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04/19/2003 entry: "RRRRRRR"

This is me, pointing a gun to my head.

There will probably be no pictures. Bite me.

I am in a terrible mood today.

If I ever have to see anyone from high school with their (I'm assuming) significant other again, HEADS ARE GOING TO ROLL, PEOPLE. ROLLLLLL

In fact, heads might roll anyhow just because it sounds like a fucking brilliant idea.
Headline: Angry menstruating female with the worst luck ever massacres an entire county. Heads roll for miles. Details on pg 15.

ERRGH and of course, my other s/n isn't online anymore. Fucking hell, I get kicked off after one lousy day. I hate the internet.

I hate the internet so much, that I am getting off of it right now. I am going to go upstairs, sandwich my head between my two pillows, and see if I suffocate before Easter. I'll apologize in advance since I'm a goddamn pussy and couldn't really pull it off, no matter what I say. Ha.

Yeah, so whatever. Easter. Pff. Here I go to waste the rest of the day.