Tuesday, March 29 - real me My dad had a brain scan today...i failed my maths exam... barely passed my business... maybe school isn't for me. "Got some math to do?... Come on, Math, Math, Math" Thats what my father just said... walking past, unaware of what i was writing at the time... interesting... From the other room i just heard my mother say "He's an absolute prick" Talking about somebody on the news with a young woman on his arm... i'm 95% sure she said prick... not completely positive tho... I make up stories in my head when im trying to go to sleep.. and when i play spider solitare... these stories always involve me of course... things that could possibly happen to me... is it fairly sane that about half of them actually involve me being shot or hit by a car or stabbed or injured in some way? they can't really involve me dying coz then they'd be really short... oh and the other half are mainly about me being a rock star or something similar... they're alternate realities... well i suppose they all are |
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