dear _________; you, my dear, are nothing more than a postergirl for the fucking myspace kid trend. go fuck yourself. don't copy my pictures. don't copy all of my survey answers, it doesn't make any cooler, you idiot. don't act like you hate myspace-- you're on it all the fucking time. don't say you hate people begging for comments and then post 4 in a row asking for some. no, you're not scene. you're not emo. you're not punk. you're not preppy. you're not fckng retro. you're a fucking fake. end of story. today was so blah. i think i forgot to do a lot of homework. thinking of school makes me nauseous. i look like shit. prom is saturday and i do not want to go. prom is so fckng overrated. i'm sleepy. my stomach hurts. i need to pee. i'm in such a piece of shit mood that its not even funny. gag.