Ugg Boots + Nuva Rings = Bad Day
hi blog
what a day!
i was going to right you from school today but like my stupid math teacher makes me turn off my hello kitty treo before he starts class. like he doesnt make any of the boys turn off there nextel phones so all you hear is
bleep! bleep! yo dog you there...
bleep! bleep! what up g, in math class...
bleep! bleep! oh, my bad....
im like SO sick of walky talkees and timbraland boots. When did dresing /sounding like a repair man became cool? boys at school are such ass bandits!
Then after lunch which i didnt eat because it was "pizza" I ran in to Rachel The Whore who stoppid by my locker and was like 'Oh Sally you better stop dressing like JonBenet before some one comes along and chokes YOU...like in the parking lot after school.' And I was like 'Oh Rachel knowbody wears Ugg boots anymore since they caught that serial killer with the fetish for white girls with stank feet and no unique sence of style.'
so I come home and get into a screeming match with my mother whose is like forcing me to use that damn nuva ring despyte the fact it looks like vaginal lamprey and..uh..im alreidy pregnant!!! So off to my bathrroom i went to play with my new medicle bear trap and like i got it tangled up in my fetus so i just flushed it...the nuva ring not the fetus. SO like now i have to find ways to use the nuva rings so my pagan mother will leave me alone.
I disidid to give some of them to Mary Alice's brothere because he has a paper rout and like he ran out of elastics to put around his paper so now he can use nuva rings. I mean it makes the most sense because now the poor people he dilivers news prapers too can afford birth control and like stop reproducing in big lots.








