Dear Dairy,
Sorry, I wasn't writing nything since long... there was nothing to write much about (oh! what happened to my sheer luck... bo hoo hoo:( )... Sam is busy with his life (wow! nice way to put that he is being screwed up in office by that BA, slurty manager... nice way Sauz... u r a TRUE friend)... I sited another created this weekend... another one of the same species as Rose marry... but then ... as my luck is on the BS stint... she was accompanied by a some stupid looking, BS guy... WTF... why can't I have smthing... smthing that i solely own.. (not even underwear??? Sauz.. thats bad.. I'll tell Sam not to use them man!! at least thats a bit of privacy u deserve)... what else... yeah we've got another BS, stinky, AH added to our group as my 'new room partner'.. and somehow.. i don't know why... but i just hate the face of this guy... big AH... i tell you (and what are you! George Bush... WTF.. that does mean the same.. ha ha ha)... I just can't stand the sight of him... idiot.. so i thought i puke out all i had in me in front of u Diary... (saale u r puking it in front of everyone... by tomorrow even the stray dogs will know how do you 'feel' about him)... so i have to adjust with this stinky, piece of shit.... tough i am being a bit modest... (worried Suaz, he might read it huh!)
So, I'll shut up now... i am frustrated to hell ( as if nobody knows that ha ha ha..... expect it Sauz... u r the undisputed king of the F.O.S.L.A. tough Sam is catching up real fast)... good nite diary... put on some fragrance... otherwise Buno will not let you...
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