its like 2 30 in the fucking morning and as usual, im not sleeping. this is becoming problematic because most people do need sleep to survive but who really cares right now. chrissy threw me at least 20 cds and i plan on uploading all of them onto my computer tonight. we went to incubus earlier in the night and due to the respect i have for a certain individual, the public will be spared details of how the night was spent. but never mind it was fun either way. im liking how this entire summer has consisted of nothing but europe, me being home for a few concerts, europe again, more concerts, and me leaving again in a few days...and me being ridiculously happy. except for a few sad moments during which i pouted in a corner for 5 minutes and then got over it. i fucking love it. well now im getting a bit upset because of the problems im running into with my housing, mainly because rutgers has a gigantic stick up its collective ass, i really hope i dont talk like such a faggot in person its just that i really dont want to live with dagma isaac in douglass with all of the lesbians of the new brunswick area. i have absolutely nothing against lesbians, i have wanted to be one at random points of my life, its just that i want to live somewhere thats not in the middle of east bumblefuck and isnt.....lesbians. yea i sound like a homophobe. welllllllll theres nothing i can do about that i want to go back to spain, i miss my espanish frriends. i made plans with about 2 illion people to meet up before i leave again and not like any of them are actually going to read this but if you do, i apologize in advance for not being able to follow through and blowing you off. its not that i dont want to see you, im just bad with promises. and because everyone is gay and sleeping im going to chronicle the hilights of the summer... june 20: graduation june 22: seaside with some random individuals in a random ass location with some random...um june 28th-july 16th: estonia, latvia, lithuania july 19th: TIESTO at hammerstein, water poisoning is always fun JULY 21ST! harry potter #7, hilight of my summer im not even going to lie to you. july 25th: 311 at pnc, me being pissed that im sober and surrounded by drunken assholes JULY 28TH! rock the bells. so many ridiculous moments i cant cover them all. sweaty men, heat exhaustion, walking around the new york city subway system barefoot. july 29th-30: jamies birthday. if i detail the events of this night theres a possibility of me being taken away in handcuffs. FUCKING ridiculous Aug 1-9: spain........fucking amazing spaniards and their red vodka, their long periods of sitting on the beach and doing absolutely nothing during which i became a restless mess because its impossible for me to sit still. ayy espannnna i am in love aug 10: incubus...not really much of an event but who the fuck cares hm what else. ap tests turned out to not be a waste of my life i got credit for 4 classes. most people say finish school in 3 and a half years, i say do absolutely nothing this year as a continuation of the end of senior year and spend college with class as a vague option. ha thats such a joke, we all know that im going to become a nazi when school comes around. i will bust out the math no doubt spain really did make me fatter. not really fatter but just like when we were in the baltics, my mom commented on how yet again my ass has now expanded to twice its size. she says it like its a bad thing but i am happy about this new development more exciting adventures to come, including my bonding session with palmieri during which we will drive to dc and then throw away the rest of our already dwindling supply of brain cells. however, the guilt from being so careless with my brain has driven me to read a lot this summer as well as play hours of solitaire and sudoku in an attempt to stretch out my mind again. oh and my obsession with everything leopard has now reached disgusting proportions to the point of telling some random drunk bitch that i like her leopard boots and buying a leopard skin for my lap top. actually its a lot worse than that. and my new bed is so sexy im considering waiting a year to go to college just so that i can spend another year in my big girl bed doing jack shit like so many people i used to know have done with their stupid lives.......JUST KIDDING! no im not. i have mcdonalds peace

today was good. i went running, twice in one week! many people are still in shock. the good manager at work quit. now for the part no one will understand: kris made me do USRs three times today, crazy bitch. some of the clothes were out of my reach because i am a midget. however, the reason i did not replenish them was not because of my height disability but because i made a conscious decision not to supply people with clothes that are ugly. so after i went running, i ate taquitos. my fridge is actually stocked with good food at the moment. all of it is leftover from restaurants and from houses though, and will not last more than 2 more days. i had white castle today. some people will understand the importance of that. it was a big deal. i want mtv to bring undressed back. how else will little children learn the actual purpose of shower heads and that you can always fix lopsided boobs with a sand-filled bra. it was an educational show and id hate to see others miss out. this summer is going to be a lot different than last year. i hope its good though. the parts that ill be home for at least. those are the most important for everybody anyway. hahaha!!!!!!!! we're buying my new bed tomorrow. it will be spacious and leather, ill actually fit in it and can have sleepovers or maybe just have nights where i dont fall out of it. i still have paint on my leg from painting the deck. im so proud of all the physical activity ive been doing lately. less than a month till im legal. i fucking hate birthdays. i dont understand why 18 is such a big deal. its not like you can do anything new. every year i between 17 and 21 is a waste. work is turning me into a teeny bopper, its ridiculous, get this music out of my head. and i do like most of the people, but there are some that require me to lower myself so much so that i feel like i should just bring in a pineapple and have to speak in the conversation for me. some of the people are so retarded that there's an actual time delay during which i am blankly stared at while their brains process that i just said hi. whatever i signed myself up for that shit.

this will not get you laid if u are a girl looking for someone to lie on top of you: lets make babies i hit a baseball in gym today, it was a moment of clarity for me, i feel like things are going to change now that john nacarlo helped me find my inner athlete. yea i think i surpised everyone with that one. when john said that he'd give me extra credit for hitting the ball, i bet he had no idea he'd actually end up reaching for the gradebook. summer tiiiiime and my room is freezing. sing it to doin time fri is gwen and akon. i wonder if akon will hump another underage girl on stage. if so, maybe me please??? im done with AP tests. its weird. i already miss them, its so much better to take a test than sit in class staring at my feet or rj when im trying to make him feel uncomfortable. im noticing a pattern among boys and that is that they are acting really fuckin gay. (sdkjjeffreysdkjgh) pretty soon theyll be walking down hallways holding hands like its nothing and i will be confused and wonder where did all the straight boys go? i want more hours at work. its the only exercise i get and the only time im actually a productive member of society. and i like having the right to hate people when they fuck up my walls. the downside is im turning into a teeny bopper and there will soon be nsync posters on my wall again. when this happens i hope the people close to me will stage an intervention because although it is okay for me to like nsync in secret, once i make it public like that, there is a problem and something must be done. i want a brownie but i dont know how to cook. doesnt the fact that im a girl mean brownies and cookies should magically appear every time i touch a jar of flour. im assuming thats what boyz think and im sorry to say its not true but i wish it was because thats a sterotype i have no problem with. i want a cake, i might get mommy princess to take care of my neeeeeeds just because i cannot fucking wait for anything, here are countdowns: gwen/akon - 2 days prom (countdown for when its over) - 18 grad - 35 away - i cant do this anymore its depressing me how far away everything is. i have a month left of doing absolutely nothing in school and patty is still counting absences but im pretty sure she cant count higher than 10 fingers

nicolalala this is for u. i love your hair the stylish clothes you wear i love the way you smell because you smell so swell thats all i got. john nacarlo insulted me today. and by insulted i mean he spoke the truth - he said that ever since i was put in his gym class no one does anything anymore. and, im proud of that. the man doesnt understand that what i do are academics and not athletics. running around trying to catch things is ridiculous. ummmm im about 2 inches away from deactivating my facebook again. its a waste of time and its gay. sandy whitten apparently foraged the fucking amazon rainforest last night and came back with a stack of about 50 papers for each of us. i dont even know what to say about this anymore, its past the point of understanding. i think she needs to go on medication...oh wait.. someone told me they like it when i ramble so ramble i will, i wore a purple dress today and felt like twirling every time i got up. the weather is fucking amazing. i want to play with someone outside. or at least sit on my roof and stare at the sun and be emo. i cannot believe there is a month of school left. i see it as a month of my life wasted because there is absolutely no way in hell any more work is going to be done after ap's are over. except for the essay i told nacarlo id write him on baseball or softball, whatever we're playing in gym, i still have no idea, and i have to write it because im an asshole who promises to write essays in exchange for sitting around playing with grass every gym period. i dont think nacarlos facial features have fully developed yet and im still waiting for it to happen. at this point he just looks like a potato with 2 holes for eyes. im pretty sure that was a run on sentence but i wouldnt really know because its not like ive learned anything in english this year. oh today was bad. something smelled good. then i realized that it was coming from sandy and almost threw up. i do not like that woman. i forgot to email my belgian back and he sent me another email because he was worried i died. but really, what happens when pen pals die. how do their pals find out about these things. what a nice boy my belgian is. pal is such a stupid word. i love saying it i cannot wait for college. i hope my roommate isnt an asshole. whatever at this point id be fine rooming with a leper, i just want some new people. some people have reverted back into their old ways. it doesnt surprise me..its just disappointing. but people should do what they want with their lives so its cool. my mananger doesnt know how to spell. she spells pepper "peper" and croutons "croton." this bothers me because i am smarter than her. no actually it doesnt. i cant wait for summer. mainly because i wont be here. im going to nap on the roof. nicole i hope this will stop your bitching for a few days. kidding, i love u

my summer plans are pretty much finalized. ill be home for like 2 days. im gone june 28-16th july 21st-23rd (because harry potter comes out then and i will turn into a hermit) august 1st-9th and then im going away some random week between then and school college around the 31st i guess.. playdates should be scheduled in advance along with a 50$ deposit as my time is limited and i need $$. i havent done hw in almost 2 months its fuckin great i bring this up right now because i actually tried to do it today but when i looked at my calc packets they started laughing at me so i put them away and watched sex and the city and took naps.

2 people asked me what happened to this. so im reintroducing it to the world. i seem really annoying in my previous entries. ill seem really annoying when i read this in a few months. its funny how much ive changed even since my last few entries. i want to feel like i did this summer again. i think people are too disconnected from each other. OH well.

i dont remember ever feeling so alone. i have no one to call right now.

last night was precious. i have a crush on maybe the one person that i really really shouldnt like. fuck that shit. i pick such winners. this summer has been amazing. i love it, i hate it. some parts were shitty but i must move on from this nonsense sooner or later. ive decided not to use the word fuck as much in my entries anymore. instead of fuck fucking all the time, ive decided to focus my energy on becoming a lady. ill wear dresses and have tea parties and giggle, which is all girls are supposed to do anyway. my parents own my life. i hate them. OHHH TEENAGE ANGST. i need to rebel against the oppression of my parents who dont know what curfews or being grounded are, but still find a way to turn my life into a horrible and meaningless existence. blah. i make so many friends when im drunk. i want ice cream.

mad props to the uk and scotland yard and all of those silly brits. honestly, i cant even imagine what would be going on right now if they hadnt caught those FUCKING MUSLIMS yea...trying to sneak ingredients on planes. those fuckers thought they could actually make bombs on the planes. it blows my fucking mind. it could have been 9/11 all over again. here's my idea: these people will not stop until they are the only people left in the world so i think its about time we let the racism fucking FLY and bomb those bitches and their fucking brainwashed, disgusting children and their goldfish straight to their ALLAH and be done with it. let them be martyrs for their cause, whatever, at least theyll be dead. enough with trying to be politically correct, no one responds to manners anymore, especially not those filthy parasites. there's absolutely no other way to handle them at this point, they will NOT leave the world alone so its time we fuck them up. honestly, if i could, i would strangle those cocksuckers one by one with my own hands and id enjoy it. id write my college thesis on that shit. i dont understand. WE DONT WASTE OUR FUCKING TIME SITTING IN CAVES THINKING OF WAYS TO KILL YOU. youre worthless pieces of shit, and im sure you understand that based on your ridiculous inferiority complex expressed by the need to ABOLISH any higher form of life. aka everyone else BUT you. you and your fucking hezbollah, and your fucking bombs, and your fucking B.O. STOP BEATING YOUR WOMEN AND TAKE A DAMN SHOWER. i dont understand how you people could be so vicious. you smoke opium all day just chill and worry about your own shit on your own shitty ass part of the world. like the development of a water system or i donno...your childrens educational system. that should take a lot of time and be enough for you to worry about, rather than plotting to exterminate people who wouldnt touch you with a 60 foot pole because youre just THAT disgusting. you shitheads will never learn! which is why one day soon, youll all be dead and we can be happy that the world isnt in danger overpopulation anymore.

here's to another entry that no one will read... so my life's been pretty stupid. im making a bunch of new friends and losing some old ones. i guess thats the way life goes. i hope people don't expect me to try. cuz i wont. especially when i havent done anything to warrant this shit. there will be no further explanations... the play only got fun the last 3 days and even that sucks because all we did was eat cookies. by the way, i blame the impending obesity of our school on ONE person, the person who's been selling girl scout cookies like a fucking FIEND the last week. when we're all fat and disgusting i'll sue you just like the rest of our stupid fatass country's suing mcdonalds. i got my baby in the mail last week...my mp3 player i love him if it was possible we'd fuck and create a whole new breed of superhumans. but it isnt so moving on my new drinking game for devito's class: (byob) - every time she gives the death stare, talks so fast she stumbles on her words, or fails us all. i swear we'd be fucking WASTED by the end of each period. other than that, certain people talk too loudly. use your fucking inside voice. why is it that everyone gives me a headache. of course i wont blame it on myself, nothing's ever my fault!

a few things are on my mind we had quite an adventure today! dont tailgate certain people or else youll get fucked (and then we get fucked...). but honestly, dont play 'lets fuck with the tailgater and go 20 in a 40 mile zone.' it doesnt work out that well for you in the end. i say fuck way too much. i dont know why, it makes me happy, but i need to stop if i want to be a lady. boys are dominating everyones life lately, its fuckin ridiculous, this needs to stop as well. since im basically not doing anything but being tired, i live my life in front of the tv. ok not really but thats not the point. im watching the outsiders, and as much as a fuckin BABE FEST it is, its the most pussy ass movie ive ever seen. for a movie thats supposed to be about oooh the tough greasers that are sooo manly, ive never seen anything with so much crying and hugging and touching. the best part of the movie was when he killed a guy and it all went down hill from there with all the emotions and feelings and holy shit, even more homoerotic touching. which is really fine by me but dont try to pass that shit off as being manly. people are becoming so annoying. everybody needs to just chill the fuck out. maybe this is why i hate everyone. JAYKAY zander wrote a story based on my ny adventure. heres an excerpt: "Then there was the tongue piercing. Trained up to the city to find one of those underground tattoo parlors of legends past with one good friend and more rude passengers. Down ten streets and up eleven we hit the described destination marked by its ominous flying skull insignia above the door. A heavily inked Mexican built like a pit-bull took us down black, steep stairs lined with florescent images of dragons and broken hearts. The basement looked like I would imagine illegitimate abortion clinics might. After my age had been verified by purely verbal means, the Mexican sat me in a chair and mumbled orders, “stick your tongue out, hold it to the top of your mouth, against and between your left teeth.” He found the right position for the axel of my word machine and marked it in his mind with a thick metal pin. I shut my eyes but he was good at his job; I didn’t even flinch when that pin impaled me. My friend got her bellybutton done and we headed down eleven streets and up ten to the train. It had taken longer than we’d realized and we ended up in a sprint across everything. We sped over train tracks, behind and through massive pillars and monuments to the locomotive gods and past all those halted cars only to reach a closed door with a uniform behind it shaking his head. Not so bad; we shuffled onto the 5:38 instead. Another uniform kept us from sleeping as she patrolled the car, keeping our feet off her precious chairs and her precious lights in our eyes. When we finally did fall asleep, she somehow forgot to tell us our stop and that left us too far from home too late at night." -zander fieschko >mr. ocity, the love of my life and my HUSBAND basically, im a pretty big asshole, so im sorry if ive been being a bitch lately. im sorry but dont expect it to stop anytime soon.

i think porn is the cure for absolutely everything. if youre feeling shitty, it makes you happy. if youre feeling bitchy, you can make fun of the disgusting people fake-fucking each other and you feel so much better. if youre feeling horny but youre ugly and no one wants to bang you, watch porn. whatever, porn amuses me. my life would be so much easier if i was a 40 year old trucker who lived with his mom and drank beer all day. or if i was a lesbian because the models in my victorias secret catalogue are HOT and i would have so much fun with that shit if i was into girls. but i am not, so moving on.. anyway, im so bored with my life. everything about it is ridiculous. ahh but im so fucking awesome too, chef and i finally named my complex: cocknoconf...if you knew me youd understand..but now that i look at it, its a really shitty name and chef - we need to re-group and think of something less dumb. so this is something really attractive: http://xotcho.free.fr/photos/idiot.jpg i need to call someone and bitch for a few hours... put on your smoking jacket

i dont know what makes me more sad - "requiem for a dream" or "mean girls." every time i watch mean girls, i get so upset. girls are disgusting. i think its actually really disturbing. and since i just finished watching it, i am thoroughly disturbed. whats more, i am BEYOND pathetic. not only did i just watch mean girls and get sad, but i solved the math problem from the end of the movie. you know when cady goes to the mathletes competition, and she has to solve the final problem which is a limit...i paused the movie and solved it myself. i dont know what to do with myself. anyway

yesterday was fun. so our big plan was to go to ny and get some shiet done. well, the train was to leave at 5:04 and s.chen came to get me and jamie at 5:02. we drove like fucking madmen to the station. we almost killed some grandma who drove at the speed of a fucking turtle. we pulled in and jumped out of the car, ran across cars and train tracks, and saw the train doors pretty much slammed in our faces. the bitchy conductor looked at us from inside, shook his head like "no, you stupid fuckers." whatever, the next train was soon. while waiting for the train, i almost got raped. fine. we got into the train, finally. and who did we meet? lafonda. if that woman wasn't the definition of beauty, i don't know what is. she played games with us, like telling us to get our feet off the seats or else we'd get thrown off the train. that was pretty fun. i really liked how shiny her two teeth were. oh fondy. we got off el tren and went to some skeevy ass chinese restaurant that finds rocks on the street and serves them as dumplings. so then we went to some stores blah blah. we realized that the place we needed to be at was 3rd street, and we were on 33rd or something like that. our goal was to walk the 30 blocks without stopping once. so at some big ass intersection, we gave s.chen the split-second decision: to cross, or not to cross? - to cross. we ran across and almost got run over by a screeching taxi. we ended up at the piercing place and saw some gross guys covered in tatoos and piercings. and then we went in blah blah blah and went down into some shitty little room where some guy wrestled my tongue down and finally made a hole in it. it didnt hurt or anything, so miss carly decided to get her belly button pierced as well. im not gonna lie, we came out of that place feeling like we were the shit. we walked the 30 blocks back to penn station and missed our stop. we ended up stranded and had some awesome people pick us up. we got back home at one. some people come over and proceeded to get trashed. i, of course couldnt, so i watched everyone act like comeplete shitheads. at four in the morning i woke up on my sofa with mr. and mrs. smith playing and someone on the floor snoring ridiculously loudly. i decided to move the people to my room so we wouldnt get woken up by the sun at the butt crack of dawn and when i got there, someone was already in my bed so i was a bit confused. i left and slept in my parents room. a few hours later, s.chen an i woke up around the same time. she came down to see me, and the random kid came out of my room, thoroughly confused and awkward, he basically ran out like a bad one-night stand. i couldnt think of a more interesting way to put this, but it was all actually very fun. ...im sure steph has this copyrighted or something by now but im putting her myspace blog in here too cuz no ones gonna read it otherwise :-DDDDDDDD warning this is a long/boring one for those that weren't there but im writing it so i wont forget. Feb 3, 2006 started off with carly running out of her house naked. Then there was some serious speeding to niki's house until we got stuck behind this guy going really slow. So we attempted to pass him even though there was a double yellow line and almost died when a car came at us. Of course after screaming my head off carly goes...you couldve made it (note to self dont ride in her car). Ok so then we arrive at nikis pick her and jamie up and head to the train station to catch the 5:04 train. It was now 5:03. So there was more speeding and then some illegal parking when i finally get to the damn station and see the train sitting there. We run up to the train as the door shuts in our face and the conductor just shakes his head no like haha sucks to be you shits. Then carly runs off with her bf (who was there cuz she forgot her money) to lock up her house. Jamie and i go to my car to search for my phone and niki almost gets raped at the platform. Of course i save her and then a little spanish woman comes up to us. "yo quiero akdfjweivg;alkdjfoiejf;aisdjfawieaghdiofuajweoifj" Niki: "No se. no se. no sabemos" Jamie: "Nueva York that way". hahaha. Alright so finally the train comes and we get on and we meet the one and only LAFONDA. damn this train employee was sexy with her 2 teeth. She pretty much threatened to kick us off the train cuz we propped our feet up on the chairs. We will speak of her again later that night. So we finally make it into the city...first stop shady chinese food place, and then some shopping. Next stop was the piercing place so we decide to walk the fucking 30 blocks there. As we are walking we attempt to play the "dont stop" game where we jaywalk a lot and of course i am given the opportunity to make one decision and so im like run it! Annnd we almost all died as the taxi came full speed at us. haha thankfully we make it to the place in one piece but then we procede to make some holes. Actually only two of us did but me being the good little asian i am just sat there and held everyones hand. So we walk out feeling like the shit, did the 30 blocks back and passed by lots of skeevy homeless people...my favorite being "damn you ladies are beautiful...even the asian one" lolol what a sweet guy. We get back on the train and have a good ass time. We hear lafonda come on the loudspeaker thing and shes all giggly and shit probably getting busy with the conductor. We discuss how interesting getting head must be from that 2 tooth woman. haha and i learned a lot about my girls. Like if a rapist came at us carly would throw me at him. But not to worry jamie would come rescue me with her pipe. haha so we were having so much fun that we miss our stop and end up sitting outside at like 1 in the morning waiting for some people to come get us. lol all in all it was a lot of fun mainly cuz it was so fucked up. I love my girls! Actually the night didnt even end there for niki and i there were some visitors, some alchy, and some interesting snoring too.

i think that because mexico is over and i'm under no pressure to be uber skinny anymore, all i want to do is eat OMFGIHDFKL IM SO HUNGRY. its like im a fucking pregnant woman. i mean, who else has random cravings for CHEESE? or spaghetti squash for the love of GOD i understand that its not attractive when girls eat..or speak, or whatever, im sorrry if it wasnt for the fact that there is absolutely nothing in my house with FAT or SUGAR or ANYTHING in it, i would be the size of a whale and his sister put together. but i have this food theory. my theory was made up in my head, i dont know why i go by it, but i cant help it. it basically says that if there is no nutrition label, and not health information on the food, its healthy. i cant reverse this, my brain wont let me, i'll be obese soon. no wonder im friends with steph chen, the girl who did her passion speech on food. im sorry this sounds like a fat girls diary.

since my day has turned out to be more than shitty, i think i should get back some fucking good KARMA and make you guys happy. im not good at story-telling so dont expect much. but here's what i'll tell you. imagine youre a skinny 20 year old blonde chick, you have a little son who's a little over either one or 2 years old, you live with you parents cuz yo baby's daddy was a cheap ass bum and couldnt care less. so youre sitting on the sofa one quiet friday night with you parents, watching the sound of music, or porn or whatever, and all of a sudden, water pours out of your vagina. wouldnt you be a bit confused? ok, so your water broke..but why? youve been getting your period until about a month ago, when you began to move and things started to get really stressful. youve felt a little bigger, but youre still skinny as a twig and your clothes fit fine. well, you go on down to the local hos=pit-ul and your doctor tells you that there is a fucking 7 pound baby in the back of your body waiting to come out of your hole. this baby has been there for the last 9 months and you had absolutely NO FUCKING CLUE. the baby's fine and youre still confused. true story, it happened to my mom's aunt's neighbor. i saw her a few months ago with her stupid son who still cant walk properly, and she was 5 and a half months pregnant. hem. im in the twilight zone. ok well thats a story for you. anyway, i saw 'kids' today. what a fucked up movie. i loved it. telly is shit ugly but hes a fuckin pimp so i give him mad nigga props. im black. wut wut. i still wanna bang the SHITTTTTTT out of joseph gordon-levitt and you will too after you've seen 'mysterious skin.' ive decided on having a disturbing movie marathon soon. just with myself, most likely, but itll still be lots of fun. my mom also told me that i got tested for HIV when i was 6. another story for another time.

i love jared leto, and he's actually quite talented..hes the lead singer of 30 seconds to mars and its pretty sweet. im majorly procrastinating studying for my math test. i think when it comes down to it, every time i get a good grade on something i figure i dont have to study for that class anymore and i end up fucking myself over sideways. but like totally, whatevs..cuz im getting sushi in a few minutes and i just spent the last 2 hours reading the most trashy nonsense ever. gossip girl. i like to think im above such garbage, but i am not. although i will say that the author is so unbelievably ridiculous and im proud of myself for not giving into the fucking SYSTEM and wishing i actually lived in that world. i lie, i do wish i did. cuz its awesome and the boys and girls are hot. i dont think ugly people are even mentioned in the series. everyone is hot. 'vanessa took her razor and shaved her head again. she applied her black lipstick, pulled on the same black pants she wore every day that were too tight around her slightly protruding stomach and stepped into her ragged old black doc martens. across the room some random idiot thought she was hot." im such a fucking awesome writer. yesterday we had a boob party. no it was friday. it turned slightly htg which is fine by me cuz theys my homies. and i took lots of pictures of boobs ranging from amish to slightly nassssty (coughschencough)...pictures to be put online shortly...and some people may come to school with mysterious red spots on their neck area tomorrow...hm. it was fun for all..especially those who were able to acheive massive multiple orgasms from my massage chair. slightly disturbing. AND SOME PEOPLE GOT INTO EMERSON AND I AM OH SO VERY PROUD OF THEM BUT SUGGEST WAITING FOR THE NYU ACCEPTANCE LETTER TO COME IN SO THAT I CAN VISIT AND WE CAN BE MERRY. and my cousin got into harvard. cheers!

i think that possibly the best feeling in the world is coming downstairs to the smell of my birdy after some damn good sleep, being really happy that i have no school, and having my mom say "stop drinking water, your face looks so puffy. you look so terrible. i told you not to drink water. its supposed to make you look good..but you dont.." if thats not a good way to wake up, i dont know what is. well. last night, when i was telling everyone and their dogs and their dads, etc. etc. about the physics and math tests that they would have to take today, chef sen and i went to isketch so i could draw her some venn diagrams. let me explain. i understand that isketch is for pictionary and whatnot. but when two people get a room for the sole purpose of doing math, candycane, blonde_babe, toast and the like are just not welcome, yes? well they thought they were, and i didnt, so there was a problem. blonde_babe enters room newbie (me) LEAVE I HATE YOU b.b. why? n. YOURE A WHORE n. GET OUTTA MY HOUSE b.b. i think your confusing me with someone else n. HAHAHAHAHA s_chen. HAHAHAHAHAHA something like that, except we were meaner, have no doubt about it. something i thought was funny: candycane. blah blahblahblah definetly n. YOURE STUPID. leave. candycane. what? n. YOURE AN IDIOT. GO AWAY. candycane. what did i do? n. definitely is not spelled definetly. c.c. yes it is. n. no it isnt. c.c. well thats how we spell it where i live. ...hilarity ensues, yadda yadda yadda. basically, toast wouldnt leave, hotandsweet and him had a little isketch love connection and when she left to go to Lounge II, he followed her. i thought it was quite romantic and a tear might have been formed in my eye at that point. so basically, i act really cool and mean because people wont leave my room but im really an even bigger loser than they are because not only am i using isketch to do math problems, but im becoming overly protective of my room. well too damn bad, its my prerogative you stupid sons of bitches (beeeeches). (triumph's voice..) now i will drink lots and lots and lots of buckets and pools of water in front of my mother. cheerio

random people bombarding your house is always fabulous. im at turnips now, shes sleeping and im restless. last night was confusing. you sit and watch tv and then are attacked. hmmmmmfjldfhlgkjfh.

rebecca told me that all my entries are depressing and about how i hate everyone. so.. I LOVE EVERYONE! I LOVE MY BIRD! I LOVE STUPID PEOPLE! I LOVE BEING FAT! I LOVE LOVE EVERYTHING! I LOVE LOVE LOVE IT!!!! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!