YES! The internet is FINALLY back on!!
I'm so happy!
...Even though right now I'm very pissed at my dad for driving off to my lesson without me. He decided that I was taking too long getting dressed, so he and Kitty hopped in the car and drove away. Seriously! That jerkface must think he's above it all. All I'm saying is he better come back, or else it won't be my fault when someone has to practice late today!
He has become increasingly more disagreeable as the days roll on. Last night when he was supposed to make and serve up the soup, he made me do it (in a very ungracious manner, too!) Although he did make it. But still. I was so pissed I put leftover miso soup and lemon juice in his, and I served him in a bread pan. He ate it too. He said, and I quote, "It tastes a little sour..." Ugh, I don't know what to do with this family...
Zac, at supper, was blabbering on and on about his college level classes at Crafton Hills, and when he finally shut up to take a bit of his soup, Kitty said something about how happy she was that the internet was on. "Yeah!" I agreed enthusiastically, happy that the conversation was finally centered around something that everyone other than Zac could relate to. "I really missed talking to-" "All your swains?" teased Mom. "Oh yeah! I love them like no other!" I said mockingly. "I have absolutely NO interest in what you're saying!" snapped Zac, and proceeded to talk again about his college applications. And lawyers. And torte reform. And then I excused myself and left, as did Kitty, Dad, and Sungmin. Poor Zac, it must be tough having no social skills. Then, that same night, when we were hanging up the laundry that I washed but forgot about and left in the washing machine, Kitty was saying something about apologizing. "Oh yeah, but you know it's too late to apologize!" I said sarcastically. "I don't approve of that song," said Zac in a horribly frightful mood. "Well, really!" said Kitty, loudly, hands on her hips. "SHhhhhh" said Mom, not wishing to disturb the neighbors. "In fact, I think that song is really morally decrepit and should never have been written!" continued Zac.
Ugh, Dad The Conquerer has returned.
Gotta go.
Bye!
xoxoxoxo~♥~
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
it seems they allowed me a last wish before my execution
...So I'm blogging.
Actually, my real last wish would be not to go, but failing that...
Ugh. I have the horrible retreat today. It will surely sucketh a dicketh.
I think I'm going to listen to Evanescence turned up as loud as possible...
Ok... My Immortal. It's such a sad song, but, well, I hate to sound insensitive and all, but I'm glad she wrote it cause it's sooooo fun to sing to (and I'm pret' near good at it, if I do say so myself!)
These wounds won't seem to heal.... this pain is just too real... there's just so much that time can not erase...
Ok, it stopped, so I'm listening to Bring Me To Life now. It's such a depressing music video, though! Well... *noble sigh*
I suppose that is my lot.
What will I bring to the retreat? Should I bring a machete and wave it around, thus convincing everyone I'm a tortured and disturbed problem child who needs Love, Affection, and Tender Care? Or should I bring nothing at all and pretend to be broke? Then when anyone asks, I can say, with a noble look in my tear filled eyes, "I am sorry, but this retreat hath cost all of the extra gold pieces our family crest hath in extra and therefore I have none to spare on trivial frivolities for myself..." then, everyone will look away, ashamed at their great wealth. Nyahaha.
I'm now watching Lucky Star. It's so random! It's hilarioso! I have the same hairband as Tsukasa. In fact, I'm wearing it now!
I look like a little bunny. I'm so kawaii....
No, I am merely hiding my pain at having to go to the retreat today. I think I'll be emo and walk around in miko robes. Then I'll shoot arrows at any guy I happen to see. I'll stick them to a tree. Ya. I think that's a vair, vair good idea.
At any rate, since we're driving up, I can bring a suitcase! Yay desu! I can bring as much stuff as I want to! I think I'll bring two suitcases and a backpack. And my purse. And my makeup bag. Oh, and of course my violin and a sleeping bag. And then a cell phone too, and I guess a flashlight and a folding music stand. After all, I have to spend two-three whole days there! I need a whole bunch of clothes, because what if I look horrible in that specific color that morning? What if it's suddenly as cold as fire and hot as ice? Then I'd have to put on a... wait, if it was cold as fire and hot as ice, what would you wear? A miniskirt and a bulky jacket? That could look sexy, I guess, so maybe...
I think I'll wear a lot of makeup and very slutty clothes while I'm there. Then no one can know. Muwahahahaha! I shall be the new It Girl! Or the new playboy bunny. Whichever.
I been on the computer waaaaay too long, when I really should be packing for the re-tard-treat, but oh well. Who gives a crap. (oh! It would be bad if someone actually did give a crap, wouldn't it? It would be like, "Happy birthday! Here y'are!" And you open the box, and what's inside, but a whole buncha crap! Yeah, that would suck.) ANyway. What should I do if someone confesses to me? Do I say something Ayame-ish and be all "Well! Dat makes me reeeeeal happ-pi! But, um, what's your name again?" Or I could proclaim my deep hatred for them and make up a long and anti-romantical poem on the spot, or I could strip and advance toward them with outstreched arms. Or maybe I could suddenly realize that they are my soulmate and marrry them right then and there. Oh my, what if it's a girl though? In that case, I'll have to inform her, in the kindest possible way, that I am completely unavailable, at least as far as gayness goes. Then I will have to kindly and sensitively run away screaming at the top of my lungs. My word... what if Kelsey or Ilene really do confess? Or, what if they confess to each other? Man, that would be funny! I would have to hide in the bushes and watch as the wonderful drama enfolds. I can even tape it and put it on Youtube. Look for something called Two Girls Defy Proposition Eight Quite Openly or something like that... nah, I can't.... that would be so very insensitve. My. My word.
Oh dear! What if I find out that all of the hawt guys in the orchestra are gay too? That would suck more than a Hoover! I can't stand the thought! Oh, um, and.... well, what if I walk in on the Samuels' doing it? They're so old! I think I would persih away for sure!
Oh, speaking of which, I found a condom box in Mom's closet, and all of them were gone except one!!!! NOOOOOOOO! This canna be!
Oh crud, my song is done. Better go prepare for my unfortunate demise.
Wait, first I have to say the emolicious Rukia line!
So.... Tommorrow I die.
(Of course, now an adorable orange haired boy is waiting in the wings to save me! Yay! ♥)
I'm ready for looooooo~ve! ♥
Oh well. I must nobly go to my fate.
Else Romeo/Ichigo won't come.
Farewell, my friends, farewell.
Thank you...
thank you...
thank you.
*closes eyes*
xoxoxo~♥~
Actually, my real last wish would be not to go, but failing that...
Ugh. I have the horrible retreat today. It will surely sucketh a dicketh.
I think I'm going to listen to Evanescence turned up as loud as possible...
Ok... My Immortal. It's such a sad song, but, well, I hate to sound insensitive and all, but I'm glad she wrote it cause it's sooooo fun to sing to (and I'm pret' near good at it, if I do say so myself!)
These wounds won't seem to heal.... this pain is just too real... there's just so much that time can not erase...
Ok, it stopped, so I'm listening to Bring Me To Life now. It's such a depressing music video, though! Well... *noble sigh*
I suppose that is my lot.
What will I bring to the retreat? Should I bring a machete and wave it around, thus convincing everyone I'm a tortured and disturbed problem child who needs Love, Affection, and Tender Care? Or should I bring nothing at all and pretend to be broke? Then when anyone asks, I can say, with a noble look in my tear filled eyes, "I am sorry, but this retreat hath cost all of the extra gold pieces our family crest hath in extra and therefore I have none to spare on trivial frivolities for myself..." then, everyone will look away, ashamed at their great wealth. Nyahaha.
I'm now watching Lucky Star. It's so random! It's hilarioso! I have the same hairband as Tsukasa. In fact, I'm wearing it now!
I look like a little bunny. I'm so kawaii....
No, I am merely hiding my pain at having to go to the retreat today. I think I'll be emo and walk around in miko robes. Then I'll shoot arrows at any guy I happen to see. I'll stick them to a tree. Ya. I think that's a vair, vair good idea.
At any rate, since we're driving up, I can bring a suitcase! Yay desu! I can bring as much stuff as I want to! I think I'll bring two suitcases and a backpack. And my purse. And my makeup bag. Oh, and of course my violin and a sleeping bag. And then a cell phone too, and I guess a flashlight and a folding music stand. After all, I have to spend two-three whole days there! I need a whole bunch of clothes, because what if I look horrible in that specific color that morning? What if it's suddenly as cold as fire and hot as ice? Then I'd have to put on a... wait, if it was cold as fire and hot as ice, what would you wear? A miniskirt and a bulky jacket? That could look sexy, I guess, so maybe...
I think I'll wear a lot of makeup and very slutty clothes while I'm there. Then no one can know. Muwahahahaha! I shall be the new It Girl! Or the new playboy bunny. Whichever.
I been on the computer waaaaay too long, when I really should be packing for the re-tard-treat, but oh well. Who gives a crap. (oh! It would be bad if someone actually did give a crap, wouldn't it? It would be like, "Happy birthday! Here y'are!" And you open the box, and what's inside, but a whole buncha crap! Yeah, that would suck.) ANyway. What should I do if someone confesses to me? Do I say something Ayame-ish and be all "Well! Dat makes me reeeeeal happ-pi! But, um, what's your name again?" Or I could proclaim my deep hatred for them and make up a long and anti-romantical poem on the spot, or I could strip and advance toward them with outstreched arms. Or maybe I could suddenly realize that they are my soulmate and marrry them right then and there. Oh my, what if it's a girl though? In that case, I'll have to inform her, in the kindest possible way, that I am completely unavailable, at least as far as gayness goes. Then I will have to kindly and sensitively run away screaming at the top of my lungs. My word... what if Kelsey or Ilene really do confess? Or, what if they confess to each other? Man, that would be funny! I would have to hide in the bushes and watch as the wonderful drama enfolds. I can even tape it and put it on Youtube. Look for something called Two Girls Defy Proposition Eight Quite Openly or something like that... nah, I can't.... that would be so very insensitve. My. My word.
Oh dear! What if I find out that all of the hawt guys in the orchestra are gay too? That would suck more than a Hoover! I can't stand the thought! Oh, um, and.... well, what if I walk in on the Samuels' doing it? They're so old! I think I would persih away for sure!
Oh, speaking of which, I found a condom box in Mom's closet, and all of them were gone except one!!!! NOOOOOOOO! This canna be!
Oh crud, my song is done. Better go prepare for my unfortunate demise.
Wait, first I have to say the emolicious Rukia line!
So.... Tommorrow I die.
(Of course, now an adorable orange haired boy is waiting in the wings to save me! Yay! ♥)
I'm ready for looooooo~ve! ♥
Oh well. I must nobly go to my fate.
Else Romeo/Ichigo won't come.
Farewell, my friends, farewell.
Thank you...
thank you...
thank you.
*closes eyes*
xoxoxo~♥~
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
still hyper from ichigo's cuteness
Crud, Zac just came in. So now I can't sing karaoke or watch any more anime. Cuz it's in English. Also I'd be very embarassed.
Zac appears to think that anything other than that which centers around his interests is an abomination on the face of the earth, which is very annoying, but oh well.
Kitty, Sungmin, and Dad are coming back today. I guess that's good, but....
And I hate to sound anti-sociable....
But....
It's freakin fun bein home alone, so don't judge me, hater!
I'm serious!
Mom and Zac said so too!
There go my free days of going to bed and getting up whenever I want. Now I will have to stay in my room at all hours waitning for Kitty to finally be ready for stuff. Lovely.
At any rate, at least she's bringing back the knee highs and my silver flats. Man, I missed those shoes!
Ugh, the retreat is this Friday. Durn it. I HATE orchestra! It sucks like a blow job and is gay like Lindsay Lohan! I believe it is one of the worst things that has ever happened to me. (Or maybe it was meeting TiTi. Or noooo, finding out about Lovely Miss Crystal Clay. That may have been the worst. Although... did I tell you they were courting?)
Oh yes, it's very true, Roman and Crystal Clay are courting! They are actually courting! Am I the only one who finds this extremely hilarious? Nyah! Actual courting!!! I laugh!
.... then I cry...
Cause C.C actually is perfect for him! She's blond, white, and all that! So..... *too depressed to finish sentence*
I think I'll go grease my hair with canola oil and sit around in a hideous black and purple t shirt and loose jeans calling everyone in the remotest vicinity a prep or loser (or both). Then when TiTi meets me again, she'll realize I am just like her and beg me to go out with her. (I'm sure she's a bit gay, at least...) So then, I'll tell her to shut up loser. And then I will have my sweet revenge! Muwahahaha!
...No, I can't do that, cause I'd feel bad.
WHY THE HECK DO I HAVE TO BE SUCH A FRICKIN PUSHOVER???!!!!!!!
Only bitches can make it in the world, so now since I'm not really a bitch, I can't make it in the world. Meww...
I'm sad today now. I think I'll listen to Evanescence. Then I'll paint my nails black.
I'm not even kidding, I just did listen to My Immortal, and I am gonna paint my nails black and pink for the retreat. Then I'm gonna do my toenails in purple and black. Then that will show.... well, actually, I don't know what it will show, but it's gotta show something!
I love Teardrops On My Guitar now. It's my theme song.
I can even play it on guitar!
And sing it at the same time!
That takes some serious talent, does it not?
Sigh.
Maybe I should dye my hair orange and change my name to Orihime.
Then I can go around eating disgusting food and saving the world.
Fun.
Ugh, Drew is hideous! I don't see what she sees in him! And his fashion sense is horrible! He looks like an un-cute chipmunk trying to be a prep and failing spectacularly.
Taylor looks pretty in the vid, though, although I mostly like her dress.
Ugh, I have every reason to be depressed, now, but sadly enough, I am not.
I know that Zac is going back to class later today, so now I can just hang out and will soon have the house to myself! Yay! ♥
...
Back to the topic at hand, what the heck am I gonna do about the retreat? I seriously should schedule an emergency surgery at the hospital, or maybe wear really slutty clothes in public, get stalked or kidnapped, and go into councelling. Then I wouldn't have to go... or maybe I could run away from home with only my razor-sharp wits and angelic singing voice to support me in the harsh reality of the cruel cold world, then I could, like, y'know, go to an orphan asylum or something and from there, get adopted into the most luxorious houses of the time (Somehow, I moved back in time to 19th century England) and from there I go to Hollywood and become a famous star! (Somehow, I switched back to real time again.) And that.... was all because I didn't want to go to the suck-a-dick-y retreat! Yay desu! ♥
Um, I don't think that will work...
Well, it's worth a shit...
I mean shot.
Ugh, what else can I do? I've been trying to piss off Mrs. Samuel so she'll kick me out of going, but it hasn't worked. Nay, she merely smiles upon me patiently! Maybe it's because of my hair. Everyone loves ponytails, right? Or maybe it's because of my lovely manners and sweet charmingness. Maybe she feels like she is now my mom. Or granma. Eeeeeew, that would be weird! I think I would run screeching from the world!
Um, Hello Hello sounds exactly like Just Like Me. Weird.
So maybe once I'm at the retreat, I should purposefully break all the rules so she'll send me home! Wow! That's an awesome idea! Now, what are the rules?
1. No extra food is allowed. Please do not bring food. This is a camp rule. Snacks are being provided by parents.
2. Be at all rehearsals on time.
3. Musicians must be in their cabins at the designated time each night. Bed checks will be conducted by chaperones at various times. Musicicians must stay in their assigned cabin after lights out.
4. Cabins may not be changed unless it is approved by Mrs. Samuel.
5. Boys and girls are not allowed in each other's cabins at any time. The upper camp area is reserved for girls and the lower camp area for boys.
6. The camp does not allow any electrical appliances: radios, tape/CD/MP3 players, TV's, electric blankets, heaters, etc.
7. Please act approproately at all times. Remember, you are representing the orchestra, and, as alaways, good manners and respect for others is most important.
8. Your parents will be called and you will be sent home if the above rules are not followed. (Nyah!)
By th' way, these are copied word for word! Not one to mince words, is she?
Ok, so how can I break these?
1: let's see, I'll bring lots of candy and carry it everywhere.
2. That's an easy one! I'll get "lost" walking there, and also help with cleanup every day in the dining hall!
3. DUH! All I have to do is keep walking outside after light's out! I'll just open the door, like five or six times... oh wait, this one won't work! I have Mrs. Kim as my chaperone! Oh no! Now I can't mess with her! (Cause she's too nice) I'll work on this one...
4. Obviously, I will have to switch cabins with someone.
5. Ok! This should be a really fun one! (I'm getting shivers just thinking about it!) Being the only girl in a cabin full of lovely, gorgeous boys! PERRRRRRRFFFFFFEEEEEECCCCCCCTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! ♥ ♥ ♥
It would be even better if someone caught us making out on the floor.
Or, even better still, doing it.
But I would never do it.
Not even to break the rules.
So there.
6. I'll bring my iPod, several cd's, the laptop...
7. Cool! I'mma say "dick" every five seconds!
8: And of course, this lovely rulette! It's perfecccct! ♥
Oh my.
I just saw a comment on Decode that said "I'm such a huge twilight fan I've seen the movie 17 times and read every book twice except Breaking Dawn, and I'm on page 226! I love Twilight! Paramore rocks!"
Shiz. Seriously. Just shut up already!
Why does everyone associate Paramore with stupid freakin Twilight? I mean, sure they did part of the soundtrack, but... GET OVER IT already, you weirdos!
Oh! Did you see those freaky twilight contacts? They were on Perez Hilton. Ew, I'm serious, so DISGUSTING!
People have become quite obsessed.
Maybe it's something in the pages of the book, and everyone who reads it gets hypnotized into thinking it's actually decent and good and now everyone in the entire world is obsessed with it, excpet me, who, for some reason, was spared. Oh my! How horrible! We must do something to stop this...
Crud, I have been blogging for, like, a million years and four seconds, so I should really go.
I need to do math too.
But w/e. I didn't do any yesterdee.
But screw dat.
Bye!
xoxoxo~♥~
Zac appears to think that anything other than that which centers around his interests is an abomination on the face of the earth, which is very annoying, but oh well.
Kitty, Sungmin, and Dad are coming back today. I guess that's good, but....
And I hate to sound anti-sociable....
But....
It's freakin fun bein home alone, so don't judge me, hater!
I'm serious!
Mom and Zac said so too!
There go my free days of going to bed and getting up whenever I want. Now I will have to stay in my room at all hours waitning for Kitty to finally be ready for stuff. Lovely.
At any rate, at least she's bringing back the knee highs and my silver flats. Man, I missed those shoes!
Ugh, the retreat is this Friday. Durn it. I HATE orchestra! It sucks like a blow job and is gay like Lindsay Lohan! I believe it is one of the worst things that has ever happened to me. (Or maybe it was meeting TiTi. Or noooo, finding out about Lovely Miss Crystal Clay. That may have been the worst. Although... did I tell you they were courting?)
Oh yes, it's very true, Roman and Crystal Clay are courting! They are actually courting! Am I the only one who finds this extremely hilarious? Nyah! Actual courting!!! I laugh!
.... then I cry...
Cause C.C actually is perfect for him! She's blond, white, and all that! So..... *too depressed to finish sentence*
I think I'll go grease my hair with canola oil and sit around in a hideous black and purple t shirt and loose jeans calling everyone in the remotest vicinity a prep or loser (or both). Then when TiTi meets me again, she'll realize I am just like her and beg me to go out with her. (I'm sure she's a bit gay, at least...) So then, I'll tell her to shut up loser. And then I will have my sweet revenge! Muwahahaha!
...No, I can't do that, cause I'd feel bad.
WHY THE HECK DO I HAVE TO BE SUCH A FRICKIN PUSHOVER???!!!!!!!
Only bitches can make it in the world, so now since I'm not really a bitch, I can't make it in the world. Meww...
I'm sad today now. I think I'll listen to Evanescence. Then I'll paint my nails black.
I'm not even kidding, I just did listen to My Immortal, and I am gonna paint my nails black and pink for the retreat. Then I'm gonna do my toenails in purple and black. Then that will show.... well, actually, I don't know what it will show, but it's gotta show something!
I love Teardrops On My Guitar now. It's my theme song.
I can even play it on guitar!
And sing it at the same time!
That takes some serious talent, does it not?
Sigh.
Maybe I should dye my hair orange and change my name to Orihime.
Then I can go around eating disgusting food and saving the world.
Fun.
Ugh, Drew is hideous! I don't see what she sees in him! And his fashion sense is horrible! He looks like an un-cute chipmunk trying to be a prep and failing spectacularly.
Taylor looks pretty in the vid, though, although I mostly like her dress.
Ugh, I have every reason to be depressed, now, but sadly enough, I am not.
I know that Zac is going back to class later today, so now I can just hang out and will soon have the house to myself! Yay! ♥
...
Back to the topic at hand, what the heck am I gonna do about the retreat? I seriously should schedule an emergency surgery at the hospital, or maybe wear really slutty clothes in public, get stalked or kidnapped, and go into councelling. Then I wouldn't have to go... or maybe I could run away from home with only my razor-sharp wits and angelic singing voice to support me in the harsh reality of the cruel cold world, then I could, like, y'know, go to an orphan asylum or something and from there, get adopted into the most luxorious houses of the time (Somehow, I moved back in time to 19th century England) and from there I go to Hollywood and become a famous star! (Somehow, I switched back to real time again.) And that.... was all because I didn't want to go to the suck-a-dick-y retreat! Yay desu! ♥
Um, I don't think that will work...
Well, it's worth a shit...
I mean shot.
Ugh, what else can I do? I've been trying to piss off Mrs. Samuel so she'll kick me out of going, but it hasn't worked. Nay, she merely smiles upon me patiently! Maybe it's because of my hair. Everyone loves ponytails, right? Or maybe it's because of my lovely manners and sweet charmingness. Maybe she feels like she is now my mom. Or granma. Eeeeeew, that would be weird! I think I would run screeching from the world!
Um, Hello Hello sounds exactly like Just Like Me. Weird.
So maybe once I'm at the retreat, I should purposefully break all the rules so she'll send me home! Wow! That's an awesome idea! Now, what are the rules?
1. No extra food is allowed. Please do not bring food. This is a camp rule. Snacks are being provided by parents.
2. Be at all rehearsals on time.
3. Musicians must be in their cabins at the designated time each night. Bed checks will be conducted by chaperones at various times. Musicicians must stay in their assigned cabin after lights out.
4. Cabins may not be changed unless it is approved by Mrs. Samuel.
5. Boys and girls are not allowed in each other's cabins at any time. The upper camp area is reserved for girls and the lower camp area for boys.
6. The camp does not allow any electrical appliances: radios, tape/CD/MP3 players, TV's, electric blankets, heaters, etc.
7. Please act approproately at all times. Remember, you are representing the orchestra, and, as alaways, good manners and respect for others is most important.
8. Your parents will be called and you will be sent home if the above rules are not followed. (Nyah!)
By th' way, these are copied word for word! Not one to mince words, is she?
Ok, so how can I break these?
1: let's see, I'll bring lots of candy and carry it everywhere.
2. That's an easy one! I'll get "lost" walking there, and also help with cleanup every day in the dining hall!
3. DUH! All I have to do is keep walking outside after light's out! I'll just open the door, like five or six times... oh wait, this one won't work! I have Mrs. Kim as my chaperone! Oh no! Now I can't mess with her! (Cause she's too nice) I'll work on this one...
4. Obviously, I will have to switch cabins with someone.
5. Ok! This should be a really fun one! (I'm getting shivers just thinking about it!) Being the only girl in a cabin full of lovely, gorgeous boys! PERRRRRRRFFFFFFEEEEEECCCCCCCTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! ♥ ♥ ♥
It would be even better if someone caught us making out on the floor.
Or, even better still, doing it.
But I would never do it.
Not even to break the rules.
So there.
6. I'll bring my iPod, several cd's, the laptop...
7. Cool! I'mma say "dick" every five seconds!
8: And of course, this lovely rulette! It's perfecccct! ♥
Oh my.
I just saw a comment on Decode that said "I'm such a huge twilight fan I've seen the movie 17 times and read every book twice except Breaking Dawn, and I'm on page 226! I love Twilight! Paramore rocks!"
Shiz. Seriously. Just shut up already!
Why does everyone associate Paramore with stupid freakin Twilight? I mean, sure they did part of the soundtrack, but... GET OVER IT already, you weirdos!
Oh! Did you see those freaky twilight contacts? They were on Perez Hilton. Ew, I'm serious, so DISGUSTING!
People have become quite obsessed.
Maybe it's something in the pages of the book, and everyone who reads it gets hypnotized into thinking it's actually decent and good and now everyone in the entire world is obsessed with it, excpet me, who, for some reason, was spared. Oh my! How horrible! We must do something to stop this...
Crud, I have been blogging for, like, a million years and four seconds, so I should really go.
I need to do math too.
But w/e. I didn't do any yesterdee.
But screw dat.
Bye!
xoxoxo~♥~
Sunday, April 12, 2009
happy easter! ily! *hugs*
Halllelujah!!!!!!!!! He is Risen!!!!!!
It's easter morning, and I'm sitting here blogging. Yes, you may call me a loser.
The thing is hat I was too tired to get up to go to church this morning, so Mom and Zac left without me. So now I'm home alone, eating chocolates and blogging. Wait, I actually AM eating bon bons while sitting on the sofa! Cool! (Although maybe it should be called a chaise lounge or something...)
I'm also listening to Hitohira No Hanabira from Bleach. (I know the hito means person and hana mens flower, but as for the rest, I'm completely clueless.)
Crack A Bottle! Woooo!
Yesterday was soooooo fun!
I went to the high school sabbath school to see Mark, (and I guess Roman too, but I'm not going to admit it!) and then, Jade came in. so I went to sit with her nd then afterwards we went to go see Mark and this other girl I met, and who Jade apparently knows. (yay!) We talked for a bit, and then we went to church. It was communion, and now since I'm baptized I can finally have it too! Yay desu! Then after church, we all went to the hospital. Crystal didn't come, because I guess she was visiting relatives over Easter, but Jade did, so we all talked, even though she mostly talked to Zac.
There was this old lady there who I was trying very hard to like, especially since I overheard her calling me "a pretty young woman", but it was a bit hard. I'm sure she was born in the year of the dragon...
Tehehehe su another lady (a perfectly random stranger) also called me "a pretty girl". Yay! ♥
Then we went to vespers, because rucky mehhhh was playing. They played ok, I guess, but it was extremely boring. Fortuntely, they had a reception, and we all went. I was eating a wheat cookie, when Mom walked in, so I quickly shoved it onto Jade's plate, and we underwent extreme hardships to get rid of it. Then we decided to go and say hi to everyone. So we went over, but next to Roman was a girl, holding hands with him. I couldn't stand looking at them, so I turned around and tried to talk to some other people. But then Jade thought I should meet Crystal Clay, so she pushed me forward and I introduced myself. Ugh, she is really pretty and nice. She hs this gorgeous long blond hair with no split ends or anything, and she's tall and slender, unlike me. So basically, she looks like Malibu Barbie and I look like a lump of Play-Doh with ponytails. Wonderful. Also, the fact that she's nice doesn't help. I'm calling people bitches and thinking up different synonms for dick in my free time, which means I'm hopelessly immature. Fortunately, at that moment, Mark came along, so I turned around to talk to him and therefore didn't get depressed. Jade likes him, she thinks he's cool, which he is. He's extremely tall, though! He's, like, twice my height. In fact, the only person in the room who was smaller than me was two years old. Even the ten year old boys were taller than me. (So there, Kitty! Maybe I look like Rukia after all!) SO basically I felt like a little peice of shi*. Nah, not really. It was fun talking to Mark and Jade. Mark: Yeh, I made her come to high school sabbath school! Jade: What? I've been telling her to for months! (Aside, to me) so you come when he asks, do you? Is he your new crush? Jasmine: tehehe, no we're just friends! (I even got to pull out the RukiaxIchigo "we're just friends" line! yay! Soon I'mma have a hawt and gorgeous orange haired boyfriend who is freakishly strong and carries around a sword to defend me even thugh I don't need defending! yay! Except for the sword part.) So, um, where was I?
Oh yeah! So Mark, me, and Jade hung around talking while the director of rucky mehhh sat watching us with a very bemused expression. Sure, we were being a bit loud, but...
Later, on IM, Mark said:
M: btw, nice outfit 2day
Jasmine: aw thank u!^^
M: u always dress awesome ^^
J: thank u! :D
J: u 2, with the hat and all :)
Then, Mom came along, so I had to go practice, eat dinner, or go to bed (I forget which).
I'm happy! I looked cute yesterday! ♥
Ok, that was a completely gratuitous and self absorbed entry, but who cares? It's my blog. If you dont like reading about me, go watch Perez Hilton bash Miley Cyrus and Lindsay Lohan.
Jade saw one of my drawings and went, "awww!" I agree! It was rather cute! ♥
Ok, I want to go sing something before they get home. Church started at 10:30, and it's almost 12 now, so they should be home soon. Bye!
xoxoxo!&hearts:~
It's easter morning, and I'm sitting here blogging. Yes, you may call me a loser.
The thing is hat I was too tired to get up to go to church this morning, so Mom and Zac left without me. So now I'm home alone, eating chocolates and blogging. Wait, I actually AM eating bon bons while sitting on the sofa! Cool! (Although maybe it should be called a chaise lounge or something...)
I'm also listening to Hitohira No Hanabira from Bleach. (I know the hito means person and hana mens flower, but as for the rest, I'm completely clueless.)
Crack A Bottle! Woooo!
Yesterday was soooooo fun!
I went to the high school sabbath school to see Mark, (and I guess Roman too, but I'm not going to admit it!) and then, Jade came in. so I went to sit with her nd then afterwards we went to go see Mark and this other girl I met, and who Jade apparently knows. (yay!) We talked for a bit, and then we went to church. It was communion, and now since I'm baptized I can finally have it too! Yay desu! Then after church, we all went to the hospital. Crystal didn't come, because I guess she was visiting relatives over Easter, but Jade did, so we all talked, even though she mostly talked to Zac.
There was this old lady there who I was trying very hard to like, especially since I overheard her calling me "a pretty young woman", but it was a bit hard. I'm sure she was born in the year of the dragon...
Tehehehe su another lady (a perfectly random stranger) also called me "a pretty girl". Yay! ♥
Then we went to vespers, because rucky mehhhh was playing. They played ok, I guess, but it was extremely boring. Fortuntely, they had a reception, and we all went. I was eating a wheat cookie, when Mom walked in, so I quickly shoved it onto Jade's plate, and we underwent extreme hardships to get rid of it. Then we decided to go and say hi to everyone. So we went over, but next to Roman was a girl, holding hands with him. I couldn't stand looking at them, so I turned around and tried to talk to some other people. But then Jade thought I should meet Crystal Clay, so she pushed me forward and I introduced myself. Ugh, she is really pretty and nice. She hs this gorgeous long blond hair with no split ends or anything, and she's tall and slender, unlike me. So basically, she looks like Malibu Barbie and I look like a lump of Play-Doh with ponytails. Wonderful. Also, the fact that she's nice doesn't help. I'm calling people bitches and thinking up different synonms for dick in my free time, which means I'm hopelessly immature. Fortunately, at that moment, Mark came along, so I turned around to talk to him and therefore didn't get depressed. Jade likes him, she thinks he's cool, which he is. He's extremely tall, though! He's, like, twice my height. In fact, the only person in the room who was smaller than me was two years old. Even the ten year old boys were taller than me. (So there, Kitty! Maybe I look like Rukia after all!) SO basically I felt like a little peice of shi*. Nah, not really. It was fun talking to Mark and Jade. Mark: Yeh, I made her come to high school sabbath school! Jade: What? I've been telling her to for months! (Aside, to me) so you come when he asks, do you? Is he your new crush? Jasmine: tehehe, no we're just friends! (I even got to pull out the RukiaxIchigo "we're just friends" line! yay! Soon I'mma have a hawt and gorgeous orange haired boyfriend who is freakishly strong and carries around a sword to defend me even thugh I don't need defending! yay! Except for the sword part.) So, um, where was I?
Oh yeah! So Mark, me, and Jade hung around talking while the director of rucky mehhh sat watching us with a very bemused expression. Sure, we were being a bit loud, but...
Later, on IM, Mark said:
M: btw, nice outfit 2day
Jasmine: aw thank u!^^
M: u always dress awesome ^^
J: thank u! :D
J: u 2, with the hat and all :)
Then, Mom came along, so I had to go practice, eat dinner, or go to bed (I forget which).
I'm happy! I looked cute yesterday! ♥
Ok, that was a completely gratuitous and self absorbed entry, but who cares? It's my blog. If you dont like reading about me, go watch Perez Hilton bash Miley Cyrus and Lindsay Lohan.
Jade saw one of my drawings and went, "awww!" I agree! It was rather cute! ♥
Ok, I want to go sing something before they get home. Church started at 10:30, and it's almost 12 now, so they should be home soon. Bye!
xoxoxo!&hearts:~
Thursday, April 9, 2009
didntblogcuzihadthwholehouse2myselfndiwuzsingin
I was just reading FML, and I was wondering... well.... does everyone in the entire world watch porn?
Or look at it.
Whatever.
But seriously.
I once was leafing through one of my Halmoni's books, and after I read a few pages, I had to put it down, cause, seriously, yuck. Isn't there anyone like me out there? Honestly. It's kinda hard to attract girls if you constantly look at porn, guys!
I found out that Evanescense wrote My Immortal. And I finally found out that that's what the song is called! Yay!
Ew, I still feel awkward after reading so much FML. I hate my ability to pick up awkwardness! It's frickin annoying! I always feel so awkward after I read FML, but it's so funny, so I keep reading it! I'm an idiot, but I don't care.
I have Empathy!
But it's annoying.
Oh well.
Yesterday, I got filmed for CKC-Muzak, and also part of my lesson got filmed! Yay desu! I'mma be so famous! I'm getting filmed a lot recently! It's because I went to LA on the first day of the new year. This is the year! I can feel it! This is gonna be the best year ever! Desu! ♥ ♥ ♥
Awwww, My Immortal is such a sad song. It makes me want to cry.
I cry too much, seriously.
But still.
It shows I have Empathy And Sympathy For The Human Race.
I just watched the video for Bring Me To Life, and maaaaaan was it depressing! For some reason, I kind of liked it, though.... maybe it's my emo side raising it's ugly head. I do have an emolicious side, you know... I like black and winged out eyeliner and sad music, but I have such an inferior complex I can't stand to wear anything that's not girly. I also have to wear makeup every day, which is hard on me to skip the eye makeup until Easter. See, on Tuesday I decided to put on as much eyeliner and everything as possible, so I packed it on, and then when I tryed to take it off that night, I was rubbing at my eyes for like, half and hour, and they were really sore after that so I decided I'll give them a break until Easter. But dang, it's hard! I looked so ugly today, too. Then I put on really glossy lip gloss and pulled my bangs back on top of my forehead to disguise the greasiness and then I looked totally mean and snooty. But I still look ugly.
At least I look thin! Yay! I lost a lot of weight for some reason! Desu! I'm happy! ♥
Oh dear. Mom just wants to read a blog.
She was looking for this on her computer, but, for some reason she was looking under my email adress. How the heck did she find that, anyways? Time to change the pass!
It'll be!
d-i-c-k-h-e-a-d!
No, I'm kidding.
That was my login password for awhile, though.
Then I changed it to....?!!
Not telling.
So buzz off, creepface.
OWWWWWWW foot cramp!
It hurts...
I know you're supposed to take a spoon of mustard, but that seems worse than having a cramp in the first place. Even if I did used to eat it. (You know, those little condiment packets? Ketchup and mustard were good. Mayonnaise... not so much.)
Oh dear. Zac needs to make a phone call for the all-important redlands Bowl audition and he hasn't yet. He will soon be in, as the French say, "Le Soup."
Dad, Sungmin, and Kitty are off in Pennsylvania visitng our relatives, who, except for Grandmother, are all versions of Dad in differing ages and genders. It's rather hilarious.
Chuahahahaha, I'm sure Kitty is having a faaaaaaabulous time watching the adults smoke and drink...
Nyah!
Mom apparently wants me to go write a xanga or something, but I don't want to. Xanga's are a pain. Because I can't put my heart and soul into it.
Meowhahaha....
I IM'd Delia (my cousin) and Mark (the guy I met in church) for awhile last night. The night before that, I IM'd Mark and Thomas. Yay desu! I love to IM!
Mark is cool, I guess, but he keeps wanting me to go to Youth 202 and I don't want to go to Youth 202! I'm not even freakin in high school yet! (Although neither is he) Whenever I'm not there he asks like "where were you last sabbath??" um, I was in Orange County....
Although I don't think he believed me when I said that, (even though it was TRUE) becuase he saw me in church later, and how would a person be able to do that??? EH?
Actually, we just got done fast so we went to University for church service. Since we didn't want to stay in the oh-so-healthy atmosphere of the Korean church. I speak as an experienced church-goer-of-Asian-churches: If you're a ryoka.... I mean a foreighner... (Bleach on the brain) then always go to the Chinese church because they're nice people and they always have FOOD! (Don't laugh, it's important!) Or you can go to the Japanese church, or the Filipino church, but not the Indonesian one or Korean one because they're mean. (NOt that I've ever been to the Indonesian church, but Jade has, and she told me) Nah, Korean's are lovely people, but they just.... they don't like me becuase I-
THEY HATE CAUSE I'M A ROCKSTAR!!!!
No, I'm kidding, and they don't hate me, they just don't like me because I'm a ryoka. No, I mean I'm half white. So they don't like me. I feel like Inuyasha! Aaaaahhhhhhh! Or maybe they do like me and I don't know it. Actually I think they like me but they don't like me, if you know what I mean. Right?
I don't identify as white or Asian. I classify myself as a different species entirely, sort of like Ranma1/2. (Except not boy/girl, but you know what I mean) I also feel like I'm inferior to everyone because I'm half.
Sheesh, what am I saying? I sound like a brat! (I am a brat!) but anyway, I complain too much. I'm not a real person either way, and everyone has their cross to bear, so why am I complaining at all?
Ohhhh light of love, I figured it out!
I finally figured out that this...
Iunno, feeling...
I always felt like I'm the different person and the odd one out so that I'm not a real person at all! That's why I want to go to high school (or wanted to) and why I wanted friends because I wanted to be normal so I could finally "find my place in the world" or be a real person! All this time everyone has been thinking I'm shallow (which I am, but...) and just wanting to follow the crowd but really I'm trying to turn into a real girl! I feel like a Rozen Maiden. Or Pinnochio. Or something. I just wanna be a real person...
I felt this all my life.
Even when I was a little kid.
Even when I was a baby.
I always felt like the one that y'know, the one that the teacher didn't have enough coloring books for so you got a printout instead? You know? (That was always me, too) Why the eff am I complaining so frickin much?
I'm not one of these selfless, honorable, perfect-but-misunderstood-and-horribly-neglected-and-abused manga heroines. I'm just a pathetic human being WHO WHINES TOO FREAKING MUCH!!!!!!!!
I can't stop writing self-pitying things whenever I get on here. Maybe it's some sort of medical condition, you know, the kind where-
FISH FOOD!
Mom wants me to clean up the house!
I negotiated to finish this song first, so since it was half done I nobly and honorably dragged the line back a bit.
I'm such a bad girl.
Nyahhhh... kids, do not be like me...
I'm sooooorry, I can't be perrrrrrfect...
I LOVE SIMPLE PLAN!!
Not as much as I love Paramore.
But still.
Do I love Evanescance? No, I do not. I merely love their two songs.
My immortal and Bring me to life!!!!
(You know, for the longest time I thought it was Wake Me Up Inside...)
Oh well.
I FREAKIN LOVE THIS SONG!!
Fork, it's done. Now I have to go clean up. Crud.
Or look at it.
Whatever.
But seriously.
I once was leafing through one of my Halmoni's books, and after I read a few pages, I had to put it down, cause, seriously, yuck. Isn't there anyone like me out there? Honestly. It's kinda hard to attract girls if you constantly look at porn, guys!
I found out that Evanescense wrote My Immortal. And I finally found out that that's what the song is called! Yay!
Ew, I still feel awkward after reading so much FML. I hate my ability to pick up awkwardness! It's frickin annoying! I always feel so awkward after I read FML, but it's so funny, so I keep reading it! I'm an idiot, but I don't care.
I have Empathy!
But it's annoying.
Oh well.
Yesterday, I got filmed for CKC-Muzak, and also part of my lesson got filmed! Yay desu! I'mma be so famous! I'm getting filmed a lot recently! It's because I went to LA on the first day of the new year. This is the year! I can feel it! This is gonna be the best year ever! Desu! ♥ ♥ ♥
Awwww, My Immortal is such a sad song. It makes me want to cry.
I cry too much, seriously.
But still.
It shows I have Empathy And Sympathy For The Human Race.
I just watched the video for Bring Me To Life, and maaaaaan was it depressing! For some reason, I kind of liked it, though.... maybe it's my emo side raising it's ugly head. I do have an emolicious side, you know... I like black and winged out eyeliner and sad music, but I have such an inferior complex I can't stand to wear anything that's not girly. I also have to wear makeup every day, which is hard on me to skip the eye makeup until Easter. See, on Tuesday I decided to put on as much eyeliner and everything as possible, so I packed it on, and then when I tryed to take it off that night, I was rubbing at my eyes for like, half and hour, and they were really sore after that so I decided I'll give them a break until Easter. But dang, it's hard! I looked so ugly today, too. Then I put on really glossy lip gloss and pulled my bangs back on top of my forehead to disguise the greasiness and then I looked totally mean and snooty. But I still look ugly.
At least I look thin! Yay! I lost a lot of weight for some reason! Desu! I'm happy! ♥
Oh dear. Mom just wants to read a blog.
She was looking for this on her computer, but, for some reason she was looking under my email adress. How the heck did she find that, anyways? Time to change the pass!
It'll be!
d-i-c-k-h-e-a-d!
No, I'm kidding.
That was my login password for awhile, though.
Then I changed it to....?!!
Not telling.
So buzz off, creepface.
OWWWWWWW foot cramp!
It hurts...
I know you're supposed to take a spoon of mustard, but that seems worse than having a cramp in the first place. Even if I did used to eat it. (You know, those little condiment packets? Ketchup and mustard were good. Mayonnaise... not so much.)
Oh dear. Zac needs to make a phone call for the all-important redlands Bowl audition and he hasn't yet. He will soon be in, as the French say, "Le Soup."
Dad, Sungmin, and Kitty are off in Pennsylvania visitng our relatives, who, except for Grandmother, are all versions of Dad in differing ages and genders. It's rather hilarious.
Chuahahahaha, I'm sure Kitty is having a faaaaaaabulous time watching the adults smoke and drink...
Nyah!
Mom apparently wants me to go write a xanga or something, but I don't want to. Xanga's are a pain. Because I can't put my heart and soul into it.
Meowhahaha....
I IM'd Delia (my cousin) and Mark (the guy I met in church) for awhile last night. The night before that, I IM'd Mark and Thomas. Yay desu! I love to IM!
Mark is cool, I guess, but he keeps wanting me to go to Youth 202 and I don't want to go to Youth 202! I'm not even freakin in high school yet! (Although neither is he) Whenever I'm not there he asks like "where were you last sabbath??" um, I was in Orange County....
Although I don't think he believed me when I said that, (even though it was TRUE) becuase he saw me in church later, and how would a person be able to do that??? EH?
Actually, we just got done fast so we went to University for church service. Since we didn't want to stay in the oh-so-healthy atmosphere of the Korean church. I speak as an experienced church-goer-of-Asian-churches: If you're a ryoka.... I mean a foreighner... (Bleach on the brain) then always go to the Chinese church because they're nice people and they always have FOOD! (Don't laugh, it's important!) Or you can go to the Japanese church, or the Filipino church, but not the Indonesian one or Korean one because they're mean. (NOt that I've ever been to the Indonesian church, but Jade has, and she told me) Nah, Korean's are lovely people, but they just.... they don't like me becuase I-
THEY HATE CAUSE I'M A ROCKSTAR!!!!
No, I'm kidding, and they don't hate me, they just don't like me because I'm a ryoka. No, I mean I'm half white. So they don't like me. I feel like Inuyasha! Aaaaahhhhhhh! Or maybe they do like me and I don't know it. Actually I think they like me but they don't like me, if you know what I mean. Right?
I don't identify as white or Asian. I classify myself as a different species entirely, sort of like Ranma1/2. (Except not boy/girl, but you know what I mean) I also feel like I'm inferior to everyone because I'm half.
Sheesh, what am I saying? I sound like a brat! (I am a brat!) but anyway, I complain too much. I'm not a real person either way, and everyone has their cross to bear, so why am I complaining at all?
Ohhhh light of love, I figured it out!
I finally figured out that this...
Iunno, feeling...
I always felt like I'm the different person and the odd one out so that I'm not a real person at all! That's why I want to go to high school (or wanted to) and why I wanted friends because I wanted to be normal so I could finally "find my place in the world" or be a real person! All this time everyone has been thinking I'm shallow (which I am, but...) and just wanting to follow the crowd but really I'm trying to turn into a real girl! I feel like a Rozen Maiden. Or Pinnochio. Or something. I just wanna be a real person...
I felt this all my life.
Even when I was a little kid.
Even when I was a baby.
I always felt like the one that y'know, the one that the teacher didn't have enough coloring books for so you got a printout instead? You know? (That was always me, too) Why the eff am I complaining so frickin much?
I'm not one of these selfless, honorable, perfect-but-misunderstood-and-horribly-neglected-and-abused manga heroines. I'm just a pathetic human being WHO WHINES TOO FREAKING MUCH!!!!!!!!
I can't stop writing self-pitying things whenever I get on here. Maybe it's some sort of medical condition, you know, the kind where-
FISH FOOD!
Mom wants me to clean up the house!
I negotiated to finish this song first, so since it was half done I nobly and honorably dragged the line back a bit.
I'm such a bad girl.
Nyahhhh... kids, do not be like me...
I'm sooooorry, I can't be perrrrrrfect...
I LOVE SIMPLE PLAN!!
Not as much as I love Paramore.
But still.
Do I love Evanescance? No, I do not. I merely love their two songs.
My immortal and Bring me to life!!!!
(You know, for the longest time I thought it was Wake Me Up Inside...)
Oh well.
I FREAKIN LOVE THIS SONG!!
Fork, it's done. Now I have to go clean up. Crud.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
seriously, i think i might be safer from perverts with no babysitter at all...
Hola! I'm at home with the babyshitters... and... special guest....
babyshitter no. 1's little cousin. Ok, not little, as he's actually older than me, but who cares. He is fat, ugly, stupid, perverted, yet strangely conservative, and apparently hates music of any kind. I'm listening to Wake Me Up Inside by Evanescence REALLY loud, just to piss him off. He apparently hates it. Sheesh, what is it with boys and their obsession with telling me to turn off everything I listen to?? Honestly.
This is even a little loud for me, but who cares. Who gives a crap.
Nyah.
I made a huuuge tub of goopy potato salad today. I thought it would be a good idea. It... was not. For one thing, it turned out really watery, so I dumped in about a million tons of cornstarch to thicken it up, but all that did was make it taste like cornstarch. Then, I cooked some more potatoes, but they were undercooked, so they tasted really awful, but-
UWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Nyah! That was the funniest thing! I just exploded an egg in the microwave! It took about a minute and a half and the thing just went BOOM! It was sooooo funny! And fun!
Ok, call me psycho.
Ugh, but now I have to go clean it up.
B'bye!
babyshitter no. 1's little cousin. Ok, not little, as he's actually older than me, but who cares. He is fat, ugly, stupid, perverted, yet strangely conservative, and apparently hates music of any kind. I'm listening to Wake Me Up Inside by Evanescence REALLY loud, just to piss him off. He apparently hates it. Sheesh, what is it with boys and their obsession with telling me to turn off everything I listen to?? Honestly.
This is even a little loud for me, but who cares. Who gives a crap.
Nyah.
I made a huuuge tub of goopy potato salad today. I thought it would be a good idea. It... was not. For one thing, it turned out really watery, so I dumped in about a million tons of cornstarch to thicken it up, but all that did was make it taste like cornstarch. Then, I cooked some more potatoes, but they were undercooked, so they tasted really awful, but-
UWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Nyah! That was the funniest thing! I just exploded an egg in the microwave! It took about a minute and a half and the thing just went BOOM! It was sooooo funny! And fun!
Ok, call me psycho.
Ugh, but now I have to go clean it up.
B'bye!
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~♥~
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~♥~
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)