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There's a place inside my mind you'll never find...
So...I'm on my way to school today, right? Have on my usual make-up. Black eyeliner...make the little crosses on the side of my eyes like I always do. My usual clothes are on. Black cut-off capris...some random yellow t-shirt from the Goodwill. My shoes are the same...tattered and torn with Good Charlotte lyrics all over them. (Speaking of lyrics...WHERE'S MY SONG GUYS? Just wondering...^_^) I have on my usual foundation...which is pretty pale...I look like a fucking ghost. I need some sun.
BUT, I digress...there is a point to my telling you how I dress and whatnot. And it's not to tell you how hot I am. (And, I am. But, I'm Joel's...so BACK OFF. He's already declared his love for me and we're getting married...the second I get my electric triangle to Waldorf.) No, the point of this is what somebody said to me on my way to school about my way of dress.
I'm sitting on a bench at school...reading a book. (I'm a loser...shut up.) This kid walks by and sits down beside me. I have no idea who this guy is. He just looks me up and down. (He fucking checked me out. I was disturbed. He was what you would call a 'wannabe thug'. Kick his ass, Joel.) Anyway, he grabs the book out of my hand and looks me in the eyes...what does he say?
"You look like Avril."
I'm pretty speechless...and pissed.
"You're really hot. Damn, girl...you look just like her. You got that whole 'fuck the world' look going for you."
My nostrils are flaring. This fucker just said I look like Avril. Motherfucker...
"I've seen you around in school lately...and I was wondering...Do you wanna hook up sometime, Miss Avril? I could change your attitude. Maybe I'll even write you a rhyme, baby. What do you say, Avril?"
I look him in the eyes and just glare. HE DOESN'T GET THE POINT.
"Well, babe? I'm waiting."
"I already have a boyfriend. And, if you ever call me Avril again I will take your 'rhymes' and shove them up your ass, Mr. Vanilla Ice." Was my reply. He was undaunted.
"Really? Well, what's your boyfriend's name? Maybe we should meet, huh? I think that I could treat you better, baby."
"His name is Joel. I highly doubt that you could treat me better than him. Besides, he's already wrote me a song...you lost that race, buddy." (Sorry, Joel...he was just freaking me out...and I was wanting to get him off my back...^_~)
"Right...you know what you are?"
I know what's coming at this point...
"You're a freak."
HAHAHAHAHA...I thought it was amusing. HE'S FUCKING DENSE AND HE CALLED ME 'MISS AVRIL'. I WANT TO KILL HIM. I think that we should introduce Miss Avril and Mr. Vanilla Ice to each other. They seemed perfect.
Eh...that's all of my amusing day. It was stupid and boring...I hate school...Nothing would please me more than watching it burn slowly to the ground...*drools*
Yeah...I'M A FREAK. But, it's all good.
I miss everybody...AND I WISH THAT ALL MY BLURTY FWIENDS WENT TO THE SAME SCHOOL...THEN WE COULD HANG OUT AND MAKE FUN OF PEOPLE THAT HIT ON US...OR SOMETHING.
True Story,
Riot Girl, Future Wife of Joel. XD
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punk_rock_poser
2003-05-13 18:39
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Ahhh!!! Heh. I've had my own 'Avril' experiences.
There was this one time where this girl went, "Are you a goth? No, wait...you're a punk. Wait, you're Avril Lavigne!" (This was when I had light brown hair like hers. Gah. I hated being called Avril, too.) "It's Avril Lavigne everyone!" Then...I lost it and hit her. But, that's another story.
I can't believe out of all names he called you 'Miss' Avril. After knowing, (well us knowing, not him) that the real Miss Avril is a scary, obsessed, insane, bitchy, annoying, etc. girl.
And here's Joel with a comment.
gah. that fucker. i will kick his ass don't worry. not really sure how i'm going to do that. but i will. it's weird that he called you "miss" avril and all but whatever, he's still getting his ass kicked. the song is here. the song j-dogg will post up tomorrow, seeing that it's 6:30 and her brother gets home and makes us get off the damn computer. shit...and he's here now. well i will get him for this. i lurve you!!! we're all freaks heh.
Yep. Gotta go Riot Girl. Damn brother here. Lurve you!!! ROCK ON! Post more tomorrow.(Reply to this) (Thread) |
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