I had a long day today.
I woke up. Went to school. Left school. Came back home.
Played the computer. Watched some TV
and finally went to sleep...

Long day.

Tomorrow shouldn't be as hard.   It's saturday. No school
and nothing on TV to watch.  
I'll wake up at 10am. I'll take a shower. Brush my teeth.
Play some online games with my best friends whom I never
met. Eat lunch with my parents. Take out the dog for an
hour. Call a friend who never calls back. Go back to playing
that laggy online game with my best friends which I never
met. Die in the game and feel like shit wishing it was real.
Go out to the park in two in the morning with a gun in my
hand and kill the two of those fucking bitches who had been
yacking and yelling under my window all night long.  
Or at least that's what I'd like to do.



- The day after -

It's been a pretty short day.  
I woke up at 10am, took a shower, brushed my teeth, played
some online game with my best friends which I never met, ate
lunch with my parents, took out the dog for an hour, called
a friend who never calls back, went back to playing that
laggy online game with my best friends who I never met, died
in the game, felt like shit, went out to the park in two in
the morning with a gun in my hand and killed the three of
those fucking bitches who had been yacking and yelling under
my window all night long.  

That was funny.   I there were three.