fucker.lineup.time

oh shit, the poh-lice called. i gotta go do a lineup tomorry. shit! i hope i can recognise the fucker what smacked me around on thursday, i want to see him get what he deserves for assaulting me. god damnit!

i'm really nervous. i was so shell-shocked that he had hit me i - it was all adrenaline. besides, i know how unreliable witnesses are. god i hope i recognise the bastard. i agreed to testify in court if i can recognist him. i'm so damn nervous, i hate pop quizzes!

this is gonna be torture all night. shit.