Man, god, far out, fuck, hate.

hihi,
omg, sooooo braindead. dammit. And why the hell is my internet sooo slooow? well as i'd normally type up some stuff in Word and then stick it onto here, i've decided to try frontpage today. well actually i was gonna do sum IT but i can't be stuffed. partially coz my internets so slow it'd take at least 10 minutes to open a single picture. oo yay, what fun. omg, this week i've been in such a bad mood. lol, PMS to the max. goddam. but who can blame me? god, i've alreay had like a whole "essay-like" post earlier this week outlining a couple of my troubles. arg.

Dyu know what? well the swear words have just been rolling outta my mouth like full on. Weird. And i swore in front of my parents and i kinda didn't realise until after. Well, they swear so they can't tell me off or anything. god, i found out today something i could have done without. well, we'll just keep this between you and me..well, some girl at school, well some of you people out there might find this completely normal and won't have a problem with it. well i find it..different. Well anyway, some girl was telling the world about how she thinks someone may have filmed her with two guys, but she wouldn't know coz she was too drunk or high. And i hear she's had her clit pierced. ugh. go ahead, i have nothing against it, just don't come running to me if you get infected. gross.

man, i'm meant to be writing about S15 200SXs, but instead i'm writing my post waiting for my "new post" page to open. god, can it be any slower? and dyu know why it's so slow?!! COZ MY BROTHER'S BEEN DOWNLOADING VIDEOCLIPS!! i mean, just borrowing them from the internet..he'll err give them back...later. ahem, moving on. ggggod. fuck. <- man that's wot i mean. i didn't mean to type that, it just came out. omg, i'm in such a bad mood. not bad, just not in a good mood. ugh, don't tell me i'm going back into THAT place. noooo. oh well, see yall at the otha side.. well let's get into the whole atmosphere:

I hate it when my internet doesn't work. i hate it when i'm cold. I hate it when i can't sleep. I hate homework that i can't do. I hate history. i hate photosynthesis and respiration, whateva that is. I hate dusk. I hate living in whoop whoop. i hate milkbars. i hate skanks. I hate it when things don't work. i hate fractions. I hate it when my bro kicks me off the computer, especially when the internet's fast. i hate it when my mum tells me off for stupid little things. I hate it when people fight. I hate it when i can't do something. I hate bad hair days. I hate my brick of a phone. I hate it when i'm ignored. i hate being braindead. I hate being boring. i hate stupid people with knives who try to rob milkbars. I hate that title bar/\. I hate it when it's windy. i hate pop music. I hate girl TV. I hate people who hate what i like. I hate it when i do something nice and no one notices, but when someone does the same thing and makes a big deal of it, everyone notices. I hate it when people stare at me. I hate my room. I hate spiders. i hate moths. i hate huge moths that i mistake for small birds. I hate writer's block, or at least amateur-writer's block. i hate not having an appetite. I hate it when i don't understand. I hate it when i like a song for it's music and the lyrics are really bad. I hate it when people swear unnecessarily. I hate it when i'm lame. I hate it when i get signed out of MSN. I hate stupid rules. I hate it when it's raining; IT'S SPRING, GODAMMIT!! I hate blank pages. I hate it when my cousin's being annoying. I hate RE. I hate it when i'm hungry. I hate pastel pink. I hate pastel colours. I hate headaches. I hate boring convos on MSN. i hate it when i don't get a joke. I hate being sick. I hate saying something funny, but the other person doesn't get it so you repeat it and it's not as funny. I hate glasses. I hate cramps. I hate vomitting. I hate I hate not being able to word my ideas. I hate 30 -50 minute car drives;anymore, you can do stuff, any less isn't too bad. I hate assemblies. I hate being bored. I hate it when no one comments. I hate songs that aren't in english. I hate wiggas. i hate people who think they're hardcore, but theyre just not. i hate most of the clothes on the catwalk. I hate being the convo stopper. I hate it when ppl t0rK Lyke DiS Nd deY NeVa Sht0p. I hate kanji. I hate freaky people on MSN. I hate it when people think they're so good and try and help you even though you're fully capable by yourself. I hate it when people criticise what I do, the music i listen to or how i look. I hate this layout. I hate aniseed. i hate it when people don't get something i say and then when they do, it's not funny anymore. I hate it that my eyes are screwed up; I'm nearly half blind. I hate it that i'm hungry. I hate it when i can't remember something. I hate that feeling when you know you've forgotten something. I hate it that i can't think of anymore hates. i hate saying hate, coz hate is such a harsh word that i'll probably change my mind about half of these and contradict myself 10 times over. god.

Man, god, far out, fuck, hate. such over used words that've probably appeared at least 10 times in this one post. fuck. i hate these fucken words, man. god. <- ugh just to prove my point. i'm not in a bad mood. i'm not angry. actually i am, but not for any valid reason. Maybe coz my arse is sore coz i keep sliding off this stupid chair. god, there goes my mum again. ' it's like 11 something. don't you think it's time to got to sleep, or are you just gonna sit there til tomorrow *in a majorly sarcastic voice*" ugh. fuck off. and if you don't comment, i don't care. i've given up on trying to force you people to comment. i don't care anymore. I don't care coz obviously none of you care. ugh, leaving now
Kimo.