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    Sunday, September 14, 2008

    School's out in 9days!

    I'm feeling veryy agitated at the moment, so agitated that i must blog it off or else i might shoot someone. Gosh why are some people so unreadable that it irritates the hell out of you. Stop mocking my mind because theres only so much that i can handle before it explodes.

    [writing 20min later]

    Much better now. Less agitated, pulses returning to normal. Ive decided that I don't care if I can't read some people because I'm going to return the favour and put a wall up too.

    [writing about something unrelated to my anger issues]

    I got my haircut today. It's basically the same style as before except shorter because it was getting too long and unruly. This is the first time EVER that i've gotten my hair cut at a hairdresser's with my mum. The service you get when you're with an older/more mature person is amazing. It's all discrimination, I say. I swear they treat you with so much more respect and they charge you less for the cut too!
    The worst hairdressing place i've ever been to was this cheap place in hurstville, the one in the corner outside near sushi train. I'm going to defame that place with this because they've got a really bad attitude towards young people like myself. I went there on a total of 3 times, each time thinking that I was just unlucky the previous time, but how wrong i was.
    There's 3 hairdressing places in Hurstville that i like very much, the one in the shopping centre called 'Stylz' i think, one just outside westfield next to the place that fixes computers, and the one opposite 'foon lok'..pronunciation wise..
    Okay, i gave very vague descriptions and directions..


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    I'm going to miss highschool and everyone!

    Edit: [writing 5min later]
    I'm back to feeling very agitated. I'm a yoyo-ing bag of feelings = bipolar. Okay, i'm just going to try to pretend to not care and get on with my life.

    [writing 5min later]

    All better now, talking to my friends about random things makes me laugh and forget about my psychotic issues.

    I think this just proves how unstable my mind is and my urgent need of some psychoanalysis.

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