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• 1990-09-25
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• England, Bristol
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• 2005-04-06
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• Student
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• Rachel/Rachi-chan(to best friends)
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• hitting a Tennis ball over a fence boucing it on a car and flying into the river. Tripping over a video tape box
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• Whenever..
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• Yami no mitsumi, Princess Mononoke, Spirited Away,Howls moving castle. Gravitation, All Gundam series, DBZ, X(1999), Escarflowne, Outlaw Star ,Fruits Basket, Naruto, Yu-Gi-Oh, Akira, Tenchi, Ranma 1/2, kare kano, DNAngel,Beyblade Cowboy bepbop Evangelion
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• Take over the world, or at least a small army of ants
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• Art, drama, music, video games, downloading and anime!
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• fake crying and getting out of trouble with this method mwahaha!
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Tuesday, May 10, 2005
I have a shitty cold! It was a bad sore throat but it has now turned into a cold. I can barely breathe and have to see in every 20 minutes. It's only a cold, I'll get over it.
I had my chance to stay off school today, I didn't want to stay home and bother my mum, so I went in. I don't mind school that much so theres no problem. Apart from being ill.
I had a crap day yesterday, where my sore throat turned into a cold as well after lunch. I had D.T, which I can't stand. I sat there as I normally did and then Stupid gay ass Mr Hatton told me that he couldn't let me just sit there anymore! I told him I wasn't feeling to good and he sent me to the horrid nurse, *shivers*. All that fat evil thing does is give you a fucking massive paracetimal and tell you to go back to your lesson. I took the paracetimal and hung about in the toilet for about 10-15 minutes. I was gonna bunk the whole lesson... and really should of but something in the back of my mind forced me to go back to gay ass D.T!
I went back to D.T. Stupid gay ass Mr.Hatton AGAIN had to butt in and tell the head of D.T which is Mr.Williams, sorta tall, long legged man with glasses and a funny haircut. He took me to reception and told me to sit. I did what he said, then he asked me why I was sad or upset or whatever and I didn't answer him much. He presumed it was because I didn't like D.T. Sure true but there are other things in my life that can upset me more than a pettyt pointless subject! I got some lady involved aswell, I told her what was bothering me and that I don't feel well. They were prepared to send me home, though I said not to bother and I can go to History (which was last lesson) and I would be ok. Man I was soooooooooo wrong, I should of just gone home!
I ended up bursting into tears in History when that stupid teacher came back and started teaching history again! God damnit! She asked me why I haven't got my book out, (though already feeling like crap from just telling my fucking life story on how I'd suffered from depression and that I'm going through another phase of it again), I wasn't too happy when she started on me about not having my book out. I just looked at her blankly knowing she waiting for a reply, I tried opening my mouth but then the tears just started streaming down my face. I walked out of the room to redeem myself. Without any of my supposed "friends" coming after me or fuck all! Instead Hannah went after me (she's is also in my D.T set and knew I was upset before hand). I had a comforting talk with Hannah, since she has actually been through the stuff I'm going through, which is nice to know. Unlike my friends who have never fucking had a boyfriend or done fuck all, she was a great help for making me feel better.
I came back into the class room, sat down and took out my water. Then stupid gay ass horrid red head bitchy wank, came up to me and wanted to know my business. She asked me what was wrong. I told her like you care and she started having ago at me that she does fucking care and she wanted to know and fuck all! I just came back into the fucking classroom after having a fucking brake down and what does she do?!!? Puts pressure on me and starts making it out it's my fault that I won't tell her! So there I go again, she sets off another load of just recovered tears! I walk outta the room and she follows after me fucking pissing me off again! She doesn't fucking get it! Bad news is she has not only replaced my history teacher, Mr.Taylor but my R.E teacher, Mrs.Dickinson as well!
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