Well this week has been a bitch.

 

It all started on sunday when I played tennis in Quirindi (oh yeah my team and I won the match booyah) and this guy in my team who is like 70 had a winge about how my mother and i had the team set up, u see he thinks he's better than everyone else (bullshit), even though we won, he still said to one of the other guys "if she's (referring to our team captain who had wrecked her back) out next time we play i'm setting the team up myself because i wasn't impressed." I myself was at the brink of putting my raquet through his bald head. Well i guess that was pretty pointless part of this blog but meh if u don't like it go fuck yourself.

Monday and tuesday have been the only days this week that nothing bad has happened. As for Wednesday, all was well at the start of the day until a few of my friends decided to put false things on the internet about me most of it didn't really bother me but there was one specific thing that they put on there (which i am not going to disclose) that really pissed me off cos it is all lies and slander. Anyway the matter was resolved, so now there is nothing on the net about me so it would be a waste of time trying to find it. Wednesday got worse because i had to work (and don't say why don't u quit because i need the money).

Now Thursday topped it off for me, as i was about to leave for a hopefully good day at school it turned into a very bad day within a matter seconds, i was putting my bag into "the red rocket" (that's the name of my car) i noticed scratch marks on the rear door and realised that some fuck stick had keyed my car, i was fucking pissed off as i imagine anyone would be if their car had been keyed. I mean wat cunt goes out and scratches off paint with their keys; FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If i ever catch the piece of shit who did this, they will beg for death before i am finished with them. As the day progessed it slowly went back to normal, until lunch time, well it started off pretty good with a pie and large milk, after i had those however a couple of my "friends" decided they would hide my school bag while i was being surpressed by one Michael Mclean, as i struggled to break free of Mclean's grasp we started to head for a metal railing, at that point Mclean was leaning a little too much on me and my legs suddenly gave way and i fell, my head hit both the metal bars of the railing as well as the ground and i had a bit of trouble getting back up and ever since lunchtime i have been concussed, thanks alot Mclean ya cock head.

End Communication.