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Last Broadcast Of The Day Was
August 24, 2004
8/24/2004 08:10:00 PM
i so hate myself for allowing myself to leave nyjc and go to this shit of a temashit polyshitnic. fucking hell. i really miss the 3 months of my life in that school where only the uniform looks lyke shit (yeah, its brown).
being sick wif this sickening shit called food poisoning, i had a fever on saturday, a shitting stomach on sunday, and whole shitloads of fart cos there is nothing left to shit after all the fasting. i juz cant eat. this went on to tuesday (today) morning.
den i went back to the tutorial in the afternoon. fucking hell. this is fucking shit. yes. go count the number of times i used the word shit. and maybe the world fucking. i went towards my group mates in the oral presentation project thingy. there are 4 of us. only 2 were there. i was the third. another was absent. then one of my fucking shit of a group mate went towards my most hated person in class (and vice versa). "how do you spell bastard? b-a-s-t-a-r-d!" fucking hell. lyke who doesnt noe how to spell that. assholes. and she was supposed to be my "fwen". fucking shit. bitch. slut. if you are reading this and know this is you, go fuck one of your fucking american marines. i bet your tiny cunt will split, bleed, and scar.
and i guess they were not pissed wif the other member or something. i hate this shit.
full of anger, full of resentment, the feeling of betrayal.
all this... brings
reminiscence.
yes. it gave me that impulse to leave that shit of a place. the shit of a people. i so wanted to run home in some marathon (yes i may die running... wadeva) or get back to nyjc. as a freely born human i shouldnt be fucked this way. argh.
