i,
for once,
am fucking SICK of ahlians,
wait,
and thats not all,
i,
am also fucked-up pissed with their typing.

'euii muke miie smiile, sO iie lOve euii'

what the shits??
you want to type 'lian-ish',
please learn your english,
and at the fucking least,
learn how to spell 'make'
not 'muke'
which is actually true...

it means 'make' + 'puke'
which is what i'm currently caught up in.

and for another,
i am so sick of jogging.
cuz,
when i jog,
i think,
when i think,
i try to stop it,
and when i try to stop it,
i make myself perpetually busy,
and when that happens,
i start getting tired,
which makes me start binging.

you get me?!?!

shite, i'm getting hysterical..
and anyways,
great musical,
i had time to finally get some sleep.

you think i'm done ranting?
far from it.

now,
i hate my clarinet.
now,
when i say that,
i mean i hate band,
which also,
at the same time means,
i hate getting tortured.

now, now,
how did i get into this pile of holy japan poo?
piece of SHIT.
(whacks pillow on self)

i wonder if i can just call in sick,
then pon band..
good-fucking-idea.

i'm doing it on thursday,
then can go for dance prac.
i sooo look forward to it..
NOT.

WHY,
you may ask.
i just dont.

especially double b is there(bitchbitch)
of you may say fitch(fucking bitch)

and another thing,
i hate the physically-repulsive man
lots.
so much.
why?
cuz he is physically repulsive, thats why.
why else huh?
he makes me SICK.

which is linked to another rant,
i hate digestives.
whenever i even so much as LOOK at it,
i will end up stuffing myself,
then ending up with dipping it in coffee.
i should stop here.