Sunday, September 04, 2005

I gave someone a tight bitchslap yesterday. it felt good, but it'd feel even better if it was another person - that kid in particular.

i had a weird dream involving a hunk, a swimming pool and bright technicoloured floats yesterday. i get weird dreams often but i never seem to get any dreams about Paul Banks. or Lee Gaze, even. & that's pretty wonky.

anyways, Isaac's going back to his house. i was actually getting used his presence and the whole let's-bunk-in-the-little-kid's-room i.e sleeping in my room idea. oh well.

i have a feeling that i'm going to update this thing more often, now that there's the term-break and all. i have an even-stronger feeling that the updates would be either illogical or me ranting on how much i want to murder that person.

there's this kid in my class who thinks that she's some 'it-girl'. i could live her but when she goes all 'OMG YEAH, i went there with my mom before AND IT WAS SO FABULOUS OMG, i'll buy you some of that and let you try IT'S HEAVEN', i could honestly steal a sniper and just shoot her. she makes it seem like i have cerebral palsy. & to think that most of her verbal-bullshit are stuff that i had already told her. WAY TO BE UNIQUE, KIDDIE. take lessons from your backdated friend. oh whoopsie. :D

wow, talk about a bitchfest. just so you know, i'm not like most of the time. i thought it'd be good if i dished shit out here. it's like detox for the soul.. well, kind of.

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10:06 pm