"hola paco. quieres un taco?" (i said) "no thanx. mexican food makes me puke," (said the world.) "porque?" (i asked) "because its toooo greasy." (the world said.) [why isnt "failure by designer jeans" on purevolume working???!!!] "oh. you're talking about cheap mexican food stupid college drop-outs make and sell at corners so they can buy themselves some nasty mcdonald's food." (i said.) "yeah. do you know Billy Bob Joe? that's where i get tacos." (the world said) "what kind of taco did billy bob joe make you?" (i asked el mundo.) "he made me a beef and lettuce and cheddar cheese taco. with mild hot sauce." (the world said, turning green.) "QUE? the REAL tacos have panela, frijoles gisados, and tapatio. those are the most common. another favorite is carne de rez asada con cebolla y ajo, frijoles recien cosidos, y chirmole. also queso fresco. queso fresco..." [tacos vary a lot. depends on part of mexico/latin america.] (i said.) "can i have a taco?" (the world was hopeful...) "no." "why not!!!" "because. just because. also because the first time i asked you, you said no. i have to go. " (i leave. the world is sad. it really wants a taco. el mundo sadly walks away toward billy bob joe's.)
ATREYU!!! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!! "the theft" is stuck in my head again. ay no.
i have a question for people: what are you all on? grass? im assuming grass because you are very stupid, and that can only happen from killing your brain cells while being locked in your room, and smoking grass while mommy and daddy/mommy or daddy are away. seriously though, what are you all on? i was/ am wondering because wierd things are happening again.
for-example,-but-not-really, this guy kept telling me i am wierd, and i was like, "yeah. i know. i dont care." then he goes "its because you only talk to your friends and stuff, or you dont say anything." then, i was like, "i dont talk because i chose not to." then he said that i was wierd, and i said that people have been telling me im wierd for years, and that i knew. then he shutted up and a girl whose name also starts with an M told me he smelled really bad, and couldnt i smell it? and then i said the stench didnt reach me, and she said she thought he hasnt showered in a few days. then i read 1 chapter of the book im on today. also, people ARE ASSUMING THINGS AGAIN!!! dammit. plz stop. andale? por favor? te doy un dulce... [im using begging as a stratagy this time.] has anyone noticed i have stopped taking god's name in vain? i know. im improving. anyway, plz, stop assuming. ask me if unsure. plz be unsure. gracias.
i havent done my homework yet... "shame, shame on me... come again?...shame, shame on ME..." -fftl. heroine.
[censored for content. someone she knows might have read that...]
that was a smart way to get someone to click on the link. plz click on the link. really, i wrote something... but erased because someone i know might read this. someone like D. she will ask. i will answer. plz call her at (***) ***-****. click on her #, plz. anyway, i think mcdonald's food is nasty, "nastick" as my little-est sister says. i almost threw up. never again will i take whatever my people bring me back from a trip to somewhere. even if i am starving as i was that day. plz click on that link. look up christmassacre. and failure by designer jeans. and X12 days of Xxxmasx. and note to self. and secrets dont make friends. and the latest plauge. and world war me. and shame shame. ["just bodies... they bite they scratch they crawl at golden souls, hue pictures you wont see or ever know. just bodies, these golden souls with pictures were deleted, heaved into the ocean to DROWN with their brothers. their brothers..." might be off at a few places. i wrote the words without shame shame playing or the website. i was listening to the levy at the time.]
i have to go. "we wont be taken alive!!!" amen. guess who said that? i have to go. adios. read the following:
1. what happened to lani garver
2. life of pi
3. this other book, that i havent read yet. it takes a lot to be in my top 3 books. chah. someday...
i REALLY have to go. do math HW. adios for the second time, D. ablame.
-gaby. i still hate it when someone spells gaby in any other way. cuatro letras. g-a-b-y. i could spell that with EASE in kindergarten.
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