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myOtaku.com: Midnighter Des8


Friday, March 30, 2007

the past few days . . .
Well I havn't posted about my week persay so I'll tell u what I've been through.

Monday: Test in Engilsh, Heather and I passsed notes. Heather teased about how we both like the same guy.

Tusday: In engilsh after correcting our tests Heather passed me a note saying: Would u mind if I asked Justine out? (justine is the guy we like). I repiled with no go ahead I'm a big girl I can deal with it. She didn't quite belive me for a minute, which was smart becaus I almost Freaked out from frieght.

Wednessday: Heather didn't ask Justine out yet. St lunch me Sarah and Brenden talked about how we all hate Bush. Me and Cassie whent to church and found out Harrite Tubman carried a gun on person.

Thursday: I have 202 hits. Heather finaly asked Jusinte and he said yes. I felt like I had been stabed because Heather asked him out in front of me, then told me about it. In since I had a test, and in 4th hour (I sare it with Justine) I started to calculate just how easy it would be to kill myself. After all but 10 people in our school want me to die!
In lunch Justine sat behind me, it was almost as if he and Heather want me to suffer. Brenden and Sarah and I tried to talk Justine out of going out with Heather. Now it's not what u think I'm not a bad friend, ok so I am but not for that reason. All 3 of us know that any boy Heather go's out with always pisses her off. As her friend itlike being tyed to a train about to crash. You have no hope fpr survilvle, and when Heather is pissed run at all! In math I wallowed and wrote another suicedle pome.

And that was my week.
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