Dec 14, 2004 16:36
Alrighty, what is with these e-mails with you people jacking on my ham? I'll like my crack, even if it's bad for me. I know crack is naughty, both connotations. I've tried not liking the crack, but it's too good! Can't help myself. So you people can SHOVE IT!
And as for you Kaitlin, you are now officially the new Pilsbury Dough Girl though you have like no fat. But that's okay, cause I will keep poking you until you squeal like a little P-CHAN! There will be no more of that P-chan crap...Sasha and Kystal calling me P-chan...little black pig. Is it just me or does anyone else think that name has a bit too much truth to it? Yeah, well, just so you all know, if you call me P-Chan, I will kirk on you.
Leaving on that pleasent note, I need to do my government and bio homework before my stupid choir concert. Don't wanna go. I will have to wear that horrid dress which only draws more attention to my unhotness, but Kaitlin's right - that dress flatters no one.
Another thing that annoys me about choir is, well, Weberg. He gave this mini lecture about how we can't tell other people that we suck because we'll ruin the mystique that is "Camerata". He said that someone in Concert Choir said that "Camerata is doing badly this year" and I was all "I could have told you that". Maybe I'm just being a bitchy perfectionist, but I really don't think we are all that great. There are lots of things that I think I could help fix, but Weberg wouldn't take advice from me, too busy kissing Kyle's tush. Kinda annoying, it's like, "Blah Weberg, shut the f@*% up!", but as we all know, I can't say that to him. He'd poo a golden egg or something.
I'm still not his light-flipping ho though...