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Today started off shitty... Math Class... *growls* I have the worst teacher... AGAIN!... I hate her. With an undying passion. I wish to gaulge out her eyes with the simplist of effort. Crush, every single bone slowly... and painfully while burning her with oil.

Ok I'll stop being so descriptive and violent... even though that is my sometimes unwanted nature... for it tends to fend off possible friends...
*sigh*

The day got slightly better in Music class... although my dreaded mentality tended to wander to darker sides as a few friends of mine, and myself, made conversation in the practice rooms... supposidly practicing for our music test.

Lunch was a bore... I was stuck with someone I partly dred now, and another who I enjoy being with, but was swamped with work. I was shrouded with taunting torment. A normal function of my twisted mentality. I had to go in for 'math help' since I was practically failing. That was absolutly horrid... I contiunously pictured my teacher impailed on a long pointy rock. The bloody gore was satifying... but only if it was real. *sigh*

Computer Science was extremely boring, since I had already completed the nessisary assignments for the week. The fire-alarm rang, which was a slight delight... that soaked up most of the time...

Then was Chemistry... boring class, even more boring teacher, but I'm with 3 of my dearest friends. Unfortunatly one was silent today, looked extremely deperessed. I felt bad for her, I don't like seeing her when shes upset. I myself drifted into a semi-concious state of a dark oblivion. I drew a picture of a wrist and hand on my periodic table... it had many cuts on the wrist... all of them bleeding. Beside it I drew a chaotic eye, that also had blood comming from it... although one would assume it was tears, since it was done in pencil...

The world is a bleak place to live, cluttered in darkness and swamped mentalities. Dreading another day like this, I do. Hopefully tomorrow will contain more insterest in life, rather then me being in a foul, sour mood. Wanting to decapitate my teacher is sadly a normal thought... amoungst others I despise.

I shall end this deperessing, twisted entry with a simple plea of pitty towards you, the reader. If you are still reading, you've now seen a level, if the many in my twisted mind. It is truely the depths of insanity... much like others. Emotions entwine themselves with unwanted thoughts.... causing ranting of death, and gore.

Goodbye, and we'll see when I write again.

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