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Typed this at |10/15/2007 07:15:00 PM| on Monday, October 15, 2007

This is seriously one fucked up week[the last one also]. The only days which I need to go to school is tomorrow and friday, like wtf? why not all at one go? Maybe even pushed back, I don't care. [I think i have autism? o__o]

Went arty farty at 10am today, the time form which I woke up today till just now, around 7pm. Yes, what the fuck art is time consuming and shit. Is slogging out homework, whatever in front of a computer considered PLAYING the computer? I bet 1ml of my semen[kinda hard to get la] that it is NOT CONSIDERED PLAYING THE COMPUTER.

Now I have to starve. ): And my legs are weak enough for today as it is, considering how little I stood up today. What the fuck. I feel like going, 'Yeh, you fuck ass gonna die today bitches' on everyone that pisses me off again today.

Oh there goes my dream. Aw. Fuck, why must my dreams be acccomplished only after I accomplish what my parents want me to accomplish, get out of here if you don't understand.

Shame, its a spiteful thing. You are shy, yet you show no shame in other people's impression. Yes, Zaley, you're a shameless git. Yes, I am opening fire publicly. Yes, I am fucking pissed.

I have lost my joking demeanor since sunday, became some sort of fed-up son of a bitch who is aggressive to whoever pisses him off a little.

I don't give a rat's ass to being happy now.

Suck my balls if you insist I be happy.

once great leader

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