NOT a prep!!

My fishie just died. I'm sooooo sad... now I don't really want to eat anything either, because someone didn't fish her out of her tank and she's floating on the surface which is really very nausea inducing, so I don't want to eat anything even though I'm really hungry.
Today, I think we have a lesson. (Last week, the teacher ditched at the last minute, as I told you) Then, i have to go and give Karina a lesson, which is ok, I guess, but I hate having to stay at work for five hours due to Kitty's ballet class. Oh well, but at least I won't have to practice.
I should be doing math right now. Or at least something, but I don't want to. I know that's not very good time-management skills, but I can't help it. Or, yes, I frickin can help it! What am I, five years old? Even TiTi must be smarter and better at schoolwork and self management than I am! Sure, she's a bitch, but presumably, she has friends. I mean, if she goes around holding hands with one of them.... so, basically, she's a gay bitch with disgusting hair and ugly clothes. Lovely.
I really, really, really hope that she doesn't come to Jade's party with us. Jade invited, like, all her friends, including Bi Boy and Robotica, so I'm guessing TiTi The Sweetie is coming too. Although Jade said she's trying to persuade Miss Electronical Girl not to bring her, which I really hope she doesn't, since I relish neither the thought of being called a loser, or getting into a catfight when I do my sweet/sarcastic act and go "TiiiiTiiiiiiii! It's so nice to seeee you! How you beeeeen! *hug* Let's go buy something!!!!!" Personally, I think that would be rather funny, especially as Jade said she hates that. I should make sure to wear a short pink skirt and makeup. And heels. And perfume. And pigtails. And my purse. Then, I can out-girly her! Hyah! *chop* Although, that won't be much of a challenge, as she looks rather like a boy. I mean, pleassssssse!! There's nothing wrong with being an A-cup, most of my friends are A-cups, but do you really have to wear loose hideous emo-granny clothes to accentuate the fact? Seriously. What a terrible dresser right there.
Maybe TiTi is jealous of my beauty, wit, cuteness, and charm. Maybe she wishes that she had the courage to wear pink, curly pigtails, ribbons, jewelry, cute clips, makeup, and lace. Maybe she wishes that she, too, owned a one-of-a-kind sparkly pink Tinkerbell purse. (My old best friend gave it to me before she went evil and began to hate me, and no one has anything like it!!!! Hyahhhh!) Maybe she too, wishes she was possessed of a lovely singing voice and manners so perfect she makes everyone love her! (Not that I mean to brag!) But, nay, probably not. She probably hates me for what I am, rather than for what she is not. (Nyaaah, I like the sound of that!) She probably wishes all actual girls were lying dead in a volcanic crater somewhere. She calls me a prep. Kitty (and co) calls me a ditz. I just call me a girly-girl. Nothin wrong with that! (Oh, and by the way, even if I am very klutzy and stupid, and cheerful, that doesn't make me a ditz! Does it?) (And preps are usually smart, so I'm not that girl either.) Why do people classify themselves? Shouldn't you just say, like, "Hi! I'm (name) and I'm a person!" Besides the obvious, I mean. Not that people introduse themselves by their stereotypes either. But you know what I mean. I honestly don't see what's wrong with being a prep. (Although I'm not really sure what a prep is...) I'll look it up on Urban Dictionary and get back to ya. Hang onnie on!
"ditz, bitch, slut, slef centerred concieded, world revolves around them... shop expensive clothes and go to Victoria's secret to buy bras they don't even need because they are fuckin size a. Also spen way to much on makeup like Bobbi Brown when they can look just as skanky with Mabelline." (complete with actual spelling errors) Also, I skipped some. Apparentyl, they also go to many parties. That describes me not at all! TiTi you idiot! You can't even identify right! And I am NOT a ditz! Seriously!!!!! Although, maybe I am self centerred and concieded. I guess I am. Bluhhhhh I hate meself. But at least I'm not a prep!

xoxoxo~♥~