| WOOOOOO! no one sees this! woooo! woooo! yeah yeah! xanga! oooooo oooo OOOOOO!
like my song? |
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| disregard that last entry.....its better now. I'm happy.
btw: i was right. |
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| What better way to get him to come with you than to dress really sexy and wear make-up. If that doesnt work, there's plenty of guys at the party who will appriciate my effort. |
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| ok so. you're getting sick while you're at a party where you dont know alot of the people, and the people you do know are the people you came with and the people you've only met a few times and didnt talk to them that much. Ok, so, you're getting sick, sick to the point where it's fricken burning up in there and you're wearing a hoodie and getting goose bumps, you look and feel like shit so you turn to your bf and he looks at you and asks if you're ok. you tell him over and over that you're sick and he sits there. finally he gets up hugs you and asks if you want to go home. you say "well we have to leave soon anyway, might as well." He then proceeds to walk up to the radio, puts in a new cd of his and goes to a few of his friends and starts talking to them meanwhile leaving you sitting there, sick. wtf? do you have the right to be mad or am i overexaggerating? |
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| Y did the school have to block all the good websites? this sux. i want to check my e-mail, i cant do that. i want to listen to burnt ninja on myspace, i cant do that. I want to talk to people on aim...cant do that either. the only thing i can do is update my boring, non-useful, xanga.
Burnt Ninja's demo is done. Get one or die.
Friday is going to be one of the worst days of my life. Feburary third always is. |
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