Dear Diary ;
i fully give this ominous day its well deserved credit
Friday the 13th strikes again....
-my mushroom soup was like ****
-and the box leaked so there was soup everiwhere...
-my bio was terrible....haisss
-and le grande finale...the clique i am in has officially
split....dunno who to follow...or what to do...haisss
i feel so unhappy....feel lyk screaming- why cant we all just
get along!....but i just watch as e relationship sours
...as the delicate butterfly catches on fire...and writhes in pain..
gently crumbling into silent black ashes...blown away by e wind..
okay waitt stop- wad am i thinking!?
its so MORBID!!! eeew okay yuck yuck yuckss okay
*bangs head*
m clearing up the rubbish inside
we played badminton... but narmadha never came...even when
she said she would haisss...on a brighter note...
-we watched a beautiful mind [it RAWKS!]
-mr wee never came
and i am still in one piece....
hmmm suddenly feel lyk saying
I LOVE YOU GOD YOU RAWK!!!!!!
...
interesting.
Yet Another Day;3:08 AM