Happy Birthday Miss Jenny.
Modern dance was surprisingly awesome today.
except the fact that i didnt bring my jazz pants.
okay other then that, today was so fantastically horrible.
the whole week was.
no such thing as happy endings and wonderful life.
all bullshit.
oh well.
i really hope 2012 happens.
it would be the best day of my life when the world ends.

i dont have any reason to be happy,
i never did.
except now i have Andrei, i have my friends.
nothing more.
talk about friends,
who was the one saying we should stick together forever.
nobody means what they say nowadays.

I love the rain,
it matches my mood.
I'm starting to turn back to my February self,
maybe it doesn't matter.
the earlier i die the better.
its actually a good thing to die.
I'm a christian,
i know I'll go heaven and meet God.
its actually something to look forward to.

stupid poa class tomorrow,
i cant wake up late.
but oh well,
at least i won't be stuck in this house of horror.
i rather go to some haunted house and live that.
that would have been better.

I would name out all the bad stuff that happened,
but it would probably be a waste of time.
who cares anyway.
i love being in a dont care mood.
im going to school to daydream for the seven hours.
my brain cells only lasts till recess.
they disintegrate after that.

one bad thing is coming after one another.
i settle one,
another one comes.
some can't be settled,
you just gotta be patient.
I'm not patient.

oh well.
my mother wants me to be a surgeon because i can take gore scenes.
number one,
I'm not in triple science.
number two, i don't take biology.
number three,
it would be stupid and boring,
to dig into peoples organs for hours.
and if you fail and they die,
its your fault.
then probably half of the surgeons on earth are murderers.
anyway, i don't wanna be a surgeon.
not smart enough,
and definitely not patient enough.
and if im angry,
i would end up making alot of people have internal bleeding.

i wonder why they even got married in the first place.
both of them must have been seriously blind.
i know the male is.
the female must have been deaf.
and yes she is now anyway.
partly.

watching this morning's assembly just made me feel worse all the more.
yog...
i feel like slapping myself.
i wish i got all the suffering instead,
i wish i got all the sadness instead,
i wish i got all the problems instead,
i wish i got all the sickness and injuries instead.
i really don't deserve all this.
anyway, its the fourth time my boyfriend fell asleep talking to me. -.-
imma gonna keep counting. :)

concentrate on the present, and not the past or future.
i shall concentrate on me funeral.
i told anna the details already.
its actually gonna be quite exciting.
i cant wait.
okay i better go do my other stuffs now.
goodbye blogger. i really really hate you.

Clarissa