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Monday, November 10, 2008


Jenny: I know. How bloody dare they choose Pete Wentz over you? I mean, what, just because you and Cassie don't have naked pics of yourselves on the interweb, you're not cool enough to rock out with All Time Low? Damn these emo kids and their porn addiction!
Not that I'm really surprised though. All Time Low is from Maryland. And guys from Maryland tend to suck. A lot. Like a vaccuum cleaner, only worse, because there's no cleaning involved.

Megan: Broadening your horizons...? Is such a thing even possible for you? Can your horizons even get any bigger? Srsly. You know, like, 847239806034789045374897910479233782698762864782936728963493291012378497590623789499999
bands. Variety is literally your middle name. Megan Variety Royer, that's what it says on your birth certificate. I know because I recently stole a copy. ^^ tehe. Stalking is fun.
Yeah, Remembering Sunday's good. Breakout! Breakout! was the soundtrack to my Summer last year.

Welllllllllll, let's see...
My weekend included: strumming absentmindedly on my daddy's guitar, blissfully eating nothing but Halloween candy, reading mountains of manga, and walking around in below-zero-degree weather with Margret.
My today included: almost missing the bus, nearly getting my leg amputated off by my bestfriend's boyfriend's psychotic ex, astronomical migraines, getting my soul raped by the row of girls that sits in front of me in Spanish, being bitched up by some teacher, having my confidence crushed for the millionth time this year, a meltdown over what he'll always have that I'll always want, and a set of dark circles around my eyes for only getting 4 or 5 hours of sleep.

So, in conclusion, kiddies: Monday is the Devil's day.
Now, I'm gonna go stuff myself with unfathomable multitudes of whatever sugar I can find, just to make sure I mutate into the fat-ass, pathetic, miserable ex-wife stereo-type I'm destined to become. (APOLOGIES TO EX-WIVES EVERYWHERE)
I love you guys.
Times like these, you're one of the precious few luxuries I have left.
~Love, Belinda

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