Sorry, Race – math problems tend to make me a little overexcited. (Tenderly places her calculator back in her backpack)
I have been debating whether to read FoHaT, Terri, but I hear it’s really dark and I’m not sure I want to read something that bleak.
I feel very behind. Hi Pazzo! I love your username 0.0 *creeps*
I'm starting to freak out about my shoes. Four-inch heels. Guys, I'm about 5'11". Why did I guy 4 inch heels for my grad. They're gorgeous and easy to walk in, but they put me a head taller than any other person attending this thing, besides my dad.
It's not as though I was going to dance with boys anyway, but I don't want to suddenly be towering over them, not to mention all the girls, too.
My mom talked me into this. It was a bad idea. Oh my god. I can't be that flipping tall. My goddamned mother. 'embrace your height, it's beautiful! Tall girls are gorgeous!'
How would she know, the jealous midget?
shit, shit shit shit. She's not going to let me return those shoes, either.
*continues to freak out*
Today, my dad got really drunk. When I was about to go to bed, he was just coming out of the bathroom, he was fully naked, I immediately turned away and said "Okay Dad, time for bed". Thinking that I was my mum, he replied with "That's right bitch, I'm your daddy, I'll show you in bed". FML
Today, I was coaching a little league soccer game. I was telling one of my players to go cover another kid. I said "go cover the little yellow kid!" because he happened to be wearing a yellow shirt. He also happened to be Asian. I then got death stares from his family members. FML
XD She's making fun of my for typo'ing. Have you no shame, Cer!? No shame.
ANYWAYS. WHY DO YOU HATE PRETTIES.
I must examine this peculiar phenomenon.