Thursday, November 25
I'm a fucking nervous wreck. How could it be so hard to ask my mom to let me out just for one night?

So Jeannie came over today and we made cake and frosting. It was really good, then we got really tired of it. She made the frosting and I baked the cake. Her icing turned out liquidy and grainy, my cake turned out god Tesla sucks really too soft and it broke too easily. It was a new kind of cake or some shit that I haven't made before. And it was the first time she ever made frosting. Branda was being the biggest goddamn pain in the ass since butt sex with a powerdrill. I kid, I have no idea how a powerdrill would fuck. But anyway, Branda kept saying shit like, "DON'T PUT BUTTER I DON'T LIKE BUTTER!" or "CAN I OPEN THE BAG?" I'll open your bag. She's just another cunt, and reason, for me to hate children. She ended up not eating any because she hates butter.

After Jeannie and I ate only two slices and went back to the dining room where the cake was, all the adults had eaten it all except for one deformed broken up piece. It looked like Nikki Sixx just put his ass in it and rolled around in a gravel pit. I ate it anyway. Upon stepping into the basement to hang out, I dropped it.

This morning the folks made me watch the family vacation video at Hawaii. I know I talk about a lot of stuff that may be really embarassing and not give a damn about how embarassing it is, but this was just so goddamn embarassing I can't even talk about it. Please, how could he not edit out the part when I'm bending over at the beach poking crabs with sticks? And the part when I'm sitting in a tree eating a sandwich. Tanlines in full view. It looked like I was wearing a regular strapped white bra with a black halter. Not funny. I'm stopping here.

I watched 40 Most Awesomely Bad Metal Songs...Ever on VH1. Guns n' Roses' "Estranged" was number thirty something. That was one hell of a good song. At first I never really liked "Estranged," but now I do. Also, this next one's absolutely appalling to be listed, one of my most favorite fucking songs ever, the homage to strippers and baked goods, Warrant's "Cherry Pie." That was number two. I think most of the list was wrong. Either some songs didn't belong or they weren't high enough on the list. Warrant beat Winger. Fucking Winger. The Winger who took ballet and posed in Playgirl fully clothed. More clothed than when onstage. Talk about shithead. Number one, Europe's "The Final Countdown" was rightfully placed. God that song just fucking kills me. And I'm not going to complain about it anymore because I've got my mind on porn and water right now.

The worst thing about the list was, GWAR WASN'T ANYWHERE. I'M FUCKING SERIOUS, NO GWAR ON WORST METAL SONGS OF ALL TIME. I think I've just about lost faith in VH1 altogether, man.

But Gwar isn't metal. They're just shit.

I don't care if I spoiled the list for you since it hasn't officially premiered yet. Suck it up. I'll say whatever I want.

I ate all of the leftover pasta and my mom got pissed because she was really hungry. Ha ha.

Wow, Tesla really sucks. I have no idea why the fuck I bought their CD. What a waste. Hiring a nipple tweaker is more worth it than buying a Tesla CD.

Oh man, once I was watching Manhunt and one of the models during his photoshoot tweaked his nipple while he was posing before the picture was taken hahahahahaha what's the fucking point? I laughed my fucking ass off. Even if it was only a mere portion of a second. Do people deliberately touch them to check if their hard or soft? No wonder some folks pretend they're scratching their stomachs but in actuality they're trying to slowly move their hands up their chest just checking if their nipples are hard and pointy in case they get lucky. Which I highly doubt because retarded and desperate people like that are usually perverted and impotent.


Christina N. @ 7:19 PM