Sunday, December 19, 2010

At Christina's

We both just came back from an epic shopping trip. And by epic shopping trip, I mean, none of us bought anything. And by none of us, I mean we both ended up using coupons. Also, I now know html. Go me! I am so awesomely epic.


I went undergarment shopping. Hey Inx, I went and bought my own lingerie. Ta da! It's pink and satin-y and I like it. Hehe I'm awkward. Anyways, now I am at C-'s, and I am blogging from her computer. I definitely think that blogging is an obsession for me, since I can't seem to walk away from it. At all. Ever. Forever. It has enslaved me. 


I am a hungry child. I am a very hungry child. FEED MEEEEEE. But I -- NO VEGETABLES. VEGETABLES ARE THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE. I ate a very old subway sandwich. But it was oddly good. Watch me die in approximately three hours. And then I won't need to app to any other schools because I am DEAD. That would be extremely obnoxious, considering that I already got into college. Yes.

Also, today I saw Alex and Akash at the mall. It was kind of weird, since Akash seemed to have grown five thousand feet since the last time I saw him, which was only about two or three weeks ago. You grow really, really, really fast. Also I awkwardly yelled in a mall. 

There is a tiny cactus on Christi's desk. I don't even. It's like it had stunted growth. I'm pretty sure it's not supposed to have stunted growth. STOP STARVING IT. IT IS PLANT CRUELTY. I can't figure out how to spell cruelty. It looks really weird. Also, I never know what song I am listening to, but I can always sing along. It's kind of really weird. I have a very intense memory for tunes, but not for names. Or faces. Or associating tunes and voices with faces and names. I can't recognize people for the life of me. I am going to not recognize my boss one day.

Oh, I was going to start writing my story today. So, Linali ran into a tree. No, the tree was just in her way. And then she roundhouse kicked it into submission. With four inch stilettos. That are black and shiny. Actually, they can be four inch stiletto boots, because those are a lot more practical, instead of sandals. Boots protect her feet a lot more. And they are designer - but not the normal designers. They are custom made to be waterproof, bulletproof, fireproof, but still super stylish and stain-proof. Like stainless steel. Except for a lot more fashionable. Made from alligator skin. She roundhouse kicks PETA members too for being scornful of her. She has kickass boots, and everyone should appreciate them. Actually, I don't know about that. I'm not sure I totally like the idea of killing furry creatures. YES, ALLIGATORS ARE ALSO CUTE FURRY LITTLE ANIMALS. DON'T DISCRIMINATE AGAINST THEM. She also drives cars that don't have great mileage. She drives a black convertible. And likes zooming down roads. Wearing black leather, and having her hair down. And awesomely badass shades. So, she has faux alligator skin boots. Because even though she slaughters humans like there's no tomorrow, she still doesn't plan on killing too many little critters. Actually, I'm pretty undecided about if she should have real animal skin on her boots. Because it's not like she's a vegetarian. Because there is an obvious correlation between vegetarianism and not wearing animal skin. Actually, I'm going to describe her killing outfit. Just kidding, she can just wear really comfortable, skintight black clothing. Because leather I think would be a little bit restrictive. Actually, she has a favorite designer that hides out in the middle of Sweden that designs her clothing. Just because she's an assassin doesn't mean she doesn't love fashion with a vengeance. Sometimes she even accessorizes with human teeth just kidding, more like shark teeth. Or no, not really, she likes metal spikes more. Actually, she's not very goth. She's more modern/edge. Her hair is very easy to  manage, it's medium length to long, but not too long. It's silky black, and coveted by guys. She's such a maneater. But not literally. She just shoots them. She's not much of a cannibal. In fact, she only eats gourmet food - but it's not great for an assassin to have lots of staff living in her house, so she is a really kickass cook. She even does her own cleaning. She's pretty intense with a vacuum. In her giant house. She does intense cleaning once a month, with smaller cleaning -- wait, she can just live in a smart house that cleans itself. No... that's problematic. Just a normal, large, modern house. Not a condo, because she needs an underground lair. Okay, I think I'm done for today. And I still haven't started writing it yet. Oh dear. 


Yes, I need to do college apps, Inx, because I like other programs better at different schools. 


I'm hungry. Get me food now please.

2 comments:

  1. Should I point out that it is so meaningless to write "I am at C-'s" when the title is "At Christina's"? -smirks- ;]

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  2. Oh, I didn't notice that I did that. I think I just decided to use names in this post... and the C- thing is out of habit.

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