Wednesday, December 13
I woke up on a bad note this morning. Apparently, I went to bed at 2:00 in the morning the night before and was too delirious to set my alarm correctly and set it on 6:55PM instead of AM, so I overslept for 20 minutes. For some reason, my mom was being a fucking shmuck and didn't even bother to wake me up even after my sister was done with her morning routine and left for school. She just fucking left me to almost being late for school.

Motherfucker, I didn't go to school yesterday because I didn't feel like doing a fucking paper. Do you really think that I'd skip again for no fucking reason? Especially if it took me all fucking day to finally write the paper and am ready to hand it in so that I won't fucking fail? Whatevs. I'd tell her to go eat shit but she makes me food and sews up the holes in my pants. Other than that, being around her is like being in a turrential downpour of insults and self-mutilation because she thinks that I am dangerous. Now who could have ever thought of that?

Come on, my life consists of nothing but schooling and working. In between the midst of all that crap scouring the Net for used CDs and satirizing this messy world that I live in. Does she really think otherwise? I don't even want to say what she thinks I am. What would totally scare the living shit out of her is that I've already made somewhat of a dumbshit plan to move out. If I get into a decent school and attain somewhat of a stable income, I'll be out of New Jersey by the time I'm at least 20 years old, hopefully. That's what I'm aiming for, but judging on my current habit of being a lazy motherfucker, I really don't know.

Since I only had about five hours of sleep last night and woke up to a late start to the day, I therefore was very pissy and pressured to study for a test first thing in the morning that I had completely forgotten about. So after getting breakfast (because food will always be my #1 priority), I went and found my classroom and sat on the floor against the lockers to study for a good fifteen minutes or so a-fucking-lone. Then very much to my dismay and anger, this fat kid who has somewhat of a liking towards me walks up to me and tries to start up a goddamn conversation even if I did sternly say to him from the beginning: "I didn't study." I never looked up at him from my papers at all, not even for a second. My brows just arched more and more rigid as I got more and more pissed off. He wouldn't leave me alone and kept pestering me if we had any homework in our english class and spoke up stupid shit that he thinks is humorous and entertaining therefore worthy of me putting all my shit aside to speak to him, even if I did distinctly say that I really needed to study.

So I think he sort of then got the message and stops blabbering. But he doesn't go away. He is still standing by me, in the same fucking spot as he first made himself comfortable when wanting to bother me, and waits there, waiting for the bell to ring. Dude, get a fucking life. If you're going to impress me, grow some balls instead of fat cells, kapeesh?

It is completely unfair that the ugly and awkward dudes always go after me. There's a spanish guy at work who liked me right from the first minute he saw me on his first day of work at Banana Republic. Surprise? Horny spanish guys and black guys just loooove the asians. I don't fall for that shit like the rest of the ho's of my kind do. Fucking firecrotch, man.


Christina N. @ 5:48 PM