Beautifully Broken.
somehow, when you're the centre of the joke, it does'nt get fun anymore. or maybe it just gets so funny its unfunny.
i do not like mrs chee. she pisses me off. she picks on me. like hell. for no apparent reason at times. she irritates me. she thinks she funny, but shes not.
i didnt realise my netball com was this fri. oh well, we cant blame fuckers who are so bloody irresponsible. god hates you more than me. too bad.
i had sandwich day today. half a sandwich for recess and dinner and a full one for lunch, with the additional touches of green tea. perfect.
i should stop with those fake smiles.
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