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Tuesday, October 18, 2005

today isnt a good day.
but yea. i've officially ended it.
so yes. in other words, i've DUMPED him.
i know you guys are gonna do the victory dance.
up to you. i'm not in the mood.
i'm irritated.
i'm not in the mood to tan but the sun's so good.
grrrr...
why's dis world so against me currently?
*FUCKED UP.


slept till like 3?
woke up to a roar of nags.
my mom going on bout money and my bills.
uggh. it's so frustrating.
can the world just stop moving for awhile?
so i made my lunch and sat in front of the tv eating.
there she went on and on and on.
and den she called her friend and bitched bout it.
like i havent had enough?
FEEL MY PAIN.


i've no money to go out.
i can't ask money to top up my ezlink,
cos my mom will go on about it.
the only way? grandma.
but i don't wanna make it so obvious it's money that i'm visiting.
it's really bad. siggh.
all these just kill my mood. fuck.
I NEED MONEY.
and den again, i'm so mad.
i havent received my pay yet! UGGH.
that's a quadruple dose of frustration.


ANYHOWS.
i wish the Os are over soon?
so i'll have more friends.
but by then, i'll be back to school.
how ANNOYING.
GROWLS.


i've officially submitted to having to rot at home.
SAVE ME FROM THIS HELL HOLE.


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