Ok yeh well, this new guy i am sorta 'seeing' . uhhm. that's it. i jus twanted to say that. we pretty much just smoke weed and ffuk. i met him last fri'nite and we've 'hung-out' thrice since then. I saw're him last nite. He doesn't talk to me via email. too bad. that is when i a mat my best. I like computer talk and internet friends. i think i will get shitfaced tonite and go to Offside's and see a HeLLa people i have not seen since b4 i went to england and no one will recognize me cuz i had long slutty blond hair back then. June. I showed up to classs 15 minutes late, burntout and sporting bedhead. i hate teenagers and skool but i like my teachers and my classes. k bye.
Wednesday, January 31, 2001
well in grade nine i was the only white gurl cheerleader and everyone else wuz fat and black and/or filippino or indian, trying to be black (here we go with the racism thing agen) and they all hated me and tried to make me scared off them cuz i was the only not fat, 4 foot 5 one there. that and i was white and had long blond hair and was real lithe tall and bla blah barbie-ish. they would always say,
"Gurl, you ain't gots no Rithim!" and snap and turn away. they would never take my suggestions.
I would say, "Hey man, i've been a dancer for 8 years now so i DO have rythym!" and then i would do something stupid. I also did not own nikes or reeboks or whuteva so that was another strike against me.
They all voted on wearing baggy tear-aways and basketball jerseys and i was pissed cuz i wanted to wear the sexy short skirts. arg. I quit after like 5 months. i learned sum awesum drill moves tho' frum them. real Nigga styles so i can really shake it! bam!
the thing that really really ticked me off was i went to a game and saw them doing summA my moves!!!!! I wanted to Kill Laquisha!! that Biatch. it was just like that film Bring it On. arrg.
Tuesday, January 30, 2001
One time i was eating this big fat Apple in my backyard when i was young and silly and when i was finished i chucked it over the fence and into my neighbors backyard while they were out there on their patio and then a minute later it was lugged back over the fence and of course it got me mad so i scrambeld after the apple and chucked it back over then i heard my Fone Ringing inside the Howse and it was the 'Ole guy frum next door telling on me to my dad. man. what an assHole.
woooh. that was the bestest sentence ever.