_as of 8:19 on thursday, april 15, i am seventeen years old.

_therefore, it is my birthday.

_or, was, at least.

_it's mildly odd that the title to this puppy is longer than the entry itself. i really would update, but... not today. later.

_if you are reading this, chances are that i hate you. probably with a fiery passion that only grows stronger with each passing day.

::laughs hysterically::


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_the passion of the christ is a stupid waste of money and time, and words cannot express my anger for everyone's obsession with it. and i hate mel gibson even more for making it.

_today was fucking perfect.

_i am the shaolin master killer ( Read more... )

_fucking hell, as i was writing this sentence, all of a sudden like thirty people waltzed into the computer lab. it's the suck. oh wells. school's being one gay motherfucker.

_that is all. i'm still alive, by the way.

_oih, how i've neglected the old lj. craziness, craziness. i've many a tale to tell of.

_but, i guesses now isn't the time.

_later.

.i feel dead.

_hm, i am in school. the midst of newspaper. i was going to update, but i became disillusioned and whatnot. lots of stuff, lots of shite, lots of garbage i don't need to deal with. life is good at this exact moment i guess, but little nuances irk me. whatever ( Read more... )

this lyric is all i can think of:
bad to feel the way i am
today's another day you do what you can
feel so sad, so bad today
all my friends have gone awaythe week was okay at times and terrible at times. it's life. a false hope, a series of disappointments and hopes falling short. today i cried ( Read more... )