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And you can see my heart beating You can see it through my chest And I’m terrified but I’m not leaving Know that I must must pass this test So just pull the trigger Say a prayer to yourself He says close your eyes Sometimes it helps And then I get a scary thought That he’s here means he’s never lost
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Saturday, June 13, 2009
A while..

As you can see, I have been suffering a mild symptom of laziness where I cannot be fucked to blog.
I am going to at least try and blog. It's a little boring I guess, but what can I do?

As many of you know, my stupid ass laptop broke down. I didn't have music for at least two weeks, until some very, very nice people donated for me. I now have 302 songs. Freken hell, it sucks.

Lets say that the last few weeks has been uneventful and boring. I'm not very happy with my exam results and what thought I would get good in I got terrible. For example:
English 62%, MATHS 82%, Science 83%, Geography 60%. Like what the hell. I feel awesomely stupid.

On the 120609, these fucken lebs annoyed me. On the 150609, I will personally assassinate the shit out of them, slowly and painfully.
I will burn them with a candle, poke them with a fucken knife and then pour hot water and vinegar on them to make them burn and stinky. I will then personally talk to them about how ugly they are (not saying that I'm not) and that they should get OUT of Australia because they don't effing belong here*. I will then chuck Volleyballs at their ugly faces and then wrap them in the Volleyball net since they like it so much. I'll tape this and chuck it onto YOUTUBE. See what they can do.

You want to know how this happen? I'll tell you regardless. I have an issue with the year 12 guys. I don't know why, I just do. I don't talk to them and I try my best to NOT associate with them, but somehow I just do. Bloody year eight lebs, WHO by the way, called my group a SLUT, decided to bring a volley ball to 'play'. UNFORTUNATELY, THEY ARE TOO FAT TOO MOVE. Bloody whores. They kicked the year twelves off, and wanted to 'play'.

Mary, being the unbearable BITCH that she is, decided to SIT HER FAT ASS on the volley courts with Della. Whore ONE then said to her friend, 'why the fuck are they sitting here'. Mary has SUPER sonic hearing and she heard this. She then replied, 'I'M FUCKING COLOUR BLIND'. Don't ask me why, I just did.

Whore one, then stupidly replies, 'you can't be colour blind, if you were, you would be blind and can't see colours'. Uh, I think I would know my symptom whore face.

They then decide to chuck the fucken ball at Mary's group.
Whorepussyfaceslutsprostituesharlotdicksuckers.
NO ONE GIVES A FUCK ABOUT YOU, not even the teacher that you DOBBED us into. Anywho, they managed to throw it at Melanie.


To those Whorefaces, watch your backs. You don't want to get on my bad side. I don't fucken care if I get suspended. (Maybe I do but) If you get on my nerves, I just need to scratch your ugly faces and I'll be satisfied. WAIT, I have to make your faces bruised first, then scratch it off and take a picture and blackmail you. Put it all around the school. Give it to teachers as presents and send it back to your house.

That, is what I had to say.

Other than that, Mary is feeling perfect.







*Some lebs are cool. Only the young ones are unbearable, like the whorefaces.


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But I still gotta scrub

My pain away
So you wanna be my rehab
Let it drain the past that we had
I'm so sick of all the dirty memories
All these pictures haunting me
Forcing me to therapy

- Wash my hands (Off you) Jackie Boyz

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