I had load and loads of free time in Humanities.
So I wrote.
I wrote a poem about life (more or less)
And I wrote a poem about the lameness of the rules of the contest..
and.. I think I wrote something else only I don't remember.

Uh. Yeah.

Gowri says: "When Off the Wall has their sales, NO! That's it I hate you!"
No one is reading this.. but she is pissed I was writing about what she was saying right now.
She's ranting about killing me, my brother and the cat.
I better go before we all die.

Ow. Punches to the arm. If she weren't to weak I'd cry.

Bye all. Have a lovely evening.

"Write about me again, and I'll kill you! I don't want strangers to know my name!!"
HAH.