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 Weird *** Freaks

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PostSubject: Weird *** Freaks   Mon Sep 13, 2010 5:20 am

Weird *** Freaks
Date: March 26th, 2009

Dear diary
Ok I am seriously pissed off. I finally get to sleep around twelve and the host mother comes into my room. At four in the morning to get me to help her cook cookies, for her Bible study group at five-forty....I told her to **** off. She would not give in. So there I was in the kitchen half dead cooking cookies. I got my revenge, when she left the room to get a recipe for her super great amazing juice... I hawk a major loogie and spat it into the cookie mix and mixed it in good. I knew I would be forced into attending this stupid meeting. So I sat there and I was lucky enough to reap the benefits of my hard work. The cookies was a success. I just sat there with a knowing grin on my face. After I left the host mother told me, I should feel lucky to be able to join her Bible study club.

I've never belonged to a club. I mean, I get them, I just don't want to be in them. Like book clubs: "Hey, check out how smart we are — we can read!" Shut up already. And bicycle clubs: what's that about? One guy in a bad outfit, you're a tool. Four guys in the same goofy shirt, and suddenly you're the shit? Give me a break.

So it's around mid-day now and I am in the park with my guitar just hanging out. I like it here, it's quiet and the quiet is my friend. The park is strangely empty.... I wonder why?. Anyway I'm going to work on my music for a little while. I may add an entry about my afternoon if these people get anymore ****ed up in the head.

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