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Sunday, October 30, 2005

urgh. i'm such a self-concious freak. i shld be eliminated from this earth man, together with the brats. but pls, make us end up in different worlds. i dont want to see them.

shooooooooooooooo....

if only you can adjust how much time you need. now, i need at least 30 hours a day. grant me my wish!

(bleahx. tell me i shouldnt be so bothered by how ppl look at me. yes. scold me. slap me, scream at me. make sure i change. and if you have the ability, tell all those problems to stop bugging me at the moment. stop thinking about them.)

heh. 9 more days. good luck!