November 13th, a day of beauty...

Hello again fellow bloggers,
Today I went to school. It was okay I guess. Homecoming's coming up and I don't have a date. Why? Because my boo lives all the way in Panama, and I know that he won't let me go with anyone to homecoming. Buster. I can't do anything. He acts like he's my father or something. Anyways, today I am going to ask him if he'll get mad if I go to homecoming with somebody. Probably will say I can't go with anyone. Bastard. My parents were just dancing in the kitchen. God they make me sick sometimes. Two old ass people and they are so FREAKY! My mom will walk up behind my step-dad and pinch his butt. IN FRONT OF COMPANY! And then my step-dad will walk up to my mother and grab her butt or grab her boobs. You people are grand-parents. HAVE SOME COUTURE!!! I don't even do that mess (Not that I could; My boyfriend's all the way in Panama).
Anyways, nothing really happened today of any significance that is. Went to geometry class, and my boring ass teacher talked about the same stuff, over and over again. Went to photography. Had to end up using one of my friends negatives because I had put all of mine in my conference folder (damn those conferences). I had to scratch his name off the back and put mine on. I hope Mr. Hurdus doesn't notice. But then again he probably won't. I'm just so careful. I do not want to have to do that project over again. It took me long enough to do it the first time. I went to advisory. Mrs. Shackelford is a pretty cool teacher. Just don't piss her off. Except her class was kind of boring today. Oh my gosh! I this boy was all feeling on my leg during the movie we were watching. I didn't want him to stop because it felt so good. But I had to demand some self respect. Come on now, I'm in a relationship. I can't just have him feeling all over me. Well, at least that's what I had to tell my mind. Remember, my mind speaks a good word, but my body was speaking a whole nother language. I even let it get so far to wear he walked his hand all the way from my knee, to my upper thigh, almost to my pussy. Then I had to stop him. Then came P.E. The easiest class in the world. We did 5, 4, 3, 2, 1's and as usual my fat ass Mexican friend couldn't handle it. she was acting like it was killing her. Them damn skinny girls too. They like to act like someones killing them, but as skinny as they are, they should have no problem. They don't got a fat ass to carry around all day, and no pudge in the front. They get on my nerves with all that, "I'm so fat!" shit. Damn, if you're fat I must be obese! And I don't even label myself as fat. I just say I'm thicker than most people. Which is true for most people my height. How many people you know that are 5'0 and are pushing 130 pounds? I'm short and thick. Big ass, big thighs, and a little pudge in the front, that is going away because of all this working out I have been doing lately. Anyways, I hate it when people who are skinny complain that they are fat. You're not fucking fat! SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! Do they know how many people they offend when they say things like that? Complaining that they are in a size 1 instead of a size zero. Ha! I can't even remember when I last fit into a size one. My fat ass can barely fit into a size seven anymore. If you think a size one is fat, then you need to get a life. I can't stand skinny girls. They have a nice shape and everything, but come on, GET SOME MEAT ON THEM BONES!
Us thick girls have some nice shapes, but for some reason, them boys don't like to flock to us that much. They like a damn stick that pokes the hell out of them when they fucking or something. At least us thick girls have some kind of cushion. If you gone be sticking something all up in me, you might as well be comfortable while doing it. Okay, I know, that was kind of the freaky part of me coming out. HE HE HE!!
The same old loud ass people at my school pissing me off today; geeks and loners walking around as if the world is about to end; teachers assigning long ass assignments; ignorant people getting in fights. School is just full of some dumb people. But I'll be glad when I get a good paying job and I'm able to squash all them suckers with my pay-check. My sister said that all those girls who were "so cool" when she was in high-school, all ended up getting pregnant early, have a lot of kids running around now, or they ended up bums. She said that she's doing better than all those people that used to make fun of her in high-school. I guess it is true what they say. The best revenge is success. High-school is nothing compared to what we're going to face later on in life. If you spend your whole high-school career bullying, and fighting, and not giving a shit about anything, then I guess you don't give a shit about your future. I still haven't talked to my boyfriend you guys. Yes this is taking a toll on me. For the longest time, I would find myself restless at night. Then like two days ago I called my cousin, and she was like your boyfriend is always asking about you, and he's been telling us all these things to say to you, yada-yada-yada... But it made me feel good, and now, I get a good night's sleep. Let's just see how long this actually lasts. I was listening to that song, "All I want for Christmas is you." It makes me miss my boo. But here's the lyrics. It relates so much to me!
v1: I don't want a lot for Christmas,
There is just one thing I need,
I don't care about the presents,
Underneath the Christmas Tree,
I just want you for my own,
More than you could ever know,
Make my wish come true,
All I want for Christmas is you,
I don't want a lot for Christmas,
There is just one thing I need,
(And I) don't care about the presents,
Underneath the Christmas tree,
I won't even hang my stocking,
There upon the fireplace,
(I) Santa Claus won't make me happy,
With a toy on Christmas day,
I just want you for my own,
More than you could ever know,
Make my wish come true,
All I want for Christmas is you,
(Oh, You baby!)
v2:Oh, I won't ask for much this Christmas,
I won't even wish for snow,
(And I) I just wanna keep on waiting,
Underneath the mistletoe,
I won't make a list and send it,
To the Northpole for Saint Nick,
(And I) I won't even stay awake to,
Hear those magic reindeer click,
Cause I just want you here tonight,
Holding on to me so tight,
What more can I do?
Baby all I want for Christmas is you!
(you... Baby!)
Bridge: Oh, all the lights are shining so brightly everywhere,
And the sounds of children's laughter fills the air,
And everyone is singing,
I hear those sleigh bells ringing,
Santa won't you bring me the one I really need,
Won't you please bring my baby to me?
v3: Oh, I don't want a lot for Christmas,
This is all I'm asking for,
I just want to see my baby,
Standing right outside my door,
Oh, I just want you for my own,
More than you could ever know,
Make my wish come true,
Baby all I want for Christmas is you!!!!!!!!
Anyways, I love that song. I miss my boyfriend soooooooo much, and I wish I could be with him right now! With the holidays coming around, I'm going to feel so left out. Everybody's going to have their significant other, and I'm going to be the only one who doesn't have anyone to bring to Christmas and Thanksgiving dinner. My sister has her husband and her four bad ass kids, sometimes my other sister brings one of her male friends to dinner; my brother, well, he got that baby mama drama, but he brings his kids to dinner, and who do I have? No one. Unfortunately. I especially hate NEW YEARS! When the clock strikes 12:00 everybody decides it's time to kiss. I'm just sitting there mad as hell, because I don't get to do that. Wish I could though. I can't wait to get out the house. Actually I can. Hahaha! I barely have any chores, and I have people to cook for me, and do my laundry. So, I guess I can wait until I leave. I am not in no rush, because I know as soon as I leave, I'm going to have so much responsibility. Well, it's getting kind of late, Nighty- night all of you out there!