Skanky bitches are jealous

I had a truly thrilling day, but not as good as some other people, whose high point in their entire life was to see if my (extremely conservative) top was "appropriate" for school. Much to their disappointment, it was, even when my back was arched and my arms in the air (as we all know, this is the natural position all of us take whilst attending school, and not whilst having bondage sex). This did not stop the skanky bitch however. She still decided that my t-shirt might be unappropriate. *giggles*

The best part is that no one was asking her opinion, nor did anyone care. It must have been devastating for her when my outfit was declared okay after a brief glance by our principal.

Now, I can almost hear you wondering what kind of fucked up school I attend. Well, although it is not German, it is very much part of the Nazi/Hitler Youth/Nationalist Maidens trend going on right now amidst middle+ aged women with no life, who are thus incredibly vindictive and take great pleasure in measuring the morality of students.

What if I was aspiring to be a prostitute? It is a perfectly respectable profession, when done right. I don't see why I need to cover my shoulder blades. I don't know any guys who get hard ons looking at shoulder blades, or girls who get turned on by them (unless they belong to like Fimmel or something, but they don't, they belong to me ^^).

I am going to go and put on the sluttiest outfit ever known to man, then walk down the street and see if I get molested.

Oh, I just realized, I get molested already, even if my shoulder blades are covered. Mostly by geriatric women with no life whatsoever. Pervs.

Girl discovers her phobias

I have:

• Arachnophobia Fear of spiders
• Aeronausiphobia Fear of vomiting secondary to airsickness.
• Agliophobia Fear of pain.
• Aichmophobia Fear of needles or pointed objects.
• Athazagoraphobia Fear of being forgotton or ignored or forgetting.
• Cacophobia Fear of ugliness.
• Dementophobia Fear of insanity.
• Gerascophobia Fear of growing old.
• Hematophobia Fear of blood.
• Iatrophobia Fear of going to the doctor or of doctors.
• Lockiophobia Fear of childbirth.
• Metrophobia Hatred of poetry.
• Nosocomephobia Fear of hospitals.
• Peniaphobia Fear of poverty.
• Philophobia Fear of falling in love or being in love.
• Pnigophobia Fear of being smothered.
• Rhytiphobia Fear of getting wrinkles.
• Trypanophobia Fear of injections.

...and:
Russophobia: fear of russians... ^^ No, I know I'm not kidding anyone.

My vision is going blurry. Fuck, damn and bollocks. Amy has informed everyone that I love porn, when I actually despise it.

=(

Satan is funny

Look, t'is amusing, 40 ways of referring to Satan, the most popular baddie of all time:

• The Arch Fiend
• The Author of Evil
• Beelzebub
• The Black Gentleman
• The Black Spy
• The Black Man
• The Black Prince
• The Dark One
• Dark Lord
• Dickens
• The Evil One
• The Fallen Angel
• The Father of Lies
• The Gentleman in Black
• Goodman
• His Satanic Majesty
• Lord Harry
• Lucifer
• Mephistopheles
• The Noseless One
• Old Billy
• Old Dad
• The Old Driver
• The Old Gentlemen
• The Old Gooseberry
• Old Harry
• Old Horny
• The Old One
• Old Roundfoot
• Old Scratch
• Old Split Foot
• The Prince of Darkness
• Queed
• The Ragman
• Saint Nicholas
• Sam Hill
• Satan
• Scratch
• Skipper
• Toast
• The Wicked One

"Toast" and "Dickens" are especially frightening, whilst "Beelzebub" sounds like a rare plant which oozes pus when you squeeze it ^^

Today Natalie slapped Celeste as she thought she was being horrible to her. =(

Whilst I am not a Satanist and do not believe he actually exists, the 9 Satanic statements sound like extreme fun:

1. Satan represents indulgence, instead of abstinance!
2. Satan represents vital existence, instead of spiritual pipe dreams!
3. Satan represents undefiled widom, instead of hypocritical self-deciet!
4. Satan represents kindness to those who deserve it, instead of love wasted on ingrates!
5. Satan represents vengeance, instead of turning the other cheek!
6. Satan represents responsibility to the responsible, instead of concern for psycic vampires!
7. Satan represents man as just another animal, sometimes better, more often worse than those that walk on all-fours, who, because of his "devine spiritual and intellectual development," has become the most vicious animal of all!
8. Satan represents all of the so-called sins, as they all lead to physical, mental, or emotional gratification!
9. Satan has been the best friend the church has ever had, as he has kept it in business all these years!

Hmm...

Girl tranquilized as a horse

Hihi. I am ::numb::

I just took one of my horse tranquilizers!!

I ate like a pig today. We went to one of my favourite restaurants. Me likey eating. And sleeping.. and snuggling like a spoooon. ^^

I am depressed, however. Seems nothing good is ever happening to me. Like.. a Bosnian .. brown haired.. nose ringed... male?

Jean has stopped talking to me, after revealing David to be bisexual and him to be a homophobic. Perhaps David has eliminated him? Or maybe he has realized that I am a self-centred bitch who cares about no one but herself?

Either way, I am numb, full, bored, unsatisfied and need to wax my legs.

Girl discovers polyphasic sleep

I got home today from the amazing University convention thingy which enabled me to find out nothing except the fact that I need to do A-level mathematics (ew). Yes... where was I? I got in, I got into my pink fluffy bed, and slept for three hours straight o.O

I was so tired that I had to drag myself up out of bed when I woke up. Good news is that I will not be able to sleep tonight! Yay!

I then watched Amélie. It was quite cute and although the ending was sickeningly happy, I did refrain from sticking my hand down my throat... ^^

Out of the zillions of young "males" present at the thingy we went to, I would bet anyone 50 euros that none of them were Bosnian. See?

I am so unlucky.

But also wide awake.

Girl left crippled

Yes, that is right. I was left crippled after the horrendous events of yesterday. I was forced to walk 4520 km in shoes that were pinching and rubbing on my feet. Yes, that is right. Right now my calves are (calves ahahaha) aching and it is pissing me off. I will not walk for a week after this.

BUT we did eat at Wok directo, which was great. I pigged out until I had to undo the button on my jeans. I wore a baggy top as to hide the bulging gut which I knew I would acquire after eating there. ^_^

Hahaha I am waiting for Jean to confess to the fact that he likes to eat human flesh (raw, obviously) or to being a "necroromancer" :|

You make me feel like dancing.

Yes. You do.