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Sunday, September 16, 2007
tell me it sucks, or does it?

This day has got to be theeee worst day ever. Of my entire life. First, I was supposed to go to watch Hairspray (finally!) with Kiwi. Then, something called 'Mother' stepped in and so we can't go.

Now I find out we have to do the bloody report for Science Talent. Shizzz. I hate this. Hate hate hate hate.

Can I just die or something? CSI was lovely. I liked CSI: NY. The racecar thingy was weird, considering the guy's head was cut off w/ that nylon string thing (or whatever its made of) while he was doing a Jack-in-the-Box. His manager sucks, tho.

Hate this shit. Life's a bitch.
!3:45 PM