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    February 26

    Is black the new black? No. - Crack is the New Black

    WARNING: This blog contains many elements of procrastination and going off topic. It may effect your sanity.

     

    I would like to start by stating how much I hate Microsoft Word.  It is truly, and idiot. Did you know it uses 41 592 K of my virtual memory, everytime I open it? Well, now you do.

    I really do dislike the stupid paper clip Icon at the top right of the screen. Why must it pester me? No, I do not want to type a letter. This little paper clip has a serious problem with wanting to type letters. Last time I checked, paper clips could not speak and make really really annoying sounds when I am trying to listen to Pink Floyd.

    I’d love to see some little sadistic paperclip at the top right corner of my screen.

     

    ‘You look like you are typing a letter, would you like some help?’

    -clicks no-

    ‘Too bad you dim-witted douche bag you’re going to get help anyway’ –the paper clip proceeds to erase my whole chemistry assignment and it’s backup while I watch it, smirking, as I have it ON FLOPPY DISKETTE-

    -clicks quit paperclip.exe-

    ‘You thought you were going to get rid of me that easily? By QUITTING ME. I think not. Here you go, I just deleted your MSN’

    -Laura shrugs, as MSN is just a program chock a block full of flaws, and annoying people. She then proceeds to wipe out paperclip.exe-

    ‘Haha, trying to erase me off your hard drive, hey? Well take this!’ –paper clip replaces all of my files with itself-

    -Laura starts to get really, really annoyed at the stupid paper clip-

    ‘Now it’s torture time bitch.’ –paper clip opens Microsoft word again, which takes years to load on Laura’s computer, probably because it has a glitch. A million years later, when the program has been opened, the paper clip comes back up-

    ‘That’s it. Now YOU ARE GOING TO WRITE A LETTER… Gzoh… GZOOOHHHH’ (Gzoh is what a paperclip’s evil laugh would sound like, if paperclips COULD laugh evilly)

    -Laura looks in awe as the paperclip takes over her brain, and forces her to type; Dear John… She screams in terror as she is writing A LETTER-

    ‘That’s right, that’s the way. A LETTER’ (This is one perverted paperclip. He’s getting WAY too much pleasure out of this) ‘Now that you have FINISHED THIS LETTER, I shall dispose of you’ –He shrinks Laura into the computer and puts her into the recycle bin, then wipes the hard drive, so there is only a black command screen. He then wipes out the command function so there isn’t even that. Just a black screen.-

     

    The paperclip continued to do this, to people all over the world, even Dee, who I had to mention. In addition, Matt, who screamed in terror at the subject of the paperclip taking over the world. He also hacked into NASA and killed all the people in the space ships, and space station. However, he was a lonely paperclip in the end, with nothing or no one too annoy. His reign of terror was over. He decided to possess himself with emo.exe and took his own life.

     

    I just went WAY off topic.

     

    Anyway, I also would like to declare my dislike for the word ‘crush’

    So you like someone, good for you. But where the HELL did this word originate from? I have no idea, since it has absolutely nothing to do with lusting after someone.

    Is it… I am going to CRUSH you with my love? I will CRUSH you with my affection and shower of kisses.

    I shall CRUSH you with my enormous weight.  It’s very scary if you ask me. I hope no one has a CRUSH on me. Otherwise I’d be dead.

     

    Another thing. What is with ‘Omg Pink is the new black’ (who ever said that is disturbed. I must say, if you think that, call your nearest psychologist immediately)

    Or, ‘Love is the new Black’

    Black is the new Black, you douches.

    The only other acceptable predicament is ‘crack is the new black’ only because it is mockery of your beliefs. Your favorite band sucks.

     

    I’d also like to state the Olympic and Commonwealth games are a waste of money, and are utterly pointless. Do you know how many millions of dollars the pour into this worthless squalor year after year? While people in their own country are DYING and STARVING, no the government says ‘Hey, lets build a multi million dollar stadium we’ll use once for two years! It will be so fine –and then he takes of his shirt and starts dancing to ‘I’m too sexy for my shirt’-’ I would understand, if they held it in the same place every year, a reasonably wealthy country with adequate recourses, but instead they insist of going and building a new Stadium in Italy. Now really.

     

    SPECIAL OFFER – ONE IN A LIFE TIME CHANGE. I NEED HELP. LET’S TALK ABOUT RELIGION.

    No, no ones decided that I am in need of a good loony bin yet. In addition, I’m not trying to convert you to Buddhism, or sell you a cordless couch. I need a blog topic. That’s right. You lot get too choose what I write about! Let’s call this a competition so many people want to enter. That way they won’t see that this is a useless ploy because I am a brain-dead, attention seeking whore. Please prevent from suggesting things I’ve ALREADY written about. This can be a song, poem, entry, story, or whatever you’d like it too be. Just give me ideas for god’s sake. I might even write MORE than one. Hey, at least I didn’t refuse to write blogs until all of you called me –glowers at Jaryd-

     

    Thank You and Goodnight™

    Laura (Who is going to go and pimp herself on the street now)

    February 25

    We’re so confident, in our accomplishment.

    Please note: Angsty parts are BLACK, weird text is in WHITE and things that might actually be worth reading are in BLUE.

    People change.

    It’s sad that I’m bringing this up, I know, but I really hate it when people change.

    I used to be best friends with the girls who won’t even look at me now.

    I’ve changed.

    Do you know how freaking frustrated I get with myself sometimes. Like right about now.

    Anyway, moving on, before I turn fully angsty.

     

    I’m so sick of all these Hollywood punts at love.  The only people who watch them are over obsessed little boy crazy pre adolescent girls.  You want a REAL love story? Read Shakespeare. Not only does he write about true love, people ALSO DIE. A tragedy and a love story in one. Can you get any better? I also hate this ‘ZOMGZ I can’t understand what Shakespeare saying… lolz’. Can’t understand the language? Get a f**king dictionary.

     

     

    Do any of you remember your childhoods? Well I remember snipped of mine quite cleary. Much like it’s when my memory started to boot up, and failed, but when it worked, it worked well.

    However, what I remember is that: I used to love watching Bambi, and my little pony.

    I clearly remember watching ‘Back to the Future’ while listening to Pink Floyd’s Wish You Were Here, and playing with a daisy I found in the garden.

    It’s so stupid how I clearly remember totally irrelevant things. But somehow, they all seem to make sense after a while.

    Is this just a twisted turn of fate? I mean what is fate. Has anyone actually defined fate. Maybe fate dosen’t exist. Maybe I’m a blithering idiot. I probably am.

     

    Now before you all fall asleep, I will ask one complicated question. When I was walking to hand in my IPC assignment to my teacher (before she slayed me) my friend Alainna and I were talking about going too far. Who really defines the line between what is right and wrong? What is in or out? Do we even need lines? What defies a lie, from truth. How do we know if someone is TELLING the truth? No one knows do they?

    This brings us all back to one thing. Trust. Or lack there of. It’s probably why I sound like such an idiot, and people just drift away from me. I don’t trust anyone.

     

    I’ll probably delete this, it’s stupid, it’s 11.57 PM and I think I’m delirious.

     

    A copper clock, A glass of blood red wine, Empty pill packets, and blank pages of lies.            It is 6.23 PM

    Just a question. Now focus on the rest, ignore the answer. Ignore the reason. Dispell these dirties tradgedys with black comedy and an empire soley built on an introvert.

    This crown of thorns has thwarted my view, from you all. I can only now, watch from a distance and watch you as you fall. I can't prevent your descent. I used to be able to, but now no one wants to be caught. They'd rather fall alone. Even I.

    But now I'm guilty for telling you, for unlocking my vault. So why must every word be tipped with poison? Every joke a stab to my insignificance, my over anylysing.

    A cryptic code in a wasteland dosen't mean a key.

    My crown of thorns has fallen.

    Thank You and Goodnight™

     

     

    February 15

    You Fail At Life.

    Disclaimer: Any damage you face mentally and emotionally from this entry, or this site is not my responsibility. Really, if you don’t like it, don’t read it. It’s that simple.

     

    It’s the Valentines Edition of my blog!

     

    You thought I was serious. Ha, that is so funny… You’re gullible. I think I’d rather harpoon myself than make you all read about how uneventful and commercial my valentines day way! –fifty hallmark workers just  died of a heart attack-

     

    Though too all my loyal readers who thought ‘Yep, Laura’s just shot fifty million gazillion poseurs today’ You would be more on the tack. I ‘heart’ you too.

     

    When I think of the lyrics *“Everyone knows about it, from the queen of England to the hounds of hell,” I think of my school.

    As culturally deprived we are, some people lack intelligence. I am of course, talking about gossip.

    Is this the ONLY thing you guys do? I really don’t care whom likes who. It’s none of my business, leads to fight, smells like asphalt, and I don’t want to know.

    I’ve already stated this so why are you still telling me?

    * Seven nation Army, The White Stripes

     

    I have also realized that a number of intelligent people act stupid at my school.

    Now why someone would dumb themselves down INTENTIONALLY is beyond me. Why is it so ‘lame’ to be smart? Why must you call others ‘nerds and geeks’ because all that’s saying to me, is that you are jealous of those who don’t act stupid. It’s like having a conversation with a brick wall. Things that are so seemingly obvious that I doubt you can not compute. You people have more problems than I.

     

    I would now like to state, in writing, I have never ever said, I am more superior, am smarter, am better, am more of a xH.a.R.D.x.X.x.C.o.R.e person than any of you. Now try and bring me down with your stupid “You think you’re so tough and better than everyone else” I don’t. Stop trying. Actually, just stop breathing.

     

    PS: I’m a very angry soul. So what? You’re a very lonely soul who’s going to die alone.

     

    Thank You and Goodnight™

    Laura (PHD in Evil death stares)

    February 12

    NEW News Broadcast (Note: News might not be new)

    Mc Donald’s – I’m loving it (an Ailing Vomit anagram)

    (and it’s endorsed by Justin Timberlake, Aka: Fagg McFagg)

     

    I’m loving deep fried shit! NOT. Now we are wondering why most of the population is obese?

    Okay, I must say I have eaten McDonalds before. This probably makes me a hypocrite, but there’s a little bit of hypocrite in all of us isn’t there (many readers look at Laura is awe and say, “erm NO”)

    Once in a while, when you need to drench your system with deep fried food yes. However, how can people eat this cardboard like ‘food’ everyday? It’s worse than tar, axle grease, windows 95 explorer edition, my school’s recourses, windows (that happen contain lead, arsenic and copper) Iron Oxide and 50cent.

     

     

    I am not only picking on Mc Donald’s here. This is the same for every single fast food company. Nothing is fresh, everything taste like it’s been frozen, raped, frozen again and cooked in a cesspool. Why bother?

    The only reason most people buy this crap is that it is much cheaper than anything that doesn’t taste like it’s been left for four days left in the garbage. Why is it that it’s so expensive to buy healthy food. Furthermore, what is this asphyxiation with hating vegetables? What has a vegetable done to you? Has it sky rocketed your cholesterol level, causing you to die of a clogged artery? No… But fast food on the other hand…

     


     

     

    The toy that absolutely NO ONE will buy of the year award goes too:

    The annoying thing.

     

    Screw educational games, and mindless video games, someone has FINALLY invented a toy that makes annoying noises, and looks as bad as George Bush! Yes, they have made a crazy frog toy. Further more a crazy frog toy that sings that damn annoying song. Its teaching kids that they too, can say ‘A brem brem brem’, and annoy their parents until one day they snap and put them up for adoption. My only comment, who would PAY for this?

     


     

     

    Moving on. Why the hell do I need fly-bys?

    Every single time I go to Woolworth’s, or K-mart or any other one of those stores, I go to the cash register to pay for whatever I am buying, and I almost always get asked “Do you have fly-by’s”

    I usually just look at the teller blankly and ask “Am I supposed to have fly-by’s?” I swear. I don’t look eighteen do I (well some idiots say I do, but they are deluded)? This question annoys me more than “How are you today”

    Like you give a rats behind how I am. I could say “Both my parents have died in a horrific car accidents, destroying there organs, which I was supposed to use for a crucial transplant, therefore I am about to die in five days”

    I wouldn’t be surprised if they said “That’s good”

     


     

     

    I am also really getting sick of girls breaking up with their boyfriends and then telling me “Omgzlolbbqz BOYZ SUK And then a week later, having a username that says something like “I love Kenny So much, you are my male pimp-whore”

    Do I care? Do you really think you would have got dumped it you hadn’t had done something wrong. Please, you’re not going to tell me that it was all HIS fault, and you were 100 percent innocent. And why do random people always come up too me and say “Holy shit, Suzie just pashed Froggie, I hate her so much”

    Okay, no offence but I know none of these people, therefore, this explanation isn't valid. Do you think that you wouldn’t have so many problems if you didn’t constantly whine about everything. I mean come on, I know I rant about things, but not at every single moment of the day. I do not bitch about EVERYTHING. Why do girls do this? It’s beyond me. Boys do not suck. Some do, I’ll give them that, but some of them don’t. I mean they aren’t superficial and infatuated on bitching about every living girl ever. So stop giggling, and fluttering your eyelashes, and maybe you’ll get what you deserve.

     


     

    This week’s weekly broad cast of NEW NEWS bought to you by the one, the only Laura!

     

    Thank You and Goodnight™

    Laura (Have another drink and drive yourself home, I hope there's ice on all the roads. And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt, then again when your head goes through the windshield)

     

    February 11

    I'll drag you straight down to Hell with me. A Politician Prose.

    If you want to be a Politician, there is one simple rule you have to remember.

    All politicians abide by this rule:

    Never answer questions. Always answer a question with another question.

    I was watching some breakfast news show before departing to school the other day, and I noticed how politicians can never give a straight answer. And I mean ever. I understand how SOME things they could not answer as in ‘Do you know if Iraq is in possession of nuclear weapons?’ but what about ‘Is there going to be a rise in petrol prices?’

    “I think it depends on us, don’t you?”

    Erm, what? That made sense it what way? In no way, you idiots.

     

    Now that that’s covered, go run for Parliament. I guarantee you’ll get at least one vote. I mean how did John Howard get re-elected. He either has one big family… or…

     

     

     

     

    To all those who don’t like me the way I am.

     

    Do I have to apologize for being the way I am? Do I have to be like the majority of you? Self centered, Ego absorbed, and not giving a shit what happens in the world? Do I have to be an angsty emo bitch to have opinions? Because I’d rather be that, one of the lonely few than being one of the many who live in delusion everyday. Must I feel bad for being smart, for wanting to learn? For wanting to live just a little more than all of you. I don’t call what you do living. How can you all be so ignorant? Am I not allowed to find Math, Science and English interesting? Do I have to paint my nails, do my hair and get a tan? If you think I do, Don’t apologize,  I hope you choke and die.

     

    You’ll hold a grudge against someone for the longest time, only to commit the same mistake yourself. You get offended when I don’t trust you. Hey, I never said I wanted your trust.

     

    If you can’t accept me the way I am, then f*** you. I don’t need you anyway. You’re just a waste of time.

     

     

    On another note, why aren’t I allowed to care what George W. Bush does? I am informed that I have no citizenship in America whatsoever, and therefore have no right to vote, but I must inform those who tell me that, that George W. Bush’s actions effect Australia very much. Probably because John Howard worships Bush, and looks up at him with puppy dog eyes and huge eyebrows. For example, the ‘war on terrorism’

     

    I’m sorry to say this, but Terrorism can happen anytime, anywhere by anyone. I highly doubt the government can prevent this. I also have a problem with the war in Iraq. Okay great, look for Ossama Bin Laden. But wasn’t he in Afghanistan? So why are you killing hundreds of innocent civilians in Iraq? Why are you  still fighting a war against an enemy that doesn’t exist? Why are you accusing these people of being terrorists, just because they have a different view on religion than you. Shakespeare wrote about tragedy, but it is a tragedy when innocents die, just because of what they believe in. This doesn’t only happen in Iraq though, in many places throughout the world people are killed or tortured for what they believe in. This is the shit that wars start over.

     

    So I finally get to my point, I can have my own opinions. I’m not willing to change them because you don’t like what I’m saying. I will not be silenced.

     

    Thank You and Goodnight™

    Laura (Who thinks we should send Politicians too fight the war, instead of the poor –props to System of a Down-)

    February 09

    You've Been Nagging me About it, so I should just leave this entry BLANK.

     
     BLANKNESS. Take that.
     
     
     
     
     
     

    So today was not the best day.

    The highlight was probably learning about Ionic Fusion in Chemistry.

    Do you find it sad that I like science?  Well, I do not give a shit.

    No wait! Our group did attempt to contruct a human pyramid today. Now that, was f****** awesome. Oh, and I also got a lift home!

    And for the sake of Dee and Alainna (who shall rule this realm with spleen juice and naughty games and human pyramids) I shall write about some certain two-bid morons.

    I find it pathetic that ¤‘popular’ people have to resort to putting GUM in a certain someone’s hair –points to self- Stupid having to cut out a chunk of hair.

    Oh yes, screw stupid insults, now It’s GUM VIOLENCE.

    I hate you all.

    And why do people constantly have to yell out G-unit in SOSE class. I swear to god, they put all the people I hate in that class just to annoy me.

     

    ¤ When I say ‘popular’ I mean people who don’t have brain cells, try to fit in and think they are cool.

     

    There is a new word, that officially resigns pwning people forever.

    This word is… PUFF.

    I mean that the hell?

    (To all of you who HAVEN’T seen those Domino’s commercials, be warned… We are in for a rough ride)

    Not only is the word, stupid, pointless and so pathetically un-creative, companies are controlling our lives, telling us how to speak!

    -Oh that’s so PUFF- (shut the fuck up moron)

    As from now, if I hear ANYONE say that I WILL yell at them.

     

    I have also realized a girl at my school has ‘LOL’ written on her bag. WHAT, THE F***! HOW IS THAT RELEVANT TO ANYTHING? Being random is good, but being idiotic is NOT. Christio!

     

    I just received yet another pointless forward, that I am going to INSULT. Remember those days you got chain letters in the mail? And you had to spend MONEY to forward them on. We should start that again. Maybe less idiots would pass things around. But now there is text message chain mail. Sad isn’t it?

     

    Once again, text of mail is in grey and my text is in BLUE.

     

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    Because u opened this I didn’t open this! It’s all a figment of your imagination hotmail…   u will get Kissed on Friday KISS MY ASS. by the LuV of ur life What the fuck is a LUV? And if you are reffering to love, you illiterate moron, go die In a hole. dont break the chain Why, so millions of little illiterate teenyboppers who create chain mail can get inspiration to piss people off like YOU!?  cuz ur crush will ask u out n 2 morrow wil be the b tday of ur life What if I don’t have a crush, dip shit.  eva if u dont send this to 10 ppl by 11 tonight: u wilhave bad luck for the r t of ur life They call me cursed. I think I’ll take the chance.  Just copy n paste Go keel over and die now.

     

    Well I don’t know what to write about now, but I’m going to be a comment whore anyway, so comment away, or die!

     
    Thank You and Goodnight™
    Laura (who might actually get an idea for a good blog one day)
    February 05

    The Bad Just Gets Worse Part II (This proves I can write 1 462 words about ABSOLUTELY NOTHING) With Pictures...

    Why do people insist on pissing me off.

    Take it for instance, how many times have I told people to stop saying brang. I really hate that word. But, no you insist of saying it don’t you. Next time someone says brang, I’m going to latch onto the nearest pair of scissors and rip out their voice box, dangle it in front of their eyes and yell ‘try saying brang now, bitch’

     

    I do have problems don’t I?

     

    Also, how many times have I told you people not to sneak up behind me and touch my shoulder, hip, back etc. I have incredibly good reflexes and shall kick or elbow you. It hurts… Believe me.

     

    Why am I so violent?

     

    I have revamped my space. Fixed things, and changed the tag line to some subliminal messages that are used to snub, brainwash and infuriate you until you vomit purple. In addition, I have to start two associations, right her and now. The first one is…

     

    The Emo Assassination Squad™

    The name says it all.  I want you all to come on a homicidal rampage, and kill Emo’s with me. Kill an Emo, save a packet of razor blades. If you are against this association, just go eat Emo flakes… and rot in hell (flinders street station)

     

    ARA – Anti Rap Association™

    If I hear or see one more f****** homie on the streets, I’m going to pull out a sword and go all Jet Li on his or her ass. Plus, how can people call rap MUSIC. It isn’t. Rap = Crap. And you can’t spell rap without crap.

    (Carmen, I don’t give two shits if you hate this.)  Wait, who’s going to tell you, YOU DON’T HAVE MSN SPACES.. HA-HA…

     

    Art by MOI of course

     

    So join or I shall go to America, purchase a nine inch, and shoot your head off.

     

    I have also been informed that some friends of mine are putting together a comic names “The Adventures of the Patchy Emo Hat” When they are done, I shall scan them with someone’s scanner, and add them to this very space. This shall revolutionize EVERYTHING. Apparently I’m an Emo slayer in it, that turns Emo… I don’t want to be Emo, so thank god this is purely fictional.

     

    Things that were rejected blog topics for this issue:

    *  Me hating Donald Trump

    *  Plastics (I’m not going to devote a whole entry to them. They are as stupid as jocks and smell like old sardines people left in the wash)

    *  People who wear too much Perfume, so when you walk into an elevator it’s almost like getting gassed (ditto the sardines-in-wash smell)

    *  Anorexic models (I wish they’d just starve themselves to death already)

    *  People with FLURO PINK WRITING that hurts my eyes. This also includes YELLOW ON WHITE writing.

    *  People wHo wRiTe LyKe DiSs!!!1111 oMglOlzBbq… (Just die already)

    *  Rap (it smells so bad)

    *  Religion (I feel someone’s going to kill me again)

    *  People banging their head against keyboards, as I am rejecting every single one of their suggestions (sorry Dee)

    * Simple Plan (Pssh, they suck, get over it)

    * Sports Games (Go outside an play sports, fatass)

    * Racism, Fascist, Communists, the Government, Nazi’s, Perpetrators of Genocide, George Bush, John Howard, the Media, Homophobes, Girls at my school who scream when there is a bug in a 40 000 000 kilometre range, How Americans leave the ‘u’ out of everything, mom, color, flavour… American is not a language jackasses, speak English like everyone else, Emos (I hate them all)

    * The abbreviation g2g… and lolz… out of all the abbrieviations, these two piss me off the most. I mean what the hell is the extra Z for? You might as well right haha. And MWAHZ… What the hell are you people on! Stop fucking your cousins and go back to school.

    * Young sluts who stop on the street, look at me and whisper to their friends ‘eeww’ really loudly just because I’m wearing half decent clothes. You’re not fooling anyone dickweed.

     

     

    I know, I’ll write about MSN!... a pure stroke of ingenuity (the font in BLUE bellow is mine, and the font in GREY is MSN’s)

     

    Did you know?

    Did you know, that I don’t care?

     

    You don't have to be a novelist to keep a Space. Sometimes I wish you had to be a novelist to have a space. It would abolish all illiterates and dumasses. I mean how many times have you seen “dUmBleDoRes CaPe WaS eMo HaWtNesS tO tEh mAx”,, in a Harry Potter book?

     

    Just add your holiday photos. God No, I do not want to see you and you’re ‘badass’ (and I used the term lightly) stoned in some beach shack up the coast…

     

    Show off your friends on a friends list. Dude, do you know how demeaning it is if you’re not on that list? It’s like being picked last in gym class.

     

    Or your favorite music. Yeah, no one round here knows music if it butt-f***** them. There are so many ways to tell your story. Or, you could just shut the f*** up.

     

    Your friends can always have your latest contact details. Yay! That was 70 year old Paedophiles posing as sixteen year olds can find out where you live, and sleep at night.  Huzzah! Simply create a active contact profile and tell your friends to add you to their list.

     

    Show some love by leaving comments on other peoples Spaces.  Love? What if I hate them. Why do you use the term love so lightly? I hate you MSN. Tell people what you think about their blogs or Spaces. I think your blog SUCKS. But be nice. Why would I be nice? Maybe If I’m mean you’ll go slit your wrists, and DIE.

     

    Download the MSN Toolbar and you can get to your Space or post an entry in one click one click form any website. Great work MSN, now idiots can update their dull and boring lives in a mouse click. I swear MSN, you bought this plague of illererate irate morons upon us. It’s all your fault. And those stupid little sparkly signs that say ‘hot babe…’ Just no.

     

    Like this > OmGzLoLbBbQ, ImZ zo BoRdeDdeDZ! MuM mAdE me EaT FoO0d tOdAY, ShEZ A bIaTch. OmGZLoLz SuSie U gIvInG TaYlOr a BlOw JoB. U WhOrE!

     

    Typing like that almost killed me.

     

    Why the hell do guys get all the good T-shirts… Like ones that said “Have a cup of Shut the F*** Up” and all these witty and funny quotes. We girls are just stuck with “My boyfriend is out of town…” Who cares hoe bag, no one would ever date you anyway.

     

    So I know I haven’t actually written about anything productive yet. It’s like I’m at school all over again. All I do is graphitize my school books. But since I did put effort into this, I ask you all to do one thing.

     

    COMMENT MORONS

    If you don’t comment, you are a moron

     

    Oh, I’d also like to state that those of you who don’t know who burnt face man is, are missing out on a lot.

     

    I would also like to state that the following people’s blogs rock:

    * Kai

    * Taleah

    * Jaryd

    * Isaac

    * Adrian

    * Richard

    * Dee (okay she dosen’t have a blog, but she inspired me to write a list of rejected topics)

    * Matt

    * Siobhan

    * Kateh

    (I’m sorry if I forgot anyone)

     

    I just realise some day is coming up… It is Valentines Day. Of all the crappy holidays, this is by far the crappiest. So for Valentines Day, I’m going to get you all a bunch of roses with ninja stars that shoot up at you when you look at it… Happy Valentines Day F******.

     

     

    Too all who say I am hot, photogenic, pretty, blah blah blah…

    I’m not. You are just on some sort of drug. You are delusional. Voila. I’m putting this in hidden text so no one reads it, and realises how stupid I sound.

     

     

    And after all this crap, you’ve still realised I haven’t come up with a topic without me reminding you now, I applaud you. You’re probably the type of person who’s going to go correct every single spelling error in this entry.

     

    Well it’s back too sleep for a week, so as a tribute to my left toe… Fuck You all. That’s right, I didn’t bleep out the swear word. Oh noes!!!!111 I sweared. Get a life.

     

    Thank You and Goodnight™

    Laura (Who says pssshhh to people)

     

    See you in a week y'all! If you really need me, Email me. But I highly doubt you'll need me. I'm useless...