extentions. Darn. I hate math. And being "creative" with it. Darn...what's up with that?
And then theres love AHHHH! I wish it was spelled differently. If it was called "a bitch" instead. That would be better. And my sister is being such a prat. URGH. How more annoying can she be. Dear LORD LORD LORD.
When is vacation starting? Oh yeah. Love. Allen. Hate. Him. Forever. Kinda. >< He's....different. Theres NO chance for us. He lives in Great Neck. It'll be an embarssment. Its STUPID. He HATES me. T_T And he isnt even the type. He's not the type. No...nothing. Don't even THINK about it. THere are other guys in the world. I can't see/talk to him anymore. It's driving me crazy. He plays with my mind. FIDDLES is more like it.
But enough about him of who I shall not ever think/see/ or mention of anymore. Starting...now.
Graduation. Argh. I should have taken my flute home to practice. And then....ahh! Math sucks. Gotta go do my stupid story for my project which I will fail in. Later then? *twitch.....twitch.....twitch.....twitch*
And then theres love AHHHH! I wish it was spelled differently. If it was called "a bitch" instead. That would be better. And my sister is being such a prat. URGH. How more annoying can she be. Dear LORD LORD LORD.
When is vacation starting? Oh yeah. Love. Allen. Hate. Him. Forever. Kinda. >< He's....different. Theres NO chance for us. He lives in Great Neck. It'll be an embarssment. Its STUPID. He HATES me. T_T And he isnt even the type. He's not the type. No...nothing. Don't even THINK about it. THere are other guys in the world. I can't see/talk to him anymore. It's driving me crazy. He plays with my mind. FIDDLES is more like it.
But enough about him of who I shall not ever think/see/ or mention of anymore. Starting...now.
Graduation. Argh. I should have taken my flute home to practice. And then....ahh! Math sucks. Gotta go do my stupid story for my project which I will fail in. Later then? *twitch.....twitch.....twitch.....twitch*