Wednesday, December 06, 2006
I FLEW. WHEE.
anything but the blatant proof...i just don't understand them at all. maybe they think that i'm deadpool, such that bones just heal by themselves in one month. oh freaking shit.
wow, so enlistment is on friday. big fucking deal if you took leave and what the fuck happens if i'm deffered. ah great fuck. you see, the army so important that i shouldn't be deferred because of my hand.
s'okay, my broken bone is jusy like that, the army more important. hell yeah, much more important. what? can't wait to get me to the army, such that no one needs to face my face and my attitude?
maybe i should just go for the freaking national service and break the bone completely because it didn't have time to fucking heal. then the joy. fuck shit.
to hell. to hell.
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