Thursday, June 16, 2005

#32 Mad at YOU.

Gee. I'm so mad at _____.

If only I could just put my hands around your neck and strangle you to death. Gee, blowing your brains out would be so much better. But then again, I can't relish the sight of you dying slowly. Maybe I'll stab you in the chest and watch you bleed to death.

Sheesh.

Thanks for being such a jerk. Thanks for making me feel so miserable for the past 45 days. Damn you. Bloody b*stard.

Ok, I'm moody and extremely pissed. Pardon me ya?

I really, desperately need a punching bag. Or maybe some more chocolates. I'm so going to get fat.

Gah. Punching bag's better. I can train at the same time. Lol.

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