can we have a tea party and invite barbie?
my diary may be becoming a butterfly... it once was a little itty bitty caterpiller but now its becoming a butterfly... dang i think it just broke out of that little prison thing they change in and really its a moth
so i started this diary without much purpose... mostly to bitch... i felt i was bitchy enough and needed a place to vent any further bitch tendicies... fuck spelling im tired of telling you people that i know i cant spell and i know i will never be a proud member of the i won the spelling bee diary ring... or whatever it is called... but back to the ever so exciting story i had you enthralled in... so then my roommate aka biggest frustration at that time started reading my diary and i had to stop venting about her... so only the other 99% of the venting got done... then i quit writing my diary because i was bored by the whole thing and i had so many more important things to do... then i came back to it when beth and meaghan... see favorites because i cant link this shit... started diaries... so then i was writing only censored... but i am tired of all of this so i am starting fresh... i was going to start a whole new diary but i think this would be waaaay too much work and how could i win the lazy bowl... coming to abc this fall... by being so energetic... so my new theme is bitch... haneous bitch if you will... thank you suck up speller for the correction... so here is the start to the life of my moth... fly little moth fly... stay away from the fucking bug lights...
today i try to attend class like the good little student i am... but it is snowing out... i hate snow... i hate that it has no color... how much better would snow be if there were different colors... which were different flavors... dang then i wouldnt mind the stupid piece of shit snow... so i think in my mind... what if it were nice... then i would want to go to class... but i know that i wouldnt really... its too nice to go to class the little devil on my left shoulder would say... dont go... instead enjoy the beautiful out of doors by sleeping in your bed... or watching tv... you know you want to... tlc is on today... (as opposed to those days when it is not on?)... so i went to class... and i get there and there is some talking that i ignore... and then ms bleachy hair is talking about her friend... my friend took the acts and he is really smart but he couldnt pass because he has a reading problem and hes too ashamed to ask for more time... so he has to go to comm college... deep intake of breath... nooooo! not comm college... poor poor boy... i bet harvard was next in line except for those act scores... i guess its probably the teacher's fault and not due to the fact that just being within a mile of your hair would cause lung damage due to the peroxide toxins... so then i zone out and come back just in time to hear another story about "i know someone just said this but im going to say it again... oh and my friend was in 5th grade and she didnt get to read in the fast group so she ended up not even going to college..." really makes me want to teach... one thing i can always look positively on is that she wont be in my school district and i wont have to teach her or her relatives... as im sure they all live in close proximity for easier incest... so im not sure what else she did because i zoned out for the last 90% of the class...
so that is how the diary will run from now on... like me sitting you down pretending we are going to play tea party or barbies and then duct taping your arms and legs together and making you listen to my bitching... after which of course barbies and tea party would be great fun!