I have to...

Aug 30, 2009 00:25

So, I like lists. And I have to much tot hink about right now, so I'll make a list of whatever I need to do. I'm gonna make it on just 10 numbers, so I won't get stupid counting to 50.

1-A story about anything. My Spanish professor told us to make a story, and then present it to the class in an original form or whatever. I'm thinking of traductiong my Jonas fic, the one on the Holocaust, change the name for German names and change the story a little bit. Present it? How? I don't know,but because it's incest and homosexuality, It's kind of hard to give to a class. More, if they're Catholic little whores.

2-The thing I'm gonna do to the little jailbait following me. So, I have a couple of classes with this 17 yr old, which is also a friend of my friend, cause yes, I'm the kind of girl has has only boy-friends. So, the guy's like fallowing me, telling me he likes kind of girls that sound like a boring personality resume about me. Asking me if I had a boyfriend, if I'm a hetero...gawd. He's awesome, but I don't like normal boys, I'm sorry. I like narcissistic literature characters and gay evangelical home-schooled supressed guitarrists with bubble butts, not artsy volcom-lover cinematography students that look like Brock from Pokemon.

3-Do something about my cousin. So, I'm IN love w/ my political cousin, I've mentioned. Hey, I take incest seriously, okay? So yeah, it's been like a year and a half almost since I last saw the bitch, he doesn't talk to me in like 6 months, 6 months that I just fell completely into depression, and now he goes and gives me a nice photoshopped picture of me, (where did he get a picture of me, and why did he make that?) with my name and asks me if I like it, and takes my word for anything he makes in his dammed photoshop thingy and talks to me and adds me to messanger. What's up with him? It's a rollercoaster with this guy. First he hates me and now I'm his Barbie doll. And then, I'm talking to him about anything normal, and I change to conversation to anything more serious, like, the fact that I love his freckles on his face, like Nick Jonas. And I told him "I love them, by the way" and he logged off in that same instant.

4-Tattoo. Miami Ikn guys are here in Puerto Rico. I've got the money, My father made the promiese to pay me that tattoo I've wanted, but...What do I want to get? Seriously, I want to get something, and I just see it, but I can't see what it is. Maybe a pink bird, something small and cute, cause I'm just 18, and it's got meaning under it. Something that makes me remember that I'm strong, that my heart and my soul are strong. I need something like that. I thought that I was getting a Twilight themed tattoo, but seriously, huh? Something HP? Idk, really.

5-Driver's license and whatever that card you get when you get 18 thing is. I need one of those, for real. I'm still living like a non-legal, and it's cute, but seriously, it's not.

6-Taylor Swift is fucking my brain up. Really, she's amazing, but she's got songs for anything. Mary's song...my life. Should be Kei's song, goddammit. I wish the end was mine. I'd lie...true. Stay beautiful, White horse, Love story, Crazier...whatever, this chick's my new Shakespeare. Idk, I need to listen to her more, but I have all her Discography in my PC and it's not fucking enough. I'm like addicted to this girl. And the thing is, she's beautiful, she's got talent, she's famous, she's got money. What more can she ask for? Joe Jonas?!? haha. She HAD him. That's amazing, cause it's true. So, really lucky babe. I wish I was her. So freaking much. I have to stop listening to her.

7-Shopping. Really, I need new things. Everything to be exact. I need shirts, ans pants, jeans, necklaces, whatever, I want it all. It's making me remember High School Musical. But yeah, I'm pretty much bored, so...yeah.

8-I might kill Danielle 'Ducky' Deleasa. And I'm not joking. There's only one Kevin Jonas, ONLY ONE! And he's marrying to this...sick bitch that used to do hair, and now she's just using his money and him. And he's...The wedding night...no. That's just...a non-virgin Jonas. I hate that sight. But well, Bahamas is close to Puerto Rico. A small plane, some waiting in the sand for the wedding on the beach and a nice jet black gun.

Until today, that's all folks.

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