"You're never there. And im startin to think that you never will be. Sucha 'perfect' thin i have here."

uhm. im feelin preettty fumed up, fucked up by tha inhabitants of ma house. more specific, ma room. yes. my room. its ina gawd damn bloody hell mess. imagin uh. my room is already small. n fitted wit loatsa big stuffys. okay, those foldable beds or watever on tha floor, 2 of em. food scraps all over. their clothins, dirrty ones stacked in one corner. n u might think im unhygenic, please. ive tried. but no use. n no peace at all. none! zilch! n ive got like no right to use anythin. helloee. this is MY room. freaks! i totally lost it. just nowe. but hopefuly, theyre gonna b off. tmr. finally! urgh. cannot take anuther dae no more. no wae. never.

so tdae. id slack my butt out of tha chairs in ma dads room. watchin mtv. i nvr liked goin elsewher other thn ma room u see. it got like evrythin. tv - com - phone - books - toys - ps. definately wit com u can get musyc n radio. heh.

so hey. saturdae im leavin. early2 mornin. ard 7. cool. i must get ma happy moods back. i need it back. cause i noe, if nuthins goin well. heh. i'll b cranky n shuttin up. my life. from tha werld. right here. right nowe. urgh.

i hope i wont hafta go thru tuition tmr. reason - no mood. n i wanna g outs la. im cravin fe tha lemon chickens. from magic wok. yum.

And. hopin fer someone to tell mie that i should leave. n not to stay. someone, talk some sense into mie. please! i need em. so bad. i need em to get up n go. n not stay. pls. =(

uh. nytes ppl. miss ma budds alot alot. specialy phat. hmph. miss ya ghurl. heh. urm see u guys ard i guess. bleahs.