Listen to the Beat

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.. Name ..katelyn
.. Age ..seventeen
.. School ..nisky

me&&brandon♥
me&&laura
me&&tina
me&&ash
amazing people =]
i miss health class
me&&temple
my hot boy♥
freaking AWESOME boys<33

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okay so i was doing really good all day and then this one person has to ruin it for me.

my god.

fuckin' a people.

i'm trying to have a fucking serious conversation with her and she doesn't even care and her mom is being a TOTAL bitch about it and someone else calls and she just leaves me hanging and then someone else calls and she says 'can i call you back' and then she never does and ughhhh.

can't i just have a good day for once?
or is that too much to fucking ask?
grrrrrr.

why do i always have to be the one getting pissed off?

why can't it be someone else?

i'm gonna go now.

bye.

Listen @ Thursday, June 22, 2006