Leaping Kangaroos

Wednesday, August 5, 2009 @ 6:37 PM

A, B and C could go up on pointe yesterday in Y class. Except me. 'Cause I'm fat, that's why. Too heavy until my legs can't stand the weight. Or maybe my muscle not really strong? Hmm, I don't know. C was absent yesterday, so there's just A, B and me. Blimey. They kept scolding me for not doing it right, like they're famous YD. I like to eat, so how am I suppose to lose weight? == Plus, X is not like a really professional academy. T just wants us to get a P for exams. People are getting D here and there, and we're still fooling around, singing "We Will Rock You"? WTH!!!

Stupid legs. Can't stand my fat body. Pity. One more year till exam. Speaking of exams, next Monday is my piano practical exam. Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm still crapping here. Okay, I gotta go practise the piano. Wish me luck!

GCK, you're getting on my last nerve. Thank God yesterday you were having your period, so that proves you're a GIRL, sissy boy. So stop acting macho man and go with the flow, feminine woman. By the way, call your sweet lil' 'boyfriend' to keep his hands to himself and don't mess with our masterpiece. No itchy fingers, suckers, or y'all will PAY. If you gays would love to mess with us, BRING IT ON. (And pur-lease! Spell Co Ra's name right. It's not "CoW Ra", kids. Go back to kindergarten.)

Oh, by the way, girls in my class are practically fake (maybe including me, but whatever). I don't care if you're pissed off with my comment, girls of 2B, 'cause that's the truth. Actresses. Back-stabbers. Copy-cats.

Sluts.

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