Shimmy Shimmy COCOPUFFS

Well...I have just recovered from an allergic body rash that had been waiting to be evoked from my bloodstream for about seventeen years or so >:O! and what! all these times I thought I was immune to all allergens! Damn! hahahhaha!

so it was bitterly from a swordfish. A FISH. well, it's better than a vegetable HAHA!

I should just go the the Korean Mart and poke them motherfuckers. Lying there with their big ass eyeballs looking...Stupid. I should just go and point and just laugh at them for being dead and helpless. This will put more sense into the saying "the hunter is now the hunted" something lame like that. So, I've been an over showered, rash-covered insomniac for over a week. I couldn't sleep at all and having Daniel sharing my bed made it all even harder because his fat body consumed more than half my bed. I've been trying to watch what he eats and it's getting on my last nerves because the boy simply does not know which product contains fat. I scornfully shove the nutrition labels into his hands. God do I love him though, such a cute fat boy and his small beady eyes. God bless him <3

School, is a joke. I dislike the people that I have to share knowledge with. I had been planning to write a through post scrutinizing all my feelings toward school and its people but my busy schedule wouldn't allow me such sweet rants. The ghetto, gloomy environment does not induce in me the yearning to make friends and be at all myself. I don't want to get shot at and find myself walking in between a gang shoot off. Most of all I'm tired of the fat girl who wears the same nanna shoes everyday trying to get peeks at my work study journal. She walks funny and boy does she swing!! I've been observing her for quite some time now and her face is so..distorted. Almost an Unreal product. My point is, she's ugly and is fat to high heaven.

I get really annoyed when I go on the train and see an obese person taking up two seats instead of one. Way to "fit in" hahaha! Also, when they know they're unhealthy and they still EAT A LOT OF FAST FOOD. Oh geezus, *hangs head in shame* Although, it occurs to me that one day, about two weeks ago when I ventured out to look for a route to work and got lost on the last route, this nice lady helped me to find the right station. I was really surprised because I always thought all fat people were bitter and mean, not to mention hungry and clumsy. ??? who knows, I shouldn't be so critical of them.

Umm well, I have to go shower now and Daniel and I are going out for dinner tonight so I hope to come back soon and update. My life isn't all shallow and lame like that, I still have a lot to get off my chest....breast?...umm shoulders. Yes Shoulders.

ta-ta!
~my

Lights out

I woke up at 5:30 am this morning, amidst all the clanging and ruidos upstairs where the neighbors tried to tire down their kids. Subconsciously I reached out to the phone and despite the dimmed lights passing through my window I dialed for the School's hot line. The commercialized voice over the phone informed me of a two hours delay, I thought to myself "fuck it, I have bigger issues at hand" and I fell back to sleep.

My boyfriend of almost two years, Daniel and I had just escaped a car accident that left his brand new Honda S2000, naive of just three days, ruined and totally dysfunctional. That was my first car accident in the first eighteen years of my life and most importantly...we were both doing so well for ourselves, in an instant, all our hard work and sacrifices came to an abrupt end. I say to myself, to keep on praying, to keep up the optimistic faith, to keep on winning no matter how bad you're losing.

Laying in bed, Dan had left early for work in the morning and here, nothing but the stomping upstairs keeps me company, I feel the epidemic of despair crawling up my bed leg and scouring under my sheets. I must be strong for both my future and his, we've come so far to be sad over a ruined vehicle.

Let's talk about ruined futures. About a tedious future of long worked hours. It is at this moment in time where I thought of Dan's profession. He must be more...I am greedy, I'm aware of this but I'm greedy of life for him.