fairly odd parents

should be playing right now but if I let it then Angel can't do her math homework that she's having trouble with. But that's not surprise because her school's making her add and subtract three two digit numbers at once and she's only going into second grade. Darn them Chinese teachers.

I hate how my goddamn mother teaches. She thinks standing behind the student, yelling at her face, and pinching her arm and screaming at her so much that spit flies onto her hair is teaching better than me. She's such an assface. It amazes me that she was allowed to have four children. She should have none. Really.

And she doesn't even see how "unintelligent" my brother is. Sure, I love him. Because he's funny, kind, and goddamn cute, but he doesn't write unless you make him cry from scaring him, which I don't want to do. And when you tell my mom "Oh, stop yelling at Angel, go yell at David for once." All she does is say, "What?! My David? I love my David. He's the most smartestestest person in the world. So much smarter than you, Natalie."

KLDJSACFLKDMC. And I hate it when they say my sister is perfect and I should follow her example. First of all, I get it. She raised me and all that jazz, but I'm done being raised, okay? It's not like I'm not smart myself. Might not be the most intelligent but I'm far from the most idiotic. Like seriously, she asked my how to spell DKNY, must I say more? Not that she's all that stupid herself. English is just not her subject. She's pretty good in math and science and remembering strange facts about totally worthless topics.

/rant on parents

So, look what I found in my documents.Oldie, but a goodie. Priceless.

TO REBECCA:
Oh shit, I have to start studying for that SATII.

TO LINDA:
You better write tomorrow.

TO CLARA:
I love you. Even if Becca wont' say it, I will :D .

-Natalie