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SCHOOL IS STARTING TOMORROW.

I cannot express myself more eloquently on how much I am dreading tomorrow but by muttering “msadfdfmmss!” and others that seem to be from an alien language. God, incomprehensible is such a hard word to spell.

I have decided to take this year a bit more seriously. I do not want getting 69’s on my report cards anymore. C’s make me cringe to be honest. There was this one time where I thought getting 70’s in your report card was the ultimate punishment or something. Apparently, half-way around the world, here in Vancouver, it isn’t quite the same. Culture shock, maybe.

Last night, my parents thought I was asleep and while I continued screaming from my room that I wasn’t, but they didn’t quite hear me. Of course, I made a wrong move by going out my room to get myself some water since my mother just started nagging me for not greeting her when she came back. It’s all my fault of course, but I specifically don’t like getting nagged at more than twice on the freaking same topic! My mother even went in my bedroom (I was trying to get some shut eye, thank you very much) to go look if I was still asleep. She said something to my dad, I think it went along the lines of “Oh, she finally went to sleep. I was going to talk to her.”

Of course, me being paranoid, died a little on the inside. Why, oh why do my parents think nagging at me more than once is a good thing to do? Not only do they waste their time, but I seriously just don’t listen to them when they do. I have images of hot men or cute bunnies (or cute men in bunny suits? XD) running around my head whenever they nag.

Think happy thoughts, as quoted from Johnny Bravo.

Something is bothering me about my layout too. Hm.

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So I’ve been messing around with Virb lately, adding people who added me first, and you know, the whole thing. I just find the fact that random people are adding you. I guess this is why I didn’t like MySpace. But whatever, I use Virb to find new bands and new songs, so all’s cool.

And… I should be updating my fanlistings soon. Work. Why must we have work? Why? Because seriously, the only thing I like about work is being able to buy frappuccinos.  And I guess a laptop, clothes and all that. But mostly for the frappuccinos.

Yeah. Damn, I wish I could get some right now, but it’s 11:55 in the evening. Guess I’ll have to wait till tomorrow.

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My navgiation moved.

IT MOVED.

Holy fuck, move back D:

</resumes glaring at her CSS stylesheet>

Don’t you just hate it when your layout becomes wonky just because you forgot to delete a comma or whatever from a certain area? I guess it does force you to fix you stylesheet…but…. but… it’s just so annoying *headdesks*