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WHEN U R READING THIS DONT STOP OR SOMETHING BAD WILL HAPPEN!{SORRYABOUT THIS} THIS GIRL'S NAME IS SUMMER SHE'S 15 YEARS OLD &hasBLONDE HAIR ,MANY SCARS no NOSE OR EARS.. SHE IS DEAD. IF U DONTCOPYTHIS JUST LIKE FROM THE RING, COPY N POST THIS ON 5 MORE SITES..... See MoreOR..SUMMER WILL APPEAR ONE DARK QUIET NIGHT WHE.........N UR NOT... ...See...
 Joseeee · Mon Jan 04, 2010 @ 10:49am · 0 Comments |
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Heres some news for ya!
I HAVE OFFICIALLY HAD A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN IN CLASS!!!!
Jeebus...
My bestest friend has the flu at the moment so I'm all alone...
In class my 'friends' went and sat with the very people who are making my life crap. I sat by the window as always and stared out...
Yep, it all hit me then.
My 6th grade AMEB piano exam in a week.
My friends all turning away from me.
And the fact that my grandpa has developed secondary cancers in all his bones and is very sick.
I started crying. WHOOPIE DOO!
Then I try and dry up my tears and ask for a copy of Hatchet, the book we're reading at the moment. I realise everyone can see me crying. So naturally, I cry even more. I hate such ironies.
So My teacher tells me to just leave to classroom and I get to miss the first two periods.
Then my 'friends' come rushing in and saying sorry for making me cry. So all is apparantly well.
THE NEXT DAY...
THe very person who hugged me yesterday is being a BIARTCH AGAIN. And my 'friends' go off with her.
I wish I'd left them when I had the chance sometimes...
stare stare stare
Joseeee · Fri Aug 10, 2007 @ 01:54pm · 0 Comments |
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OMg OmG oMG oMg Ogm Gom Mog Gmo Gomg Ogm! |
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OMG I GOT A PINK MAGICAL GIFTBOX!!!!!!!
I can't believe it!!
This might sound really sad but I'm ecstatic!
Now I can sell it and get monies for my Ancient katana!!!
WOOOOOOOO!
Joseeee · Wed May 23, 2007 @ 08:51am · 0 Comments |
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WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF:
1 I died tomorrow:
2 I said I liked you:
3 I kissed you:
4 I lived next door to you:
5 I started smoking:
6 I stole something:
7 I was hospitalized:
8 I ran away from home:
9 I got into a fight and you weren't there:
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT MY:
10 Personality:
WOULD YOU:
11 Be my friend?:
12 Keep a secret if I told you one?:
13 Hold my hand?:
14 Take a bullet for me?:
15 Keep in touch?:
16 Try and solve my problems?:
17 Love me?:
18 Date me?:
HAVE YOU EVER:
19 Lied to make me feel better?:
20 Wanted to kiss me?:
21 Wanted to kill me?:
22 Broke my heart?:
23 Kept something important from me?:
24 Thought I was unbearably annoying?:
HAVE I EVER:
25 Broke your heart?(just checking):
~*::And More::*~
26. Who are you?
27. Are we friends?
28. When and how did we met?
29. Describe me in one word.
30. What was your first impression?
31. Do you still think that way about me now?
32. What reminds you of me?
33. If you could give me anything what would it be?
34. How well do you know me?
35. When's the last time you saw me?
36. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
37. Are you gonna put this on your journal to see what I say about you?
Joseeee · Fri May 18, 2007 @ 11:55am · 0 Comments |
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I want to get into poetry, because I like creative writing.
They say a good poem can weave magic out of words, making them flow around the listener like music.
I am not a good poet xp so that doesn't apply to me.
Try and enjoy this piece of writing... ninja
Ghostly images
Rising, Waving,
A black curtain,
Splattered with red.
Quickly, she runs
Panting, Puffing,
Away from the house
Haunted by the dead.
A lonely figure
Crying, sobbing,
Over a gravestone
A saddening sight.
Then fear arises,
Calling, Tempting,
To leave her soul
In the land of the night
She lives alone
With no will to die
But a heart to be strong
And try and forgive.
It does not come
Despite desperate pleas.
The darkness takes over,
she has no will to live.
redface smile biggrin xd
Joseeee · Wed May 16, 2007 @ 07:56am · 1 Comments |
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Guess what?
I have broken my arm.
Fractured to be precise. My right humerus has been snapped and impacted, or so the doctor said.
Thats right. My right arm. Now I must become dextrous with my left hand... I can't write, typing is a pain in the a**, I can only use a spoon or fork when eating. My arm just hurts too much to move at all.
Oh, but there is more.
I can now no longer play in the State Age Netball team.
I can now no longer play the piano.
I can now no longer play the flute.
I can now no longer swim.
sad
And sleeping is a pain too.
xp
I'm trying to be optimistic, but sometimes it's a bit hard. One of my friends is being a jerk too, so thats another icky ungood.
Any advice would be appreciated heart 3nodding
Joseeee · Wed May 09, 2007 @ 11:23am · 0 Comments |
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Well...
First I would like to just say, I FREAKING HATE ASSIGNMENTS!!!!
They drive me insane. Seeing as I go to a Catholic School, religion is a huge part of the curriculum. What the hell? I know I am a catholic, but honestly, who cares about how our parish and school work together to make a better future? That was an assignment we had to do... and I had to be put on life support to prevent myself from dying of boredom. Fun. We have an assignment on EVERY TOPIC. Isn't that a bit much?
I still haven't found my sanity. I think it's hiding in the cupboard or something. sad
Onto music. Did you know that trying to play a long song filled with annoying semiquaver runs on the piano, in the morning when it is really cold is really hard? Now you do. Oh, and trying to play a chord on one end of the piano and then coming to the other end to play another semiquaver run. Thats hard too.
Guess what?
I CAN SING A HIGH G!!!!
This mightn't seem like a great achievement for some people but I'm happy. I'm not a very good soprano smile smile smile smile
Joseeee · Sun May 06, 2007 @ 06:13am · 0 Comments |
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Good Gawd! Protect my SANITEEE!!! |
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I wish I was an ignorant, cute 5-year-old again. Free from the world of harsh reality and back in my own world where my best friend was a fairy and where fairies, elves and princesses were my buddies. When I'd climb up a gum tree and make flower dolls out of the purple flowers that adorned a large bush nearby. When I'd dress up wooden stools and make them kings, queens, princes and princesses. When I played with barbie dolls and made cubby houses out of our bedsheets on a Sunday morning.
Oh how I long for those days.
But I'm not, so I have to face the fact that fairies don't exist (damn) and barbies or made of plastic. I have to face the fact that there are little people in this world who never got the chance to have their own carefree world. Who probably will never get an education or a chance to laugh and have fun. They're to caught up trying to survive.
Sometimes, I wish other people could have the chance to live properly. In fact, everytime I am unoccupied I wish for that. Damn it all...
Joseeee · Fri Apr 06, 2007 @ 03:23am · 0 Comments |
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