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I just spilled orange cranberry juice all over myself.

*Smacks head on desk*

I really, really want a tazer. And a nine foot long pole and a lot of duck tape. The next shit for brains chucklehead that squirts me with a water gun, randomly yells obscenities at me, or generally threatens to beat me up because he thinks he can, gets my boomstick right in the bloody gonads.

i want a really big stick so i can hurt people in far distances!

Boomstick

Anyways, Alan = Stupid. I called Steph today. I don't know why I did, but I know I did. She answered and spoke to me, and I expected her to not answer the phone. She almost seemed interested in speaking to me, but I couldn't speak, so I kept saying I should hang up. I am so fucking stupid. I really am. It's not like I am trying to get back with her, or really want to now, but I find myself in my room dialing her number. Some one from the Detroit area needs to call me, because I desperately miss talking on the phone. She said I could call her again, but I doubt I will, at least not in the near future. I just keep on inadvertantly trying to hurt myself, and I seriously don't know why. Alan = Stoopid.

BOOMSTICK.

During English today the teacher was explaining a vocabulary word (girded), and said "Wether people support it or not, we are girding ourselves for battle." or something like that...

Then one girl was like "You know what I don't get? THey destroy a couple buildings and we keep talking about going in there and starting a way but I don't see why we can't just destroy the whole country!"

When someone told her that things weren't that simple, she said "I don't care."

I was a little aggravated.

Ignorance is the shackles of youth.

Damn right. And people tried to convince her otherwise and were like "Things aren't that simple, and it's not the whole country, it's terrorists. Individual people."

I won't get into a debate about it but I don't think it's fair.

ing computer, ing internet, ing message boards, ing headache, ing fever, ing obligations, ing moving to the ing dorm ing tomrrow and all I want to ing do is fall off the ing planet and ing die.

I think you meant fucking.

fuck yes, I did.

FuckityfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckFUCKFUCKFUCK

FUCK!!!

I feel better now.

No, I don't.

go on kazaa and search "ebonics - the usage of the word fuck." I love that file.

infuckingcredible

absofuckinglutely

my favorite:
why don't you go outside and play hide and go fuck yourself?

As almost every word in the sentence:
fuck those fucking fuckers

Now this folks is when you know you've hit the heights of society

ye gods, CM is the heights of society?

I'm in trouble.

yay...we're having a fuck parade tonight. well....i'll be happy to add my two cents. if they dare cancel or postpone the AC show....grrr....someone is going to get fucked..and not in the good way.

oh yeah...it's my fucking birthday

^Happy fucking birthday!!!^

Tomorrow:

Me, attempting to move into dorm room, with no help, no car, and a raging fever.



So yeah, just picture me walking several miles carrying a stack of boxes, every now and then stopping to puke.

moving in? isn't it a little late for that? i started school like...a month ago.

Moving in. Quarter system. We start beginning of October.

eak...i forgot to use vulgar language. well....i have a fucking stat test this morning at 8(fucking):40, so i better get my fucking ass into fucking bed. good fucking night everyone

p.s.: i don't mean my fucks...i love you guys too much to swear at you