I always have to say that whenever I mention wanting a boyfriend. Cause there are many weirdos hanging out out there in the world, all reading his blog with bated breath and drool coming out of their respective mouths, all waiting to kidnap me. But, if you did, I'm sure an adorable cute guy with orange hair would come to rescue me! (Yes, I was watching Bleach) Really. Or at the very least, the police.
Sorry, I don't go nowhere without my cell phone. Muwahahaha.
Oh, and on the off chance that you do catch me without it, I keep lipstick in my purse for the express purpose of writing on car windshields if I get kidnapped. Although, it is awesome lipstick that changes color to always look good on me. Hey, no one said I can't use it while I'm waiting to put it to it's intended purpose! I mean, it would be a total waste if I didn't wear the stuff. Also, I'm a second degree black belt. No, I'm not lying. Before I finally got to quit bi-kwon-do, I managed to get a second degree black belt despite completely sucking at the noble art of beating people up. What was I supposed to do, enjoy it? Whenever I had to spar people, I would totally get smashed rather than hit them. Shoot, there goes the ninja career. Dang it.
Right now nobody's home except for me, Sungmin, and the babyshitters. No, I am not exaggerating! The people come to our house for the express purpose of using our master bedroom! *ehem*. How do I know this? Because I walked in on them one time. I didn't mean to! It's not like I was curious! (ok, I was...) but anyways, I needed something from the room, so I walked in, since we usually keep the door closed anyway so I didn't know anyone was in there. So I walk in, and see this lump under the covers, moving around and saying such things as "Oooooooohhhhh! Billlllllll!" and "You GOT it Hannah! AAAAAAHHHH!" It was quite disgusting. I ran out as fast as I could and didn't stop until I got to the bathroom where I locked myself in and almost turned my guts inside out. And you wonder why I don't want to get married....
So, anyways, they are as usual rolling around on the rug in the front room doing something closer to number ten than nine, which is to say, they're stealing home. For those dumb idiots who still don't get it, THEY'RE ABOUT TO DO IT RIGHT NOW!! It's so gross! I should stop them! But, actually, no, I don't want to, as it may leave emotional scars that will be with me my whole life long. I'll just let Mom and Dad find them as they walk in the front door. Muwahaha...
I already did everything I need to do, that is to say, math, practicing, shower, laundry, and dishes, so maybe I should start dinner before everyone gets back. What should I make? I'll call Mom to see if she has any ideas or if she wants to cook. I want curry... although we just had it, like, two days ago. Fault me not. I love curry.
I just painted my nails bright juicy cherry red. It's so hawt! Especially since they're really short, so I look like Christina Aguilera in Keeps Gettin Better, minus the bleach blond hair and black hoodie, of course. Very hawt.
Oh yeah! Barrack Obama just got elected! I mean inaugrated. Whatever. I'm so very happy it was him who won, because I think he's the one who can fix the country. Hey, I may be only fourteen, but I can have ploitical opinions as well as people twice my age! (and in Alex Jones's case, my opinions are better. Unless it's good to firmly believe that the governement is putting anti growth hormone in our milk and water to stop guy's dicks from getting too big. What this would accomplish, I'm not exactly sure, other than making doing it less fun for the aforesaid male population, which may be a good thing.)
I lurrrved my outfit today. It was short shorts that I made myself out of horrible frumpie cut offs that I made out of horrible frumpie jeans, a maroon/eggplant strapless top, a dark purple bracelet, a dark purple ribbon wrapped around my ankle, and a purple bow in my hair, which I left loose (it was still curly from Sunday). I looked so sweet I could hardly believe it!
I'mma call Mom to see if I should cook dinner or not.
Bye bye!
xoxoxo~♥~
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