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afraid of fear.
So apparently, I'm not grounded, and I won't be unless a]] my teachers say really bad things about me [[very likely]] or b]] I get bad grades next marking period. SCORE!
Going to the From Autumn To Ashes show tonight with Bessie. Four opening bands dude. Oh my god this is going to be hell.
I was searching for some interesting jewelry to wear tonight a little while ago, and I came across both make-up and jewelry that I had forgotten I had. Double score.
I was talking to Catie earlier today, and she was telling me that Chloe` said something to her about the shirt I was wearing on Friday not matching my hair. 'Scuse me, but Chloe` is the one who thinks it's cool and hXc to do a Science fair presentation in black lipstick and a pair of nasty old converses with a skirt on. This is the same Chloe` was does not have an ounce of style in her body. This is Chloe` who looks like a fat racoon. This is Chloe` who has two stupid looking blonde chunks right in the middle of her head. My shirt doesn't match my hair, my ass! I don't fucking put on shirts so that they match my hair, you stupid whore. In conclusion, Chloe` is a moron. :-)
I need new clothes. Badly.
I might get a shirt tonight, but I don't really need just new shirts, I need new everything. I've been wearing the same short black skirt since second grade, I completely lack a long black skirt, my pant's are all falling apart, and I need some tops that aren't just teeshirts. My wardrobe is LAME! Or maybe I'm just not putting enough effort into it. Whatever, I need new clothes. And I have 60 bucks. Yay.
Must go now. Must make self pretty, it at all possible.
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