Thursday, August 11, 2005
im so fucked up wet.... just got back from white sands... i brought my mp3. i went to the libary and couldnt find a fucking sit. so i went to mac to have lunch b4 i go up again... i switched it on then it just fucking froze... i wanted to study! agh. im here trying to repair my ipod.
life is bad for me. when im going to study they say im gonna go for fights or going to meet some1.. wat the fuck? fuck u all. say wateva u want...
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PROFILE
faliq
.|.the.|.heart.|.broken.|.
.|.age.|.Sweet 16....
.|.d/o/b.|. remember remember.. the 1st of november...
.|.sign.|.scorpio
.|.autobiography.|.
.|.love.|.music, Drums, Snare, movies, nature, Blue, red, purple, white, black, Burple, shoes, friends, art, reading, Percussion, floorball, rock climbing.
.|.hate.|.dumbasses, jackasses, boundaries, being told what to do, people who brag about themselves constantly, mean people, cicadas -shudder-, Critising and those who pick on the weak....
.|.currently.|.
-talking to: nobody
-listening to: And then i turned seven. *
-watching: the world going by me....
-thinking:
abt life.
-wanting: the best
-iming: nobody
-surfing: the usuall.
-obsessing: music, percussion, cameras.
-wants: nothing.