Such Sweet Nothing

Trust I mean.

Well. If you're reading this, you know what I'm talking about.

I am waiting for jc to pass me by. Really, really. I cannot wait to get my fucked up promo results, study through the holidays and just work for the A levels. I really just can't.

I don't want to bloody go to school.

This reminds me of my first first day of school. Back when i was 5 or something. Screamed and kicked and cried and grabbed furniture to stay in the house.

Okay. And this blog is dead. I'm officially swearing off blogs. Hmmm. I should get Sean to teach me how to delete the whole damn thing.

There is a way to do that right? I mean, make it literally disappear, like it never was?

That's right. It never was.




	Such Sweet Nothing Words, whispers and sighs Shrieks, sometimes Home Get Email Updates Admin Password Remember Me 247410 Curiosities served Share on Facebook				2007-10-04 8:10 PM It's a tricky thing Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: pissed off. and so dreading school. Read/Post Comments (0) Trust I mean. Well. If you're reading this, you know what I'm talking about. I am waiting for jc to pass me by. Really, really. I cannot wait to get my fucked up promo results, study through the holidays and just work for the A levels. I really just can't. I don't want to bloody go to school. This reminds me of my first first day of school. Back when i was 5 or something. Screamed and kicked and cried and grabbed furniture to stay in the house. Okay. And this blog is dead. I'm officially swearing off blogs. Hmmm. I should get Sean to teach me how to delete the whole damn thing. There is a way to do that right? I mean, make it literally disappear, like it never was? That's right. It never was. Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top