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I AM SO PISSED OFF.........................

I AM DEPRESSED AND IN TEARS AND HARDLY ANYONE CARES.
DOM KICKED ME OUT OF CLASS FOR BEING "INDIVIDUAL".
SOMEONE MADE MY SANDWICHES WITH BROWN BREAD.
I HAVE NO MONEY FOR MORE LUNCH.
HATTIE KICKED ME IN THE SHIN AND IT KILLS.

I'm also v. worried about someone I will call "Sophie".

Sophie's Song
They say, Sophie, have you had a good day,
I say, yes I have, all days are good.
I've tried so hard, I've done my best,
All by myself, I'm so impressed,
But the moment I get into bed,
Bad thoughts go through my head.
I know what's wrong, I know what it is.

(chorus)
I can't sleep without you, you are what I need,
You make me who I am, on you I want to feed.
You've caused me so much trouble, I don't know what to do,
I hate you but I still can't sleep without you.

They say, Sophie, have you had a good night,
I say, yes I have, but it's a lie.
I know that I must keep this hidden,
Anyone else knowing is forbidden,
I must get you out of my way,
I'm gonna sleep all day.
I know what's wrong, I know what it is.

(repeat chorus)

Why did I have to start all this,
My ignorance before was bliss,
I thought I could forget it all,
And fight against your beckon call.
But death's my second greatest fear,
It makes my motivation disappear,
I put myself through so much strife.
I want to lose my body,
But I don't want to lose my life.

You say, Sophie, I've got you now,
I say, yes you have, but I'll be fine.
Tomorrow I will be alright,
I'll make the day, try for the night.

(repeat chorus)

Can't sleep without you,
I can't live without you.


Oh yes. I went to see Sum 41 last night. That was BRILL. I met Pooka and Morti there, yay. :) I didn't get back to Fourwinds until past 2am, but it was well worth it.

My Sunday was also good - I spent 3-4 hours in Bath, sitting at a table, drinking Coke and having a dirty chat with Kelly and Chris. I didn't think that Kelly could be so dodgy or that Chris could be so lovely. He's an arse in a group, but being with him alone (or with one other person) is fine. He's a real sweetie. :)

Oh yes, one more thing - he may be the greatest minibus driver in the world, but this is just a tribute. To Oliver James Lock (aka. Ollie, Bol or curly-haired cunt), who ran off to France last Friday. Farleigh just won't be the same without him.

That's about it, really.

b.k. x

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