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Thursday, May 17, 2007

-fuck school!!-

warning letters after warning letters. i simply dont have the mood to go to school. i myself do not know why. maybe because all my friends had graduated. maybe because school is far from my place. maybe beacause school of EEE lacks of chicks. maybe because school hours is long. mayb..just mayb..

mom dad, dont worry.. i'll get the fcuking diploma for you. im big enough to think for myself. so stop forcing me and stop getting urself stressed out. just dont talk about school to me. i hate school.

| name fought for sanity @ 10:01 AM|

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