Move Over, J. Lo
It was about 1 am and Jenny and myself were walking out of Arturo's Mexican Dump...I mean Restaurant. There was a whole truck full of chachos and they kept yelling things such as, "Big Ass, big ass booty, fat booty" and things of that nature. Everyday when I walk around outside I get that. I AM AWARE THAT MY ASS IS BIG. I'm me. I think I know what stuff I have. Or so I'd hope. Are other people not aware that I know what I have? Obviously. Or maybe they know and they wanna make sure I don't forget. We'll their doing a good job of it. Now I will never forget that I have an oversized ass. Thanks to the constant fuckin' reminders.

Ahhh......in other news, yesterday was Jenny's bday party. That was pretty fun. Drunk Polish men always entertain me. Especially Osh Kosh. The party never ends with Osh Kosh. NEVER! Well that's all I'm going to say about the party. Well and we had food. Mad props for that. Oh and I slept over. That was fun. Shit I gotta read the Iliad, but it's 8:35 already. I think I'll just read the Iliad and do my Chinese homework in school tomorrow. Yep, that's it for now!
*i am the face of piss and shit and sugar, i do a crooked little dance with my funny little monkey, what i want, what i want is just your children, i hate what i have become to escape what i hated being*