December 2011
new years: blogging
christmas: blogging
birthday: blogging
natural disaster: blogging
meeting band guys: blogging about meeting band guys
house fire: blogging about having to save the computer
funeral: blogging
me: you are no longer in the running to become americas next top model you must pack your bags and leave immediately
my mom: what
no, qué se muera
Mom: Ew no I won't try your food experimentation
Me: It tastes good!
Mom: It would, considering the things you put in your mouth
Me: It's not bad if it's clean
Dad: That's what I've been trying to tell her!
Mom:
Me:
Dad:
Mom:
Me:
Dad:
Mom:
Me:
Dad:
Mom: I have some work to do bye
someone walks into me in the hallway at school
me: sorry
them:
me: fucking slut