EliseJ123

GRRRR, THIS IS WHAT I'M THINKING!
2002-04-11 04:46:39 (UTC)

Kermit and Psycho Freak Bunnies

So, a while ago Serge's mom admitted to us that she was
falling asleep cuddled up to her youngest son's over-
stuffed kermit the frog because Serge's dad never went to
bed at the same time she did. Then it made me sad. Now,
it makes me wonder. Am I destined to the same fate?
Sleeping with my children's stuffed animals instead of my
husbands? Everyone says we'll get married, there better be
no frogs in bed . . .
My day . . .
I don't think I have enough for numbers today, and I don't
think I can tell everything about my day in fear that, I
dunno, I'll get shot? Just kidding. Let's see.
1. Swimming Class. Yeah, how do you get a B in swimming?
Don't show up to 4 classes and have a bitchy teacher. Once
again, I miss the A by like, oh, 5 pts. Maybe I'll make
them up with extra credit.
2. Chem. Lab. I think I'm unconciously trying to committ
suicide. Oh yes Elise, drop 2 test tubes of acid, it won't
hurt you, I PROMISE. Oh yes Elise, eat with your hands
without washing them after chem lab, you won't keel over
and DIE . . .
3. SUSHI. My god, my friends are insane. And "Chicken
Cashew" at "Seshuan Panda" (spelled so wrong) is the
devil. I thought sushi made my tummy hurt,
apparently "Chicken Cashew" is all the crap they put in
Sushi, but with an extra evil sauce. And, I always get
SOOO hungry after chineese food. I'm thinking grilled
cheese. But there's no bread here (I'm at Serge's).
4. Insanity? Yes, I am going insane, and soon, very very
soon, I will loose it.
5. WHO THE FUCK IS [email protected]? If your name
starts with an A and ends in a Y, and it would flatter you
that I am talking about you in my diary, then YES, by ALL
MEANS, I was talking about you, you self centered whore.
Okay, enough ranting for the day. I guess I have more fans
then I thought I did. YAY, SOMONE LOVES ME!
Bye bye.
OH. It's 12:47am 4-11-02 (the time on this thing is
screwey, so I thought I'd keep track)




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