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um. hi. my name is bianca. *waves* i live in california with my two movie star parents, where i spend most of my free time either attending big fancy parties or horseback riding with shirtless men. *wakes up from dream* so, okay, really? my parents are average joes (BESIDES THE FACT THAT THEY ARE STIFLING ME), i avoid fancy parties at all costs, and i don't think i could handle a horse and a shirtless guy at the same time. welcome to my life, a teeming cesspool of teenage angst, incessant complaining, social indiscretions, and lots of sarcasm. bianca fever is everywhere. CATCH IT. my mom says chatting is the root of all evil. i've decided to educate the public. ![]() see, i told you i had friends! look at your own calendar! *greedy*
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(this is composed mainly of xanga hits....rip, xanga)
| little red corvette 74th day of 2004 moody? yeah i am!: afraid...i should be doing laundry right now... anyway. today was pretty spooting odd. my mom was being a total tyrant and wouldn't let me go to the work day for charlie brown "because family is more important and besides, they don't need you. you're just a lame tech kid." (tech kids rawk, homie!) ouch, mortal wound. so 'family time' turned out to be a nice day at the mall shopping for coach bags. and not even coach bags for me! *pissed* i would've much rather gone to work my arse off lugging crap for the musical, trust me. after a nice lunch at friday's (the service stunk out loud, and my salad was soggy. *the shudder*) mother dearest dragged us to the bmw dealership down the street. i was like, "uhhh...can i go to mills now? please? we don't even need a car..." and my mom got all angry-fied. it turns out she just wanted to test drive a convertible. i must admit, it was kind of nice, but we're not buying any new motor vehicles until next january. far-fig-nuuugen!!! can you say waste of time? so now, i have to go back to school on monday with: --no homework done --no new handbags --a sense of guilt for not doing my crew job --a swollen face..i'm allergic to chocolate and we had mud pie for dessert --nasty sprite covered converse..i never did wash them after the round table disaster...(see entry below) --dirty pe clothes --allergies *the sigh* i think i already said this, but weekends blow. 1 Comments. |
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