Monday, January 31, 2005
"Crows? They're gangsters with wings." --La Mad
I'm always saying, "This was the best day of my life," nobody hears about the worst. So I hope you know I mean it when I say to you: This was officially the worst day of my life, including the day the doctor broke my thumb.
I got called stupid about a trillion times, got yelled at by Teacher X, got a D on the Bio exam, overheard a million things I didn't want to hear, and generally wished I was invisible. I cried a lot in the bathroom, which always smells awful, which I hate. The only thing worse than the smell of the gross Freshman bathroom is when other 15 year olds see me cry. The entire world knows in seconds. I hate those retarted mobs of people I don't even know running up to me, "What's wrong?" they ask, but just being nosy. It's different when people care, but they just don't. I hate being so private about my life all the fucking time.
Never do what I want. Never say what I'm thinking. This stupidness is way too lonely for me.
Sigh.
Nicole blew up the banana stand at 4:22 PM
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name: Nicole Bluth
age:15!
school:CSH...
birthday:10/18/89
Quit asking me what I'm going to be when I grow up, everybody. Shouldn't it be clear to you that I'll never grow up? "I'm impolite and I make fun of everyone..." Yeah, I think you get the point...
LOVES
Randoms, being random, being Jewish, The Pope, Jesus, carbohydrates, love, Moulin Rouge!, Arrested Development, Shmexers, lipgloss, secret quiche, sneaking around, big earrings, irony, the hot detective, the disabled brother, Pedro, avoiding homework, making others feel uncomfortable, bothering adults, sass, Schick Quattro guy, defending Hilary Duff.
HATES
Growing up, being told to grow up, adults who are rude to me before I even get a chance to be rude to them, punks, changes in routines, homophobes and haters, milk chocolate, blood and gore, The O.C., 15-year-olds. And I have a low tolerance for people who refuse to have fun with me.
Today's Quote
ROBOTOGUAPO! SEE EMMA? I TOLD YOU I HAD OUR JOKES!
2 Comments:
Now don't you worry yourself... we can be stupid together. And I was crying today too... but I had no excuse, but I got to hit my brother. That's what you need, a brother... if you really need to you can come hit mine... I mean, remember how long it took him to rap for you, and when he did it wasn't even a rap! Crazy!
So why did they call you stupid? You're not stupid... in all honesty, you're one of the smartest people I know! I mean, you don't let things get you down, you live life to the fullest, you're caring and forgiving.... and you don't do drugs.
Don't do drugs... that's all I have to say!
*first comment cucaracha!*
Awww, don't feel sad! Just remember - next year you can party with Francisco, and he'll be like, "Oh, THAT's the freako that was stalking me!" and we'll be like, "HELLS YEAH!" and stalk him. (Well, you will. I see him everyday. Hahahohahohahaho, if you're reading this, Franster)
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