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|Current music:||"Winter" by Tori Amos|
BAHARGHGUMBUG! Yep, that's my word. I use it a lot. All I need to do is figure out how to say it. My gosh. Last night was crazy. I was really done, for god knows what reason, so I decided to write. I wrote like five poem things. I was coping them into a notebook, because they were all on loose leaf, then my mom came in a read them. I was kinda like, ugh, you don't want to do that. And she didn't even ask to read them. She looked down, and must have caught a few words, then she just took them! I was like whoa! I was a little upset that she just took them, but oh well. She said they were really good, but I think she was thinking what they meant. They were all kinda depressing, but yet they had hope. I told her I had written them a while ago. Man, I want to get out so bad! I think I am going to be stuck in the house all day though. Until today. I might be going out. I don't, nor do I care, where. Well, my head hurts. So I'm gonna jet. Toodles!