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Monday, January 25, 2010 // 10:36 PM

Bad times, I think I kind of flunked the E math quiz just now. I can't be bothered to do A math homework. Gonna do tomorrow morning. I don't know how I'll do it. I'll just do it. I have four more questions, not that many. But, there's only 5 questions for homework, I do not intend to do 80% of the homework. That's a lot. I'm tired of school already. Somehow, or at least for today. Cried once, made a lot of people worried, sorry people. I just couldn't hold it. I keep spending my time thinking of how to survive tomorrow. It's just how sanity grabs hold of insanity within you. The drive of insanity is obviously winning.

Things aren't getting better, and damn it. My gastric pains are back. There's something really wrong with me. I ate something wrong just now and itched all the way since lunch time till I got home and ate my medicine. I'm falling ill, and I'm happy about it. I need a break from all these shits happening every single day. How shitty they are, don't ask me. It's just pure shitty. I'm gonna die tomorrow, I can sense it. Don't ask me anything else. Nobody in the world cares anymore, I might as well die off. Nope, I'm already dead.

Desiree, I know things are going hard for you. But do remember, no matter what happens, Shannon, Danielle and me will be with you. Yes, recently we've got all our hearts broken and are in the midst of healing, and getting back on our feet. You're still important to us. You're still one of us. We can always sing Ego and Forever Is Over together. We all know study is never a reason, it's an excuse. And if a guy can't be true to himself, he's not worth our love at all. You're a strong girl, don't hurt yourself because of a pathetic jerk. Don't be as stupid as me. You still have us. If you need something to make you laugh. Go watch Forever Is Over MV. Remember us. Just remember the most important sentence, Forever is over, and my heart's not gonna break. Our hearts' aren't gonna break because of those pathetic people. Stay strong, girl. We need one another. We love you, much more than he does.