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Post by ``arista tempest on Feb 12, 2009 22:33:01 GMT -5
I'll be honest; I hate it here. Why they decided to move here I don't know but it is winding me up. So far all I've encountered in this wretched place is a bunch of tourists and a group of life size barbie dolls.
They're everywhere I swear. It makes me want to hurl. Models and daddy's girls. They need to grow up. I hope all of them get disinherited or plagued with acne for the rest of their life. Stupid bimbo's. It's hard to believe they are at the top of the soial food chain when half of them aren't even bright enough to spell 'top'.
Anyways, I need to get out of here. I plan on pestering the parents. Maybe if I can get them on side then I can sort stuff out. They could stay here and I could go back home. I'm 17. I can just go back to college. Slot in nicely. Actually, I'll go get started now.
Ina bizzle.
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