blogger's always giving me problems. asshole...
DAMN IT SHIT!
i hate cutting my hair.
everytime when i get myself a haircut, it'll always be ugly and not what i wanted.
FOGIN' BISH!
i really hope i can get out out fucking sucky Beatty Secondary as soon as possible.
if it wasn't for the school, i wouldn't have got myself ugly hair and all.
the school always want us to look smart and all, but what the fuck man!
how are we supposed to look smart if Mr Singh's going round the school, catching students with improper hair?
okay, it's fine if he gives us one chance to get a hair cut by today or don't know what...
but if he pulls us into the general office... OHMYGOD!
that's it man, he'll get you a pair of scisorrs and *snip snip*.
you'll step out of the general office looking like a retard.
never mind, i don't want to waste money cutting my hair again.
i'll just wait for it to get longer, THEN!!!
then... i'll cut.
hahaha.
OKAY!
END.
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