wHoRe

i want a fucking AFRO!

yeah well i went to christina's house. it was okay but
candice makes me feel dumb. she calls me retarded and
such...and i get so fucking tired of it. i can't tell her
off with out feeling bad. megan and i are close again. i
need to pierce my ear again that'll make 18...yeah i
fucking rock. i do almost all my own. well about half!

AFRO STORY...
i have short hair, i'm growing out, and it comes to about
the lower part of my head, not my neck, and so i decided to
make myself and afro! yeah, i see all these curly headed
kids with afros, and i thought why can't i? a white girl
with straight hair...it shouldn't be that hard! well...it
wasn't i just curled my hair with a curling iron, then with
hair spray, lots and lots, i got a rather large afro. i
couldn't do the front of my hair cuz my bangs are down to
my shoulders. well i walk out of my bedroom, and my mom and
dad freaked out on me! they tell me they hate it and i look
like a retarded child who can't comb her hair. so my
parents try to spray me down with water, and won't let me
go to school like that! what kind of bullshit is that? well
i took it down and came home from school (on friday) and
they said that before i went to christina's they were gonna
go out to dinner, and do i wanna come, so i said yeah, they
wouldn't let me have an afro at the reasturant! god! well
i'm gonna go.
OH! i'm now a C cup, in my bra! ha! no longer a B!!!!!!!!
yes!

mood-muh
song-none
words-I WEAR A C CUP!