I gave up trying to count my entries.
I finally caught The House Bunny with Karenn, Kyra and Pan. It was hilarious! I couldn’t help laughing and I think that’s the whole point of us watching comedy; you want to laugh. Its not like you’re supposed to cry when you’re watching comedy, and its not like you’d laugh when you watch a Horror film! Apparently our resident clique of Indians didn’t think so. One arsehole was making fun of us and he made a horrible impersonation of our laughter.I mean, that’s so not sexy. Too bad I couldn’t make out his face in the dark (not like as if it’s my fault right). Whatever, we’re too cool for you.
Tryouts results was whatever. I’ve been whatever-ing the whole thing, but don’t get me wrong, I am excited and happy that I am going for nationals. Lets get things straight, if you’re in the team, it doesn’t make you Hercules and it doesn’t mean that you’re sucha loser if you’re in the group or if you’re not in nationals. I will give you very good examples. *AHEM AHEM* (Disclaimer: The following examples are purely based on my opinions and are not represented or influenced by any other ideas or fictitious ill harbourings).
Citra is not in the Main Team, do you think you can find anyone in Magnum’s history who is more flexible? Karen is not in nationals, but she can hold a 2-2-1 and single liberty/heelstretch when even a male base can falter. DO YOU GET WHAT I FUCKEN MEAN?! Do you think I care that I got the highest whatever shit? do you think I’m that dumb not to know that there are much better cheerleaders in the squad?! Oh please.
Crayfish, you’re like so whatever. I mean WTH, you don’t have to ruin someone’s reputation like that. Its like really sneaky, you murthafucker. Thats MF, as in MOTHER FUCKER BTW. I mean, FUCK, no one would get turned on anyway! But that’s not the fucken point, its down right unorthodox and scumbaggy. Like a FUCKEN BETCH d’you get it? YOU’RE LIKE THE EPITOME OF WHATEVER.
I think it’s time people around here learnt some respect, or whatever that’s left of it. AND I MEAN EVERY ASPECT OF THE WORD.
OH BTW, screw the word FAMILY. WTF! We don’t even look alike! I’ll miss my BEE EFF EFFS AND BITCHIN’ COMPANY. It’s not like we’re cursed to death or anything like that, it’s just that we won’t be spending as much time together thats all! To the committee of BITCH-EOLOGY love you guys loads and thanks for the fuckin’ rockin’ goodtime filled with wholesome goodness and ermm… WE DON’T LIKE TO GOSSIP! GYEAH, RIGHT!
