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Life Sucks.
And it's all Danni's fault.
Thanks for the sweet comments on my other depressed post, Rhiannon.
I think i'll make some more MCR Graphics and stick in some headphones, and maybe make some coffee to cheer myself up.
And, Ofc, to block the little bitch out.
:)

Everytime i think of my sister, swearwords are involved.
Usually introduced by "Fake little".
Does this happen in every family??

It's friday.
I didn't notice before..

On the super bitchy post the other day, i was focusing on the crap. Now i can think happy thoughts. :D
You might need the other post for this one to make sense.


I seem to be the happy one when placed next to Rhiannon. I have nice shoulders. I can speak. Something matters.

I actully get to sleep.
Therefore, making others look happy.

I like a challenge.

But i can block it out.
It'll make Danni a "better person" according to mum.

More is good. Espesh` if it's ice-cream.
My other sister is too little to be a fake little bitch.
It's her promblem.
It' gets rid of her stress.
I was fatter in Primary.
He's not controlling.
At least she isn't a tall bitchy american.
Her being ginger makes me look ok :) (JOKE!)
I can throw things at him now and kill him later.
This might somehow mess with his under-developed brain, making him gay and we can oggle over boys together.
My blogging gets rid of stress.
They are nice trousers.
I get tickets in school.
I can always buy some drugs with my school ticket.
I'm not as fake as Shelbie :D
This'll make danni get more attention.
I can buy new ones with the ticket.
I can use SUDCREME!! Bo Yah!
My hair dye dyed the dandruff for a bit.
Someone benifits!
I have a fringe covering it up.
I can, uhm.. brush it??
Excercise!!
Excercise!!
I have an alibi! Go hormones :D
I have an alibi! Go hormones :D
I may learn something.
Exams are better than lessons.
I get cool shadows under my eyes.
Excuse to wear trainers.
Longer to decorate the house.
This might make me more gracefull and vampire-like.
Hairbrushes are avaliable in my country now xD
It takes up more space, thus making me look like i've written more.
Bondage :)
I have an alibi! Go hormones! :D

However, i am not dead yet.
I AM alive.
Uhm, what can be positive about "fuck this"?? Humm..

Well, there y` are. :)

Was pupil receptionist.
Not with Gerite.
Although i wouldn't've been with Gerite, beacause his name is Julian. :/
Was with Luke Berry.
Ugh, he was so annoying.
But, on the bright side, not awkward.
:/
I miss Rhiannon.
I kind of miss Tyler.
I don't really miss daisy.

XD

How was the violin exam?
What did you play?
What did you get?
Was it easy?
What the hell, like i care. All i really care about is if they served you coffee or not.
:)

Today.

Today i got up at 7, so a lie in. Got on the laptop for around 2 hours, tut tut. Then i dyed my hair again, and went back on laptop. Then, went to the dentist, just so he could tell me to go to ANOTHER dentist to get 4 teeth pulled out. Nice. No extra plans for today, just sitting down, thinking of how much my life sucks and what a bitch i've become. (See last post.)

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow i'll be pupil receptionist again, but with Gerite (sp???) instead of Brad. I'm not sure wheter it'll be more or less awkward than with Brad. 'Cause at the time, i was just getting over my crush on him. I certainly do NOT have a crush on Gerite, but he's quiet and has freckles. That kind of combination makes me feel awkward. :/

Because i said i was going to be the happy one. Because i said i was going to be the shoulder to cry on. Because i said it didn't matter.
But it does.

I've found i'm crying myself to sleep every night.
And i'm permenantly stressed.
It's harder to pretend when you remember who you are.

It's hard knowing that you'll never see your Dad again.
It's frustrating to know it wasn't your fault.

But there's more.
My sister is a fake little bitch.
My cousin is pregnant at 16.
My Mum is pissing me off.
I'm fat.
Barry is SO annoying.
Kayla keeps hitting me, the bitchy american midget.
Daisy keeps hitting me, the almost-as-bitchy ginger kid.
Josh keeps calling me fucking Emo. And i'm not allowed to kill him yet.
Tyler is being perverted.
I'm on the computer too much.
I have only 2 pairs of fucking trousers.
I'm poor.
I want to laugh, but i fucking can't.
I have to be fucking fake around everyone.
I'll never, ever, ever see my dad again.
I keep biting my clothes.
I have skin problems.
My head&shoulders is not working.
I've got to go to the dentist, just so the bastard can rip out my teeth to get some money.
I've got a fucking lump on my eye that just keeps getting bigger.
My fringe is never right.
I have to walk up a fucking mountain every day.
I have to walk down a fucking mountain every day.
I'm being a bitch to everyone.
I'm crying all the time.
I'm getting way to much homework.
I've got exams coming up.
I'm going to bed at 9, getting to sleep at 2, and waking up at 5.
My school shoes are broken already.
My brother is taking ages to get born.
I have to be quiet every fucking second of the day; either Barry's in bed or Triniti.
My hair is never neat.
My handwriting is messed up.
I'm permenantly babysitting my sister.
I'm a fucking stressed-out bitch.

I'm feeling suicidal.
The only thing keeping me alive is Rhiannon and Music.
Fuck this.

I'm having that "I'm fat" phase again.
I hope it won't last.
It's kind of depressing.
Maybe it's because painters are in.
Try figuring that out, Tyler.
Rhiannon might get it.
Winkidy wink wink.

Update: Aielihsdkbgjmxse is actully called Yestin.
Now, i did a science experiment with Yest, and the smell was so disgustiong i almost threw up.
Haven't been near enough to Yestin to see if he smells yet.

'Nuff said.

We were playing Tennis today.
And, you might have guessed, I'm crap at anything that involves getting off my big butt.
But, i still played.
We were doing this crappy-waste-of-time game called "King of the court".
(WTF? The only kids playing were girls! We don't want a sex change for tennis!)
And guess who was king!
Yup, moi!
(Yeah, i got out on first turn, but so what? I WAS KING FIRST!)
When i went out, i put on this heavy English accent, and said royally, "I demand to play at Wimbledon"
Now, you try saying Wimbledon with an English accent.
It's frikin' hard.
That took talent.

So, we have Rhys & Aieswgowihgioqshaf in our class now.
There is some other kid in Bex' class.
Tbh, none are very appealing.
But Morgan "likes" Rhys.
Bex used to like Aiklbvkbdvoasbkbjsdfbki.
He used to be in her old school.
Anyhoo, Rhiannon said something about Morgan going for any boy that comes along.
Can't remember what.
So i said, "Well, what do you expect? New boys! She's like a 5-year-old in Santa's house!"

Note- Sorry Morgan. You're not really a slut. :)

Sitting on the floor is cool.
And you know it.

YAY!!!!!!

Look, enough said.
I am not doing a step-by-step for this one.

So, i was gonna do my homework today..
But then i decided i'd copy off Rhiannon.

Oh, and apparently Kayla is going somewhere far away for a few days..

Wasn't i supposed to do homework today?

But seriously, is totally getting rid of my Dad going a tad too far?
:'S

Only Rhiannon will truly understand this.

How to pronounce members of MCR's names:

Bawb - Bob in American/Texasian accent
G'day Moy-key - Hi Mikey in Austrailian/English accent
Frenkay - Frankie in American/Evil stepmoter accent
Jeh-Rawr-d - Gerard in American accent
Ray - Ray in any accent. Exept maybe polish.

I had a bad dream last night.

I can figure out some of the lyrics now.
^____^

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