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I'm tired of this blog. So, f off.


Sunday, August 26, 2007
What's with me?
Okay, let me start this. It's been really shitty. I mean, I don't really like getting serious and all when blogging and stuff, but, how fucking shitty. It's just... asdfghjkl!@#%%^!!! Damn.
With new stupid classmates, I feel like starting again in a new school. I really hate my classmates. Especially the fucking newbies. They think that they can be bossy around, threat us shit, and they can talk to us like they've known us forever? Of course, they shouldn't.
So why do I hate these noobs? Because they talk about me behind my back. Must be some gossip shit. How can people be so fucking rude? To talk about me behind their backs, and tell me something else to my face. I mean, GROW UP, people. If you have something to say to me, just say it. There's no need to have thoughts about me in your head and then be all like "Yeah, that's right." when you actually have something else in your head. I mean, I'll try to convince you yeah. But if you tell me you a damn lie, its much worse because I won't try to convince you and you'll just be accepting the damn lie. I mean, yes I'll get a bit hurt, but I'll get MORE hurt if you say stuff behind my back. Just tell me what you want to say. I might change your mind about the shit in your thoughts.

Okay, I'm done with whining.
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I don't really like school, so I'm glad we don't have school for a couple of days. =D And it's been long since I last updated, but, we had our shitty exams. I kinda sneaked in the computer for a while, when I'm supposed to be studying. lol. I've got tons of virtual friends [some of them used to be my enemies] so I can't keep out of the computer. Those stupid HSM 2 songs are SO stuck in my head. Eek, stupid songs.

HOLY SHAT! ["shat" is a word. Seriously] Someone just messaged me on MSN. It's a crazy bitch. "OMGZ, Ric. I love the stuff you make in Photoshop" Then, I'm like "What? Sorry, but do I know you?" And then she told me that I don't know her, but she knows me. That's just... wtf?! Am I being stalked? Is my work famous enough? =P <--- (I know, not funny. =P)

Blah, blah, blah...
ty for reading. I know that it's a pain in the brain. [hey, that rhymes!]

Ric.


7:43 AM




[.about me.]

� Name's Ric. � 13 year old � From Asia. � I hate where I live. � High School. � April 16th of 1994 � Male. � Umm. � Yeah. � Ok, so... � I love thunderstorms � I'm Aries � I chew gum frequently � I don't like sweets that much. � People are out to get me. Ahh. � Heehee. � I want to go to Paris more than anything. � I like anime. � I hate eggs. � I hate stupid people. � I would die without Pepsi.




[.stuff.]

coming soon...



[.what's up?.]

It's the start of High School and it really sucks.


[.archives.]

04.07 l 05.07 l 06.07 l 07.07 l 08.07 l 09.07 l 10.07 l




[.speak.]

Hah, the layout's pimpin'




[.site.]

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