and the days feel like years

Tuesday, June 14, 2005*

im sick of my parents nagging.
im sick of my parents being so overprotective.
im sick of my parents asking so many questions.
im sick of having to ask my parents for permission for things that no longer need permission.
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im sick of the things u do.
im sick of u n ur excuses.
im sick of u n ur lies.
im sick of u trying to protect me from the truth. (sometimes saying the truth to the person's face is the best)
im sick of u hiding things from me.
im sick of u n ur shit.
im sick of tolerating ur shit.
im sick of u making me feel this way.
im sick of feeling this way.
im sick of u thinking that u're the only person in my life n that what i put as my msn nick is always abt u.
im sick of u asking abt what my nick is abt. (u say im invading ur privacy if put something there abt u, but if u keep checking my nick n keep saying it, isnt that invading my privacy? aft all, it's my nick. not urs. n ppl dun ask what my nick is abt. even if they do i say it's nothing. so shut the fuck up abt my nick)
im sick, basically, of u. n i give up trying to feel better over u.
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im sick of sch.
im sick of going to class.
im sick of doing homework.
im sick of waking up in the morning to go to sch.
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im sick of life. it sucks.

as u can see im pretty sick.

doctor doctor won't u pls prescribe me something, a day in the life of someone else, cuz im a hazard to myself. don't let me get me, im my own worst enemy. pink-don't let me get me.

no more poo template. it wasnt that nice aft all.

off to study. haven't started but im feeling tired. sigh. bye~

~12:42 pm