| Title: | [PRIVATE ENTRY] |
| Date: | 2007-11-04 @ 22:31 |
| Security: | public |
| Music: | Mozart coming from Trowa's room |
| Mood: | enraged |
I hate that British shithead and I never should have agreed to host the party at our place. Trowa knows I hate parties and they could have had it in Delphi. No one had to fucking drink after all.
He's annoying when he's gotten laid recently.
Milliardo's an asshole for putting me in this position and if he'd get his fucking head out of his fucking ass maybe he'd say something.
I could kill Trowa for inviting them both and I never thought I'd say this, but I could kill Dorothy for not coming.
I could kill that fucking zombie guy with all the hands. He's lucky all I did was kick him out.
Maybe Heero's right. I think I will look into that class. I'll just have to tell Ma that I need that night off for school.
Everyone else can fuck off and die.