date: january 27, 2001
time: 12:00 a.m.
listening to: nothing
talking to: chrissy
feeling: sickly, i'm having a coughing attack
wearing: navy blue and green pajama set
eew my last entry SUCKED. it was way too short. but since i suck, this one probably will be too... and my mom keeps yelling at me.
oh yeah, DWAYNE is over and she was like, "go to bed" cause she wanted to... i'm like, "i just fucking got on, no..." she started yelling at me BEFORE the goddamn dialing was even done. so she keeps yelling at me, and i'm like, "YOU are the one who wanted the damn computer in the room right next to yours. blame yourself." gah. lol, i'm so mean to her.
my hair is a rather disgusting shade of yellow blonde. the bleach didn't stay on long enough last night, so the turquoise looked like mierda (shit in spanish, whee chrissy!) overtop of it. i mean it looked like fucking baby poo. i took a picture of it. look.

pretty ugly, huh? yeah. so i refused to go to school with nasty hair like that, cause it'd be embarassing, so my mom let me stay home. baaaaahahah. AND i'm staying home on monday, cause we'll be in canada still. so today i layed around and bleached my hair again, not once! but twice. to get it all out, and blonde, so the turquoise would work. i sooo fried my hair. but i deep conditioned like, five hundred bazillion times. okay, three times. lol. but i left it on for like 20 minutes each time. it's alright. it's not falling out yet, lmao.
tomorrow night...er, tonight, i'm going to see margo's sister's band with her at the... shelter? yeah. but i figured that if i did my hair turquoise today, that i'd have to wash it before the concert on sunday.... and i reallllly don't want to do that, cause i'm afraid it'll ruin the color. and i don't want to look shitty when i meet the moffatts, right? right. so i'm just going to keep my repulsive yellow-blonde hair for melody's concert, and do it the morning before we leave. *cackles* oh yes. so to top off my ugly hair, i'm going to wear the brown thrift store bowling team shirt meg send me to the concert. melody's, not the moffatts. lmao. oh yeahhhh. i'm bad, i'm bad, you know it. o_O
oh christ, that face is so funny. chrissy and i have been cracking up over it for like, a week. LMAO. last night was particularly amusing, including convos about gak and if someone's name was outlook express, and ike's lazy eye. i swear, we ARE cool. hahahah. oh yes.
i need to do my math homework today. don't let me forget. ;D i don't get how to do it though, so i'm fucking doomed. i have to do 21 problems and read two chapters of all quiet on the western front before tuesday, too. baaah. i suck. oh well.
they had a fan club thing about no doubt on vh1 today! *claps* and they reaired the 'behind the music', so i taped it. yay! i love gwen. i forced dwayne and my mom to watch it with me after about 9348720349 hours of 'jackass'. haha. love me, johnny knoxville... his real name is pj clapp. o_O and he's like MARRIED and has a KID! *WAILS* not fair, i tell you.
sarama's mom hates me. lol bitch is going DOWN! hahahahah.
i've been going around all day talking like daniel johns... teehee. "be nice and geeeve everyone keeeses." I LOVE YOU, DANIEL. and of course quoting david spade... "'housekeeping! you want me fluff your pillow! housekeeping! you want mint for pillow! housekeeping! you want me jack you off!' 'what the HELL kind of hotel is this??'"
i don't think i forgot anything...
oh, in spin magazine, they were reviewing leslie carter's single, "like wow". *vomits* yes, please kill me. anyway, the guy was like, "her brothers include backstreet boy's nick carter and mall-boy aaron carter. she's coming and she's going to disney channel the fuck out of you." i was like ROLLING AROUND cracking my ass up. oh fuck, it was so funny... i'm going to cut it out and tape it on my wall or something. hahahahaha.
bridget and i are causing ruckus on the m2m message board. *cackles* girls had better learn not to insult one of our own. *hisses*
that's it. laterrrr.