so i'm watching the vmas. or was, until i got so sick of it i had to stab myself. i'm okay now that i stopped bleeding.

need to kill: avril lavigne.

need to eat: velveeeeeta!

so yeah, it was funny, nas was saying some shit about stopping violence in hip hop, and jarule's on stage and he comes up and goes, "murdahh!"

i laughed pretty hard at that. anyhow. i had my orientation today, got my diploma, shat around, got into a fight with my mom, missed my psych appointment...anyhow.

my mom's fucking insane.

i will share this with you:

m: FUCK YOU UP THE ASS AND ROTATE ON IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
me: i'll prolly like it.
m: ur sick
me: speaking of ass fucking, i should call tim.

i'm sick of people saying "dude, i'm so in love with this kid blah" it's like. you met him once. you don't love him. don't say shit like that. sometimes people annoy me because you know they're trying way too hard to be bad asses. like, i'm a bad girl, i'm so bad that i like new found glory and avril lavigne. anyhow.

anyhow, i am a shit head because i have to be vague about talking about people i don't like. because i might hurt people i'll never see again's feelings. oh god no, why would i want to do that. anyhow. i am reading 40oz now. it amuses me supremely.

my dog should be sleeping right now, but i don't feel like bringing it downstairs. i need a cigarette but i'm broke and wouldn't walk to get any anyhow. my mom is being a real bitch. well anyhow, i just bitched at m and told her to stop trying to be a "bad girl" and thinking she's all chill 'cos she hangs out in the guys dorm.

speaking of dorms. college. eww. i'm mad hungry. argh! anyhow...

outro: frodus - "aliens think yr special"

note: kill ian robinson, avril lavigne, ja rule, christina aguillera, whoever designed britney's ourfit, carson daly, and whoever told girls it was cool to be "bad". i say take us back to the old times when we had to wear corsets and go to mass and hide behind our fans. yeah, feminists suck!

before and after