But I didn't.
Yeeha. Im fat and moody now. I need food. To make the moody monster in me fat. Then it'll have high blood. Then I'll eat more lard. Then moody monster would grow fatter. Then it'll die of high blood pressure. Then I'll be free from moody monster. Then I wont be moody. RIGHT.
I feel so guilty right now cause I spent the money that was suppose to be for the dance costume on new clothes. Now I have to pray that my next pay comes soon. And im freaking out. The dance competition is next Saturday and i keep thinking that im gona trip over my own feet or maybe tear my costume or maybe tear Terence's costume or maybe trip over someone else's feet or maybe get smack by someone on the dance floor or maybe...
I just wana get into finals.

this is my moody monster. its pink cause thats my favorite colour.
Im going to feed my moody monster now. Shes hungry and shes kicking my tummy and making me moody.
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