Do we have similar minds?

In class literature essay.

Must not forget $100 for the teacher so I can pass this pathetic excuse of a class.

I fucking hate Narrabundah. Everyone is so fucking retarded.

I don't like meeting new people. They blow.

Sweet 16, first time kissed.

OMG a guy asked me out.

Christ on a carousel!

First day was good.

I am starting college in a week. It will be gay.

What the fuck? My pants are on fire.

More like Canberra is on fire.

Judgement day, or some idiots playing with matches?

Who knew I'd be in hell before 18.

Whose lame idea was this live journal?