< Little Piggie >

So I’m very disturbed for many reasons but reason number 1,894 is the human ego. Holy wow how big can a person’s head get before it explodes? The world may never know. But I can tell you this… It can obviously get pretty damn huge; I’m surprised this person can fit her head in the door. I’m even more surprised that her cult hasn’t guzzled down their Jim Jones kool-aid as of yet. Maybe it’s still brewing. Hmm, something to ponder.

So I played hookie two days in a row and today is my first day back from the land of Woe was me and it sucks. Not only has my desk at work been taken over but I had to spend an whole hour waiting for my computer to be fixed so I could log into this new cube that I now share with the lady who hates me. To top it all off I’m still all crampy and bloated and mean and irritated but than again when aren’t I? I texted Marci this morning saying, The funk is over. What’s up? to which she replied: What are you talking about? I haven’t responded just yet and I don’t know if I will. I have too much homework to do and I’m sitting here twiddling my thumbs instead. Oh well!

You know what I hate more than being on my period? Other than the fact that when I actually DO have one I whine like nobody’s business, is the smell. I swear I give out this period reakness. When asked my mother says I’m stupid and to shut up. Nina just looks at me as if I’m retarded and I don’t remember what Marci said. But I get super paranoid –or as my brother would say “para”- and end up smelling like a Ralph Lauren counter. I spray, spray, spray all day, day, day. Now my nose is stuffed up. Ah hell.

I can’t believe my dumb ass skipped class yesterday and the day before, man do I feel like a horses ass now. Who knows what I missed. I’m such a tard. Anyways on to better things, I’m thinking about writing Roswell fanfiction again. All those apposed please say I. As of now I’m working on something roughly titled: The Beautiful Letdown. Yes I know that’s the title of the new Switchfoot CD but I like it and I like that song on that CD. It goes perfect with my plot and twist. Now if I could only get the courage to post…

Shall I whine some more? I think I shall. My uncle is SO freaking dumb. My grandpa is away in RENO and I’m left with the irresponsible baby. You know he jacked my grandpa’s car the other night and made my grandpa get allllll upset and then the next day my grandpa totally just blocked it out. Henry (my idiot uncle) didn’t get so much more than a slap on the wrist. Oh and he’s hellllla doing practically EVERYTHING he’s not supposed to do in the house now that my grandpa is away. He’s smoking in the house. I get piiiiiiissed when someone even sits next to me who smokes at school! So needless to say I was bitching this morning and he was all, I left the front door open last night when I smoked. You LIAR! Ugh! That’s not all but that was the only one I opened my mouth about, well other than Don’t touch my dog! He was all fake-nice about it. Ugh. Makes me s-i-c-k! Ba Ram YOU!

Okay I’m gonna go for now since I gotta do this damn homework and I’m hungry as a piggie in the sun after a long’s day swimming in the mud. Peace!

…elena






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