Im going to faint.

One, I have no readers which totally sucks.
Maybe it'll pick up in high school. XD lol
if you guys wanna follow this loser-ish blog, comment.
COMMENT ON THE SIDE YOU FRICKING RETARDS.
Srry, I had a momentary lapse of judgement.
Its like 11 and im losing it.
I'm tired. I just read 2 books containing rape as the center theme and I'm trying to disappate my blackheads while writing december.

You want another preview?
Sure.

Comment you freaks who have no life at all!

Srry, that was just my tire-

I MEAN WHO THE FUCK READS THIS BLOG?

If any of the teachers are reading this blog, I am so screwed.
XD
Shit.


Um, yeah.
Thanks to Kat, Im starting to bold every name.
THANK YOU KAT WHO PROBABLY DOESNT EVEN READ MY BLOG EVEN THO I READ URS AND SPAM YOU WITH COMMENTS. XD

and thanks to Eliza and Matt, Mr. Baron found out about my blog.
i acted all drunkity and hateful and I put on an act.
Fake tears are awesome. Especially when aimed at people who have no lives.
Matt you are one of those people.
You have no intention of reading this blog so im just going to blab.
You suck.
You hate me.
I hate you too.
I used to like you for some reason.
I dont anymore.
You cant go more than two sentences without sounding like you're on death row or parroting someone's words. Matt, I will never, ever, ever like you again in anyway. Even if you were the last guy on earth, I would not date you. EVER. YOU ARE SO IMPERVIOUS, ITS LIKE YOUR BRAIN HAS A BRICK WALL SURROUNDING IT. I dont know why I liked you in the first place. Never. Ever. Despite the weird twist of fate, I will never like you. Europe meant nothing and it never will because you are an ignorant idiot with no concern about people's feelings, unless it is a maiden's tears and that is how I guilted you into letting me into your group. GUILTED YOU. YOU REGRET IT AS MUCH AS I DO. You are no different from last year. You abandon people and laugh at them when theyre crying. You should be immune to my crying. I mean youve seen me cry like a gazillion times. Airport. Train. Airport again. Bus. Hotel. Churches. Chapels. Beaches. Museums. Eiffel Tower. On Eliza's shoulder. Even with Rayne trying to cheer me up. You did nothing you heartless idiot. You left me for dead. More than twice. We made a pact and you broke it. London, Paris, FRICKIN AMSTERDAM. You avoided me at all costs. My birthday, you made me cry. THEY PHOTOGRAPHED ME CRYING. MY FACE. CRYING. I know, its on the fricking memorial dvd they gave us. Look up the picture. I'm guessing after you go to high school you will be normal. Go ahead and hit on Renee, its not like I really keep in contact with her. And all this time I thought you would be some kind of friend to me. Go play with E and frolic with her. You guys suck. I dont like you. And in my memory I never have. I'm going to delete you from all the fricking pictures and photoshop your face off. What you say; what you always say; what you dont say. THIS IS THE FINAL NAIL IN THE COFFIN BEFORE I DUMP THESE HORRID MEMORIES INTO THE SEA. YOU WILL NEVER, EVER, EVER HEAR ME RECALL WHAT THAT TIME WAS LIKE BECAUSE 2 WEEKS IS NOT A LOT TO FORGET. AND I CAN FORGET. EVERYTHING IS LOCKED UP OR DESTROYED. I'M GOING TO GET A BOYFRIEND AND FORGET WHAT NEVER HAPPENED. BUT YOU WILL REMEMBER MY NAME. IT WILL BE SINGED INTO YOUR MEMORY BECAUSE I DELICATELY TOOK STEPS TO SINGE MY NAME INTO YOUR MEMORY. You mean nothing to me now ECK! THIS IS MY FINAL GOODBYE.

GOODBYE.


That was the second longest hate rant I have ever written against any guy I have ever know. The first was in 5th grade. I might have just freaked out for no reason, but if I have to take something out on someone its that guy, whats his name. I've forgotten already.
Heh.
-huff-

if he ever reads this, I'm going to be screwed, but he probably wouldnt get it.


Which reminds me, I never properly told him.
>.< oh crap.
oh well. This is my blog, the one that no one reads.
Almost 150 posts.
-sigh-
Going to pull an allnighter with melon and squishi.
Ciao.

-Juliet