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Friday, May 7, 2010 9:19 AM

Today was weird.
Well, it's yesterday actually. It's 12:20 here now.

Haha well, we did NOTHING. At all. Nothing.
Science class...? Computer. Which means facebook and games.
English...? Move books from one place to another. Do a practice test. Which was practically like "correct the wrong word in the sentence" thing.
Sose...? Computer for researching the industrial revolution. Which i already learnt.
Art.. ? Draw. Duh.

Haha. And today was the day everyone was just saying my name over and over and over.
Cause one of the guys have a super duper long sirname that no one can pronounce. It's like... 5 syllables or something. So he kept going "Sheryl chew! Sheryl Chew!"

And stuff. And we were drawing stuff on our hands. So i wrote mine on my friend's hand. And drew Melody's picture or 2 people sharing. And one person rolling.
Cause that makes Sheryl. (Share..Roll)
Hahaha. Yeah. Well, our other friend saw her hand and kept saying "Share...roll!"
Gosh. Yeah. Sucks to be me.

it's only blood from broken hearts that writes the words to every song

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PROFILE
Sheryl

My name is SHERYL! Duh.

I like netball, volleyball, tennis and other games.

I reckon I've got some good friends.

I played netball since I was 9-ish.

I'm a left-hander.

I HATE traitors.

I would tell you when my birthday is, but what's the fun in that.

Animals are my life.

♥I am
- me
- a netballer
- a Christian
- definately not perfect
- a person who doesn't care much about a lot of things.

I say...
"That Mr Bean is an alien. How is he not?"
"People who don't like what I'm writing can stick something up their ass and press Alt F4. Because what I blog here is my business.
"Dinosaurs rock"
"MY LIFE IS AVERAGE is awesome. Whoohoo!"
"The simpsons are clearly asians."
my desires
without reason

To have trustworthy friends.
A awesome life. But that's not happening anytime soon.
A brain, maybe?
Maybe some humour too? Nah.

I want to....
Not get hurt so often!
Have a life.
Have trustworthy and good friends.

rubbish
I was a troubled teen who put adverts in a magazine to the annoyance of my imaginary lover.

♥ Netballers!!
Claudia Chris Esther Gail Jean Jeanne Nerine Sze Li

♥Ordinary Friends
BeverTheLeigh GraceTheCheah GraceTheKan LauraSoLame MarissaTheFum NatTheTan SarahTheDahlberg 3M!

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