January 2009
21 posts
Sheep fetish, anyone?
Anna: I should go to sleep.
Me: Then sleep! Do like Mr. Bean, pull out your poster with sheep.
Anna: Sheep turn me on.
Me: …Interesting. You should write a book, “My Fetishes and I – Memoirs of a Girl”
Anna: …
Me: What, have you already gotten it published?
Anna: Haven’t you read it?
Me: …No, I’m sorry, but I don’t think they sell it in Arnold Busck and I don’t visit Istedgade that often…
Anna: So you don’t know Big Klaus?
Me: …No.
Anna: Good for you.
LINE! What are people gonna think of me!?
Proof that my math teacher is of satanic descent.
Student: In science class, the last one to go to the board picks the next one who has to.
Math teacher: That sounds mean! I like it.
My science teacher makes everything more complicated than it is. No wonder my grades are what they are.
This is why my mom didn't become an art teacher. I...
Me: Look at my drawing!
Mom: Ahh.
Me: What does it look like?
Mom: It's a face?
Me: Yeah, but characterize it.
Mom: It's someone on drugs?
Me: Ehm no.
Mom: Someone who's surprised?
Me: No. I was thinking more like an elf.
Mom: Oh yeah. But an elf can be on drugs too.
My stomach aches. I don’t know if it’s lack of food, the smokes or the school. I’d say it’s because of school.
Got off from school two hours early so it wasn’t too bad a day except it’s freezing outside.
The internet in school is waaaay too slow. I can’t work with this people!!!
Monday, first day of school.
The first day of school after a holiday is always the same (for me at least). I don’t want to go, but I miss your friends. I still feel hungover, tired and I’m just not ready. I try to find excuses not to go, but none of them is good enough for my parents and friends to let me stay home. I try to take notes and participate in class and, but after the first hour, I feel blue and...
Yesterday I went shopping with my parents (because my dad has the money).
In Matas I saw this really ugly boy (or so I thought).
He had a fake tan, short haircut with some kind of pattern. He wore sports clothes and had a piercing on his chin.
I thought he was a prettyboy, but when he spoke I realized that he was an ugly girl. Oops I did it again.