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July 21st, 2005

01:35 pm - you cant actually get addicted to E
wowww what a long ime it has been since i last updated.i keep coming on then realising i cant be arsed to type mainly because im usually angry/depressed whn i come on, and i go to type something dramatic which will make everyone think ie.natalie has died unfortunatley.hope u all get over it. then i realise thats totally daft!it reminds me of in kevin and perry when kevins daydreaming about his funeral and his parents are crying and theres all women there and he goes from his coffin "ha, im dead now.ha!" hehe!i think everyone has those thoughts now and then ;-) or i hope...eep.
none of us have seen eachother in such a long time i hope your all good and having a nice holidayy! itd be nice if we could get together soon... thats the idea of why i was inviting u all zu meine geburtstag outing but im not sure anyone will have the money or the willpower to stand through a drum n bass set... ITS OLD SCHOOL THO! but yessss anyways rant rant ive been doing so much since i last updated that i cant even remember what it is iv actually done.i got back frOM SEEING MY DAD (oops caps) today that was funnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. anyways..i seem to be writing really poetic sorta shit here!so im just gonner explain that while i was away i kept this silly "rehab diary" to write about how i was finding having no drugs or friends there..not to be depressing, just to see how desperate i really am to be constantly sloshed and just so i could laugh at how silly i actually am ;-) most of its just lijke blah blah blah got evacuated blah blah.. yes thats right we got evacuated from bham airport..bombscare i thought! there were huge alarms and everyone was going AHHHHHHH! and pushing their suitcases out..of course u can imaine all these thousands trying to squish through the tiny exit door.it was crazy.and police ging "MOVE BACK!EVERYONE MOOOOVE BACK!" and there was my nan stood there with her little trolley and a fag in her mouth..everyone tutting around us as they got a whiff of the smoke!hehe!anywayyyys i went to a houseparty while in guernsey...and got VERY drunk...and this is what i wrote when i got back (just before i puked and passed out) :

"REHAB 3/TECHNICALLY 4"

i would be thinking fucking hell! you cant remember fuck all! i tried to remember everything! i thought, as it all happened;right remember this i'll write it in rehab like this..but i forgot. i was determined dad gave me a sprite but VODKA i reckon now, i hear voices not sure if im imagining it-im fukt! all this happens b4 i say it.slang works better! im imagining voices! IM FUKT! voices are everywhere!
i thought, i hope they put aftershave on me! like the others, because we're all screwed up in the end..theres no hope.
my nan pulled.little did *sneeze* she know thati ...(here theres a picture of a bald man with no arms wearing shorts, it says next to it "australian shorts were "too" short)
she hadnt danced like that in years. i wish i was pilled up with jay.this rehab is unsuccessful jackie said i was her daughter FUKT UP!
it made me remember i <3 my mom and i AM NOT hers. notice dad told noone he had any daughters.
i told nan this upset me but she had some mind left.i am here! he told noone.my life is fukt.im an everyone stalker workin out! (or something that looks like that) here she comes! FUCK UP! i wish he'd told someone i existed.it was funny.nan had fun. "Bruce" or "Kiwi" threw me her bag she complimented his legs, and i kept thinking remember this! didnt update yesterday cus i wasnt this fukt! if i had a pill now!a spliff would make me calm im uncontrollable. drunks are untrustworthy..drugs are same sumtimes DONT WORRY BOUT ME!G'DAY!BED! diet.. FUCK knows? hope i remember everything else.

ohhhhhhhhhhh dear, you see what i put up with!?lol, there were seriously no hard feelings that night everyone was just totally drunk, no hard feelings were meant by anything i wrote about with dad n jackie. it was soooo funny though my nan pulled a new zealand'er who called himself "kiwi" you should have seen them waltzing round the kitchen! theyre such cool people over there, they all go to guernsey alone from round the world and fukt up parties like that are their only way of meeting people.
ok i just read his through and am about to delete it but u know what frigg it im putting this on, ill delete it if it annoys me or any of you.ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

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