1.15.2004

A Post Posted A Bit Late

I hate you aol. I hate you so much..

I had this wonderful post all typed and pretty and just as I was about to publish it..AOL just decides to turn off completely. I hate this g*ddamn piece of shit. Ok..breathing. My chi is balanced. Let's see what I can remember what I posted.

The first day of finals is official OVA. Thank God. I actually did better in my math final than I had hoped. But I did worse than I could have ever imagined in Chem. It was such a horrible experience, to see everyone else around you scribbling madly on their test paper and me, just sitting there with a dumb look on my non-makeup face. I hate that feeling of defeat, and I experience it everyday.

Speaking of those odd feelings I experience, I get to go see Dr. Mendoza, my shiny new psychistrist. Can't wait to see how well this one goes over. My only hope is that I get fixed in some way or another. Pills even sound promising now. Amanda just called me, I don't think I've had an emptier conversation ever. It was all about her and her boy troubles. I don't even have a boy to have trouble about and she has tens of hundreds of them to choose from. It's not fair I tell you. Speaking of Amanda, let me tell you a story blog, let me tell you one. I had to go to the bathroom at school and you know us girls, we have to have someone to go in there with us, so I found Amanda and I dragged her into the bathroom. I was mortified at the way I looked, my pants looked they they were going to burst open at any second and my makeup and hair was atrocious to say the least. And there was Amanda, skimply dressed just floating about the room. I never hated someone so much in my life.

Oh and one more thing. Hey, America's Next Top Model..you are BULLSHIT. Complete and utter fucking bullshit. You are the reason girls like me have eating disorders, a size 2 is plus size? Why don't you guys just stick a "fucking fat ass whale" sticker on me. It's going to suck when lots of girls finally commit suicide because of you guys and your impossible beauty standards. It's people like you that make me cry myself to sleep at night. Thanks. Thanks so much.

Listening : Unwritten Law - Lonesome
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