Wednesday, April 1, 2009

confessions of a self-proclaimed overbese person

Yay! Yesterday I got to stay home alone with the babyshitters! Of course, as usual, they were giving the ol' bed some action, so I could be free to sing as much as I wanted. it was totally fun!
The only problem was everyone was exceedingly pissed at me the whole day. I really have no idea why! At one point, Dad even threw a box of earplugs on the floor and screamed, "PICK THEM UP!!!" at me. Lovely person, no? As soon as he left, I said out loud, "Have a nice day..." in a very sarcastic voice. Unfortunately, then the babyshitters heard me and came into the room asking if something was wrong. Ick. I have bad luck. But oh well.
Erk. SUNMGIN YOU DISGUSTING MISOGYNISTIC MONKEY ZIT!!!! HOW DARE YOU ACT SO DARN SUPERIOR YOU LITTLE MARTIAN? DARN IT!!!! Anyway. I was listening to some music, so he roared, "TURNITOFF!" I didn't, so he rorared, even loudser, "I SAID< TURN IT OFF!!!!!!" Ew, what a total prit. (A prit is a prat mixed with a brat mixed with a shi- nope, I'm not going to cuss!)
Ugh, Dad just came in while I was blasting Decode really loudly. Lovely.
Yesterday I had to mow Halmoni's lawn, so I put on a short little shirt-dress thingy, tights, and knee high boots, and started mowing. Then, get this! A whole bunch of creepy creeps drove, walked, and rode by, all to look at me! One car, or actually truck, full of gentleman, drove by at least four times, hooting, staring, laughing, and etc. Then a creepy old geezer down the street drove by verrrrrry slowly, presumably to get his daily fix of bootyliciousness, the pedophile. Gross.
Unfortunately, for me, I have CKC-Muzak today. The good thing is that Roman isn't coming, but the bad thing is I have to go. Oh, but the other good thing is that a REAL RAPPER is coming! He's one of my mom's students. (???) but he really is famous and everything. His name's R-Mean. I SO can't wait to meet him! Maybe he'll introduce me to Blind, his producer! My! I wonder what I better wear... A real rapper! I get to meet a real rapper! The website said he's as good as Eminem or Kanye West! Oh goodness! This is sooooooo exciting! *clasped hands* (Actually, I guess I can't really clasp my hands while I'm typing, but whatever.)
I just joined this site called dietbug.com. Hopefully, it will help me lose weight! I dunno, though. Well, it probably will. I want to lose ten pounds. I'm 108 right now (or I was last week) so I think 100 is good. Or wait, that's 8 pounds, isn't it. *blond expression* at any rate, it's probably healthier to be stick-skinny. Unfortunately, I love food. Why do I have to love food so much? It's not fair? We live a society of judgemental bitches and bastards! They are censoring the freedom of the people by forcing us to conform to the "normalness" of the evils of anorexia! It's not fair! They should be punished severely!
Oh, seriously, Kitty, why the heck are YOU here? Just go away!
I'm serious, she's sitting there, trying to read this, eating a sandwich as grossly as possible. She has really horrible manners.
I want to join Youtube for some reason. Oh well. Maybe not.
I don't want to go to Ckc today. it's g'nuh suck! For some reason, the two girls who are my age hate me. They probably look down on me because I like pink. Honestly, what's with the stereotype against girly-girls? We're people after all too! People always think we're not as smart. Ugh. Oh, I need to go do my nails. Yestersay I picked off half the polish. Kay! Byebye!
xoxo~♥~

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