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Hi my name is so and so, sometimes when i'm bored, i draw people in my head. I listen to music a lot but the best times are usually when i'm on the bus. I don't think many people know about me because I keep a low profile. On days when i'm upset, i paint my toe nails and red is my favourite color. I have white feet, they remind me of porcelain. My eyes resemble almonds and my lids look like define lines imprinted in clay. I wish I were somebody else, maybe superman perhaps, my red cape in the wind, ever so free. My blog is a collection of my perspectives, thoughts and emotions. I write when I write, what I write. Your critcism is not welcomed.
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time: 8:46 PM
date: Wednesday, January 24, 2007
A downhill joy ride, speed and sound, turned into a tragedy.

Wednesdays. Possibly the shittiest day of the week, excluding SS where Thumb talks shit stories and I can sleep. I hate E.Geog. The teacher like fucking sucks my blood like a leech on overdrive. She came up t me today, after Aqilah gave me one of her mind-numbing slaps on my left leg and talked about my attitude, my posture (“Right from the first lesson….”) and my lack of interest for like ten minutes. What she does not fucking realise is I did her homework. I did it, and I read my textbook like a good student. I know whats a temperate coniferous forest. I swear my blood started boiling, and I stared at the wall behind her. Excuse me teacher, let me get my voodoo doll. I wish my tiger teddy bear was bigger. Someone buy me a bigger one for V day? Rest of the day was non existent (Im going t get a single digit for Lit test), and Hazel, Annabel and me managed to get Shortie to eat a piece of chicken today. I got my Super Rings and my Bobdog sweets, prepared for boredom tomorrow. But I ate like half of my Super Rings due to temptation. I feel like keeping quiet on this blog, like who reads this shit anyways. Bye, I need a Chem tutor. Like Everyone understands Chem, except me. Bye.

If I am quieter tmr, its just that I dont feel like talking, not that I am dao-ing you or that I am suicidal and going to throw myself off Futura or sth.