Since everytone is making their own books, i wanna make mine.
Im still writing yours kihan
Life isnt easy.
I mean, sometimes blue eyeshadow clashes with green eyeliner,
And when life throws you lemons itn happens to throw a banana skin and you rapidly fall and get stung in the eye, (By that darn lemon) but thats life.
Thats just life.
Thats what my apprently best friend told me, as i was blowing up after she stole my ex-boyfriend who was a total emo now but i still had a crush on him, (You know the story).
It especially makes it harder when your Mum, the only old woman in the world that you could ever trust, throws a bomb at you.
That bomb happened to be.... Well we've only jsut started, why dont you work it out?
Mornings.
I am so NOT a morning person. Who ever thought of,
'Oh hey, let's send poor innocent teenages to school,
where they have to wake up at such an early time that their eyes
fall out with tiredness"
Which is totally unfair, because when you try to keep your precious eyes inside their socket, by snoozing a bit, you get told off by the teacher
"Zara Crow! (That's me by the way), WAKE UP THIS INSTANT!" Says the old horrible frosty cold heartless creature of a teacher.
"Sorry, Miss but it's your fault for making me get up early." I say.
That's why detention is horrible.
You try knocking sense into those teachers but then you're 'backchatting' and blah blah...
By know you're probably thinking, 'OH MY GOSH WHAT A MOAN. UR.'
Im sorry.
Like I said, Im REALLY. Not a morning person.
I catch up with Gwen and Consta, my two best friends.
"Hi!" Gwen immediatly says
COnsta smiles.
Consta.
Honestly, I mean, Consta!?
Who would name their child Consta?! Did they think os Costo and make more letters? Did they struggle making a original name?
Buy a baby book!
And it realy dosent help as her full name is Consta Gate.
Try saying that out loud.
See what I mean?
Gwen is an awsome name. You think of Gwen Stafani, hot, sexy, cool. (Im not a lesbian.)
Zara is a cool name too. You think of exotic, wild places. (Ha ha! Me!? Exotic!?)
Consta Gate is not an awesome name. You think of shit, tablets, and piles.
Consta Gate is not a cool name. You think of doctors, rubebrbands.
Dont even ask why I chose rubber bands, I was on a roll
"So hows Pot and Belly?" I ask
Pot and Belly are Gwen's pet potbelly pigs.
Yes, my world is surreal.
"I dont know..they seem a bit sick." Gwen sighs
Sick? Sick!? They spend their day eating mud.
"Sick? Sick!? They spend their day eating mud!" I say.
"I know. I need to keep them indoors." Gwen says.
"H. H. Hi Zara." Dwayne gasps in front of me. We stop abruptly.
Dont get me wrong, Im not a bully. I dont kick people for money. By this guy, he is a geek. A scary ione at that. He pops out of nowhere, complete nowhere, and starts babbling useless facts about how to tell a male from a female.
"Whatever!" Consta growls.
Consta is a growling person.
You can tell.
"..You feel sorry for him, kinda." Gwen says after Dwayne runs off
Gwen is a sweet innocent little child.
"That's his fault for not taking a hint of saying facts about life isnt cool." Consta growls again.
I sigh.
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