i got madonna's big dick comin' outta my left ear...
if Kim's boyfriend/sex toy/"man" thing doesn't stop giving me weird looks i'm gonna put the mosh on his ass.
speaking of "the mosh" dave thought of a good idea today...start up a dance crew called "dance crew mutha fucka!" none of that hardcore "x" bullshit. a straight up ass whoopin' is what we'll bring to the pit, beotch!
CRAZY THINGS ARE GOING ON. and for once, i like it.
i hung out with Selene and CJ for a little while after school. good people, i say. Selene was surprised at the fact that my grade in Mrs. Gutherman's class is shitty. It's weird, alot of people think of me as being either:
1.) stuck up...don't know how that happens, it just does.
2.) very naive/innocent. people that have never seen me smoke get this look on their face that shouts "what the hell?!" in many volumes, much like Selene.
or...and this is my personal favorite...
3.) crazy as hell. i almost take that as a compliment.
Cj wants me to go ice skating with him and some of his friends...i don't think i'll attend, though. we're in fucking florida. what are they doing at a rink?! go to the beach or something, and i'll be on that like white on rice.
WOW
i have to turn in my topic idea for the research part of my senior project on Monday. does anyone have any ideas to offer? cause the Bank of Gina's Ideas has run kinda dry.
...the little hardcore boys are so adorable. there's one in particular that strikes my fancy, even though Toni keeps telling me that he's rather "morbid." *chuckles to myself*
oh hell, i almost forgot! i almost got in trouble for dress code today. Despite the fact that I've worn my self-thrashed Siouxsie and the Banshees shirt to school many times, Ms.Ramsey waits until today to say something about it to me. I was in the library with Sherri, Mindy, and Jess when she just crept up to me (and might i say that the bitch has that "creep walk" down pat.) One minute I was staring at a computer screen, then i hear Ms.Ramsey say "come with me to 715, please." I look over my shoulder and her head was about and inch off my shoulder. Needless to say the woman scared the hell out of me. Anyway, she took me to the hallway by some empty rooms in the library and started to talk to me...it happened like this...
Ramsey:"what's your name and what grade are you in?"
Me: "Giovanna Ortiz...i'm a senior..."
Ramsey: "have you been here all four years?"
Me: "yeah, i was in Magrino's journalism class for two years."
Ramsey: "oh yeah! i remember you now..."
after this, she was rather friendly to me. she told me to watch what i wear and what not. but there was no need to scare the daylights out of me for no reason. ugh.
speaking of "the mosh" dave thought of a good idea today...start up a dance crew called "dance crew mutha fucka!" none of that hardcore "x" bullshit. a straight up ass whoopin' is what we'll bring to the pit, beotch!
CRAZY THINGS ARE GOING ON. and for once, i like it.
i hung out with Selene and CJ for a little while after school. good people, i say. Selene was surprised at the fact that my grade in Mrs. Gutherman's class is shitty. It's weird, alot of people think of me as being either:
1.) stuck up...don't know how that happens, it just does.
2.) very naive/innocent. people that have never seen me smoke get this look on their face that shouts "what the hell?!" in many volumes, much like Selene.
or...and this is my personal favorite...
3.) crazy as hell. i almost take that as a compliment.
Cj wants me to go ice skating with him and some of his friends...i don't think i'll attend, though. we're in fucking florida. what are they doing at a rink?! go to the beach or something, and i'll be on that like white on rice.
WOW
i have to turn in my topic idea for the research part of my senior project on Monday. does anyone have any ideas to offer? cause the Bank of Gina's Ideas has run kinda dry.
...the little hardcore boys are so adorable. there's one in particular that strikes my fancy, even though Toni keeps telling me that he's rather "morbid." *chuckles to myself*
oh hell, i almost forgot! i almost got in trouble for dress code today. Despite the fact that I've worn my self-thrashed Siouxsie and the Banshees shirt to school many times, Ms.Ramsey waits until today to say something about it to me. I was in the library with Sherri, Mindy, and Jess when she just crept up to me (and might i say that the bitch has that "creep walk" down pat.) One minute I was staring at a computer screen, then i hear Ms.Ramsey say "come with me to 715, please." I look over my shoulder and her head was about and inch off my shoulder. Needless to say the woman scared the hell out of me. Anyway, she took me to the hallway by some empty rooms in the library and started to talk to me...it happened like this...
Ramsey:"what's your name and what grade are you in?"
Me: "Giovanna Ortiz...i'm a senior..."
Ramsey: "have you been here all four years?"
Me: "yeah, i was in Magrino's journalism class for two years."
Ramsey: "oh yeah! i remember you now..."
after this, she was rather friendly to me. she told me to watch what i wear and what not. but there was no need to scare the daylights out of me for no reason. ugh.