stupid mom. meddling. nurse says i have 2 get off the computer now damn.

This is Philipa's mom

Hi I just thought I'd tell all of you that Philipa's almost out of the hospital she had a bit of oxygen deprivation I can't imagine why, I just thought all of her little friends might be worrying have a nice day now.

Today

Today is also my birthday. My thirteenth. And goodness knows, it sucks.

Today mum told me I am a fire-witch. Today I told mum to get it into her thick head that April is not December, as much as I am not her. We both locked ourselves in our respective rooms. I think she's crying. At least I know how to make better use of my time: MONKEY SNOWFIGHT!... but for some reason I don't feel like playing, don't feel like thinking or feeling... What's really worrying is that I don't feel like breathing.

OMG

Oh gods. Its December? DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN ~ DAMN. Now I have to work on Christmas gifts, and Hanukka gifts, and then mum's birthday - I'll give her a toad, the nasty witch making me write this, and damn it, I don't care if she's reading it.

Meh. Mom made me post on this. I thought my ruse of playing Miniclips had fooled her. Nosy old biddy looking at my link list. Like its any of her buisness that I like the game Monkey Snowfight! To punish the snow... its cold. I don't like cold. I like fire. Especially putting my hands in fire. They never get burnt. Its weird. Now go away.

Damn.

I can't belive I have to do this! Probably broadcasting all over, too-- I bet Mom really didn't make it a private log like she said she would. Hah! Well, I'll show her. I'm not writing in this. Nope!

Okay, maybe just a little bit. But only stuff that would annoy her. And Dad. So-- Random it is! Monkey butts, they are! W00p!