nothing
no; nothing.
Saturday, April 30, 2005
im sick of tis.. so sick.. arggghh.. i hav no mood.. no mood to do anything at all.. im here ta get it out.. ive done so much.. tis is wad i get back in return.. aint im rite? done shoo so much..
juz tink.. any in return? no!
-i had enuf-
nw i don even hav ta mood to go skl.. damn dat.. its better skipping skl.. stay at home.. ive got no real friens anyway.. don know why..
cant write.. cant run.. im not supposed ta sweat n make da cast wet.. cant play game.. wad m i to do?
all bcause of tis freakin finger.. its da knuckle dere wit da crack.. tats why need cast my wrist n all dat..
-goodbye to u-
HAdi; doesnt matter anymore: 7:19 PM