No. I am sorry but this won't be one of my renound 'deep' posts. (but one of those is needed) All I am referring to is how many different moods will hit me in the course of a day. I mean. Psychology mock < Dance class, or rather taking the piss out of my dance teacher with Ruby yet again...and I realised why she is so funny...year nine, at broadwater. Nuff said. *dance teacher accidently bumps into girl called Zara* Ruby: ''like a tractor running over a log'' OOOOOOOOHHHHHHH SHHHHHNNNAAPPPPPPPPP!!!
I belive that is all, oh wait Evan: ''how did your test go''. me: ''shit.'' * hysterical laughter*
HUGGS
Anarchy and Insanity xoxo
PS. I HURT. EVERYWHERE. and I do mean EVERYWHERE.
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