Set yourself on fire, bitch.
Thursday, 04/04/02 - 6:34 pm.

The general enviroment: people stressed because of next week's period exams, that'll define the rest of our life in Senior High and even our graduation. Everybody rushes to their homes after dismissal, because math is expected to be the final rape for many of us.

Meanwhile, somewhere in The Matrix, Rebeca, our hateful travesty skeleton's biggest worry is that our spiritual retirement is in two weeks and she doesn't have good PJs to wear at night, when she goes to sleep. Therefore, she's going to buy new PJs, just for that night, because, quoting her: I wore this one last year, and it sooo can't be seen twice.

I'm fairly certain....words simply fail me.

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