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louisa
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Sunday, November 23, 2008

I FREAKING HATE GRAD NIGHT NOW.
*angry*
maybe it'll be fun in the end, idk.
but for now i really, REALLY hate it.

it causes me to miss out on the chance to go portugal.
and see a nice country where there's WINTER and the weather is COLD, or at least cool.
it causes me to be stuck at home for around 8 or 9 days with a maid that seems to be suffering from depression.
you dont wanna know how it feels like to open a door and see her kneeling and crying outside your room whn you didnt freaking do anything.
i swear i never did anything. i never even TALKED to her.
i am freaking scared of her now can.
and it causes me to spend money and feel tired and waste time.

AND I AM FREAKING SCARED OF SCARY PPL ON MSN WHO TALK TO ME AND PESTER ME AND WHATEVER.
i am neither pretty nor nice enough to warrant this.
neither do i think i did anything bad enough to deserve this.
DAMN SCARY OMG AHHHHHHHHHHHH.

i shall run to a corner and cry over my miserable life.
goodbye.