Clique

I just watched The Clique.
I'm having those nerve attacks, I feel like I'm getting dumber from it.
This movie, I guess watching porn make more sense.
So, I feel only half sorry for his blond bitch.
It shows everything.
Popularity is a curse.
And the distasteful demonic prayers, they won't die.
Lost souls won't rest, until they'll had their lives.

So, today is comparable to hearing about calories, fats, muscles and abs, from the guys I hate to sit with (I swear, they might become anorexic one day, all the bullshit they saying).

Sorry for talking this way, it's the characters that the actors playing.
Just want to shoot my head, believing that somewhere, there are people like this.

At the first lesson, gym.
I hate gym.
Not to activate myself.
But with who.
The teacher is disrespectful, especially for girls, because it's too much to ask for soccer once in a while.
The girls, barely want to move, then they demand that they fat, and I need to compliment them to raise theirs already low self esteem,

So, soccer+girls+me= disaster and explosion.
I can't play with them, morons.
I know it's snobby.
But, I only asked to have a real sport lesson.
He give us normally annoying volleyball, that I'll never count as a sport.
Why?
Because I don't move.
I have well working human body for a reason.
Goddamn, there's a reason why I played for 7 years of my short life with the boys.
THEY MOVE AND DO SOMETHING.
Girls are like balloons, you need to do everything.

And then, I colored the slogans and posters for our class group in the quiz.
My friends are so stupid, complete tayls.
And I'll get them stuck to my ass, long tail, made from draggs.
So I hate people who can't decide (Dr. Doof, Phineas and Pherb).
And with it, it includes tons.

Decide it, friends or foes.
Decide it, me or her.

I know world aren't black and white, but in mine, you should separate light to dark!
I was so pissed, I need to have a vacation, from life, for one short day.
Spend time with all the answers.

Then, we went to the quiz.
Sucked.
They lost.
At least I've been for long time this classy bitch.
For the whole day.
Just being flirty and mature and smart.
That's all.
And being a taylo, if not, goodbye.
I have a lot of tayls, it's like building a card house from blocks.

I can't decide what's better, to be in a movie, or in my life.
Movie.
Even Twilight.
Where everything that girl want that happen, happen to her friend.
I'm sick of it all.


Mostly from this Yali, fuck this pretending tayl!
So, why I'm so pissed off?
This movie.
This Claire, well, Yali once hacked to my account and insulted my cousins!
How different?
No different, but I was innocent.
Now doom is coming.
I'm trail to get my black wings.
Wings from transforming karma.
The karma guardian.
Nice.


I want to see Cruel Intentions.
I see it as inspirational movie.
Being the seducing girl.
Oh, how sweet is it?
Me and my best guy friend, or my family.
Having bets, who I'll seduce?
Sweet.
Very sweet.

I like the album title, Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge.
One day, I'll be able to say it.


This movie gave me a headache.
I'm leaving to see Cruel intentions, and then to write the starting post on, make me, the part of alpha.
And meanwhile search for more.


Goodbye, darlings.
Let's hope that all of our enemies will breath the poisonous gas of misery.
And maybe to find an English dictionary, the more you know, the stronger you get.
Believe me.

Berries, survivors,
I hope you'll make it.