I should eat less.
But today, I ate more in the morning, and today, no purple, no hurt ribs, I even wasn't tired!
Look, breakfast I'd eat like a king, lunch like a prince (admit it, princes are much better than princesses, best example is on avatar, but I watch cartoon and anime too much), and dinner, well, no, dinner I won't eat.
I want to be skinny, and thin, and beautiful, but I don't want to faint, and I want to stay in the sport class, and I want to join the army (it's a must, but sometimes they won't let you, because you are unhealthy), but I can't when I see the world changing colors, to purple and yellow!
It's so hard to make this decision, because the consequences may change, my future, it's a risk I can't take.
He did it!
He stood up!
I watch -again- I Used To Be Fat and Josh, he's a surfer, and for three years he couldn't stand up on his board, he weighed 315 lbs (142.8 kg), after 110 days (a little more than 3 months), he weighed 198 lbs (99 kg, I think).
This guy, is a legend, he changed so much, he's looking amazing.
You know what would suck?
If I'd found myself, all the sudden, in London, wearing a huge coat, and a bottle in hand, and guess what's the worst of the situation? I can't mock British people, and their fancy accent.
Okay, please tell me I'm the only one that gets confused from a book over 2 point of views, but I just discovered something that's making me twice as confused, a movie with two point of views, I watched Batman: Year One, I got confused, every minute "he's batman? No, he can't be him... Wait? Is he batman?! Yeah! Wait, no..", it's confusing!
You know, yesterday night, I discovered that people with parent issues, become pretty successful, my information is mostly from movies, but, it doesn't matter.
That's My Son, with Adam Sandler (it's one of the bests), Han Solo is a successful business man, Zuko from Avatar, he grew a beard, and a bun, and long hair, and he had a girlfriend that didn't mind to kill his sister, I probably should have more examples, but not good as the rest, like Jenna, well not the best example, but she became, hmm, normal? I guess that's the most you make when you are Jenna.
I want more food.
I ate about 2000 today, I feel like I shouldn't.
I ate ice cream, and chocolate, and about 5 ice pops, and pizza (homemade), and breakfast, that I barely remember, and so many snacks, and burger (only the meat) with rice.
I don't know what to do!
It's hard, I want to enjoy as a teen with all the snacks (its like my body demand for sweets), and still be thin, and not even look like the "fat girl" that I will be, since my hatred to dancing and the fact that probably 95% precent of the girls there, dancing, and looking perfect (puberty haven't got them yet, I've been caught on the fourth grade dammit).
Ok, I just ate half pizza (still, homemade), and salad.
I want to eat ice cream.
You know what I just did?
I went to the kitchen, opened the fridge, took the can, and exactly when I came to opened it I said silently "I don't need you to be happy!" And returned it to its place.
Then I went to the room, done 100 jumping jacks (I really like doing them, it's perfect for my room space, small, and I can do it in front of my tv!
I'm lazy with dreams!
It's -barely- a free country!
I should raise a specie of human like creatures, that would look a bit like animals, and manga (I'm kind of obsessed with Japan, it weird, but I love them!), and we'll create the crappiest country ever!
Drinking from 18 (like on Israel, but it's still better than 21).
School is for your own time, because when you start to grow up, your biological clock is changing (meaning, you can't sleep at the same time you used to, and waking up is the same thing), so you can change school time (though you'd have to keep up harder).
And guess what? I won't be the princess!
I'll be mother fucking king, I'd kidnap gaga and she'll be the queen (mother-monster people! Hello!), and you know what?
We all live by the beach, and by the mountain, so we can snowboard, surf, and skate, all the time.
And you know what would be awesome?
We would be broke!
Yay!
Well, I forgot to tell you about surfing!
I got few awesome waves!
It's by now the best day of surfing for the week.
And thanks to Awkward. I remember this boy's eyes!
It was like turquoise-blue, it was incredible.
I like eyes, and walking, it's weird, but since this semester course that gave you a spotlight on how we work, mentally, it got me, and it's so deep.
That bitch!
I'm not surprised, I already saw this episode, but like every other thing I like!
But come on fucking Sadie!
Am I the only one that always get surprised and feel the exact same way (sometimes it changes after situations on real life), when something happens in something I like?
Avatar, every time, over and over, it's probably one if my favorites, but when Jet was dying and said that hell be okay, and then when they walk away, and Toph says "he's lying", I get sad, and when Zuko, Azula, Mai, and Ty Lee, sabotaging and destroying that party on Amber, it was happy, I love Ty Lee! She's funny!
I should go and open a group like anonymous alcoholists, just for cartoon addicts, because I guess, I'm in a relationship, with tv programs that I admire.
I've gotta pee.
You know, I believe that once, is piss in the woods, and I'll get a tiara or a crown (crown is better, if it'd look old with red velvet, and gold, and gems, than dreams come true!), because if you saw Zack & Cody: suite life on deck (when I wrote for the first time I wrote xack an my iPhone tried to crack, it's weird, my iPhone, is a drug addict), you saw the episode in the woods of somewhere, and zack peed there and found a tiara or something.
I'm waiting for mine!
I don't know why, but last night I had creepy dream (kind of nightmare), and than even weirder one, where I had to make diy outfit for superman (probably inspired from Danny Phantom, where he used sheet as a cape, I got blue shirt as a cape), and guess what?
I'm pretty good at diy!
I like heart breaks, it makes me sad and happy at the same time.
I'm like "I get you bro" (or sis, but I don't like most of females), and than "what have you expected?!" And evil laugh at the end, because I love evil people, if they aren't creative, they are not evil, they are just, mean.
It took me 15 minutes to understand why they do on Sweet Sixteen for fifteen years old girl, thanks to her accent when she speaks Spanish, it's her Quincenera!
I'd probably never knew it, but thanks to Disney Channel, I do.
You know how much I hate to be in specials religious/traditional rituals (thanks to Keeping Up With The Steins, I know how to use a word better).
Bat mitzvahs, 12 year old girls that is barely evolved, making a lame party, and doing the closest (but it's much cheaper, most of times), to make something on Sweet Sixteen style.
And they don't even do the bible thing, fuck you children, you ruined awesome things that let you throw taffys and chocolates on kids.
You know what I would do?
Instead of making stupid little bitches party (which I avoided doing, because age is just a number, and that number can make a difference under the law), throw an 18 party, and enjoy vodka with simple mango juice (my first alcoholic drink), and beer, tons of beer, because when I was three, I took few sips from my dads cup, and threw up, so, may the vomiting begin!
Yes, I'm weird, but it's better, now instead of making lame party with terrible outfit, I'd throw an awesome party, like, a little brighter than the black hearts party (Awkward. Addict, when Ming -her nickname is Mimi, it's my nickname in Mandrin too!-), just with lights, and no make up, because the only one that is allowed to wear any, is Sokka, though, he looks like a raccoon, and barely stayed on his feet when Zuko came to their village, and it was awesome, actually, Sokka is awesome, when he drank this cactus juice, and talked to a "mushroom", it was awesome.
I think that in some point, people who bleach their hair, their brain is just, getting bleached too, it's awful.
If you saw the "right" people in your life, you understand.
Just, people, dye it blond, don't act sterotypically by blond "rules".
The only thing that will show you how annoying it is to be judged by stereotypes (that is not me, because, come on, I'm never a good example), is Alf, the weird brown alien, that wanted to eat cats, and made a funeral for an ant (I did it too, Latisha was a wonderful friend, she died, I loved her, best ant I've ever met).
I don't like New Orleans, from two reasons, this girl on Sweet Sixteen, and once I saw something on MTV, I think the name is Real Life : New Orleans, and there were two guys, that wiped their asses, on their friend's hello kitty pillow/doll.
And they shave each others asses...
I have terrible reality media.
He sings nice this guy on the Barbie party, I just love that the crew uses the bands that nobody actually knows.
It's like, you want to die laughing!
But fuck, they have weird enough things, like, getting in a fucking Barbie box (80's themed party), and for you to know, the last thing is do, it's to get out from a plastic box from a choice, I'm more like wooden one, like closets, dressers, and sometimes, beds, and backpacks.
I like to get in the middle of my blanket.
I have no idea why.
Goodbye.
And have you noticed that my mood can change really fast on posts, it's like reading a bipolar year, in one page!
Berries, Survivors,
I hope you'll make it.
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