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Yeah! It's my birthday today. I can finally say I am 17 years old.
There is this malkiat guy that keeps on texting me. Eh. I'll edit later. Mom is being a total b***h right now. Sometimes I just wish I was never born because of her.

Edit: OK! Now to get back to explaining my day. I think I am trying to lose my feet. I mean, I've slammed them everwhere today. Also, I've ended up with a bandaid on the heel of each foot! One got some skin ripped off of it and the other got some gourged out of it via a door and some metal. Anyways, back to the Indian guy. He is a guy from India and has the wrong number. I know it because it is my number he is useing. He keeps talking about a chick named Jamie and I have told him, "No one here has that name. You have a wrong number." One would think they would apologize and stop texting it, but no. He gives me a bad attitude. Told me how he felt sorry for me for being american. Called me insecure even. He had-has- terrible grammar. If only we could strangle people over the phone. This guy needs it. If he ever tries to call my phone again, he had tried about four times, but I was always asleep, I'll tell him this exactly, "Jamie is mine, b***h. Stop trying to contact her because she does not want you." And just hang up on him. Maybe that will get him.