I feel really ill. And I hate my computer... there's fuck all music on it. And I wish I had a bass... just for shits. And I don't like my bedroom... it's too fuckin messy... and I like mess but it's too much. And I wish I had a new ring for my hand piercey thing. And I need some skins.
My mum does this every month. She spends her entire months food shopping allowance in one day. But we bought lots of nice food... and cds... and garden stuff?!?!?
On another note apparently mah wee Meggie gets fed junk when she's at home, like beans and mushed up chips. Like in prepared little packets...
My english teacher lost some of my coursework and he's making me do it again. He's such a knob. God I am gonna have a full scream at him next time I see him
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