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Wednesday, July 27, 2005

had xrayy.collectin results fm doctor on friday. sianx. if sth goes wrong again. saturday's frenly cant play. after TWO WEEKS of mc. i'd go crazy getting ANOTHER MC. i'd kill. i'd jump over that stupid railing. i'll bang my head on the wall.

just kiddin i guess.no suicide is darned stupid. dont attempt it. muz go jail der. and u will make pple cry like hell. dont threaten ppl with suicide. it's darned cowardly.

I WAN TO PLAY NETBALL. I'M GOING CRAZYY.

melt. get outta my sight. i feel like so. stupid. so dumb. so. whatever.

i feel like shit in the morning when i wake up cuz i cant talk. no matter how hard i try. i get better when i get to sch. cuz i start talkin rubbish and talkin stuff that nobody understands. tryin to share sandwiches with people. start to fling rubbish into the bin. like nobody freakin cares. when i get home and i do homework i am freakin happy cuz i feel like i'm doing something right for a change. but when i go online i feel like shit again cuz i just feel like a failure. makin ppl sad. makin the whole damned thing blasted up. and feelin my blasted back throb. AND thinkin there aint netball for me. DAMNED. what's wrong u tell me. what's wrong.

screwwed.

i'm alright. there's just sth wrong. dont ask what.
sorry. i'm just feelin darnned bad.
thanks to those ppl who care.


;8:42 PM


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