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Run.

Currently In High School
Music Is My Life
Has Not A Very Good Impression Of Girls(don't ask me why)


Plead





Wishes

Play Guitar Like A Pro
CREDITS:ELLE
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
this nite is officially the worst night eva okay my mum and dad quarrel then my mum started yelling in the phone at my father and something tells me after my dad comes home it is not gonna be good so i'm heading to bed extra early todae so i will not ear anything from their quarrel life just gets harder and harder the more you grow i'm facing family problems communication problems and may other problems and a hard and sof side which i oni shows it to ppl close to me for the hard side of me i dun cry easily i endure the pain but for my soft side i cry lots and is easily hurt from the inside so if any of my classmates(you know who you are)dun say a word in skool as i do not like this things mention up in class or in the public and i posted tis bcos at home i dun really tell my personal things to anyone at all tad's why i have communication problem dun see me as a funny person in skool always joking around say jokes play pranks tad's not the real me but neva will i show my soft side unless someone can be really close to me (tad not possible cos i tend to be quiet around huge groups of ppl) okay not gonna say much so gtg

SAD AND NOT HAPPY