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WELL WELL. i'm in journalism, and i should realy be working on my article for the newspaper, but no. again i'm not... here's what i have so far for it::
Label Fiends Lia Eustachewich – Staff Writer
Coach, Gucci, Prada, Kate Spade, Christian Dior, Fendi, Burberry, Dooney and Bourke all have one thing in common: an expensive and intricately designed reputation. Labels are everywhere these days in PTHS. It’s hard to turn a corner without seeing the C design of a Coach bag on the shoulder of a girl. To say the least, purses of these brands are NOT cheap, yet they’re made very well and are very stylish. Some girls spend their whole month’s paycheck or max out their mother’s credit card just to own one. To some, the idea of laying down $500 for a Fendi or Burberry bag may sound ridiculous, so exactly why are most girls so attracted to carrying a top label purse? Being in style is important to most girls. To some, flaunting your brand new leather Coach purse is even more important. Some feel good knowing that they spent so much on a bag with a label on it and it blatantly says so on their shoulder. What makes label purses so appealing is that not everyone can have one because of the expensive price. True, some can afford it and at times, others pretend to be able to afford it. Like I said before, although these bags cost tons of money, they are far from being poorly made. There is not a noticeable fray on the seaming, the patterns line up perfectly, the leather is unblemished, and they last for what seems like forever. *
alright. the story line isn't bad, but hey, it definitely could be worked on.
so today i start off by getting into a little "tiff" (as mina would call em) with my mom in the car. "does chris where a scarf? does he need a hat? he walks in the city, isn't he cold??" and i'm like OMG. stop, because she asks dumb questions and so she got pissed off. but whatever. so i get in school early, sit on the floor by myself, and wait for MARY to come. but she never did. so i'm like, grrrrr. go to first period, not bad. go to study 2nd period, realize that my SHIRT IS BROKEN - the strap of my tank top snapped and i just got this BUTCH piece last night. so yea. sweet, i get nicole to tie my strap together and i'm dag, yo. gym was cool, chilled with dan minutella and talked about a bunch of shit. watched ben and jon o'neill get yelled at for being too "rough" with the volley ball. pretty sweet. texted chris a few times throughout the day, the usual. go to chemistry, take a quiz, do a lab, don't get lunch today cause today is LAB DAY which of course happens to fal right on my lunch period. so, sweeet.. now i'm here in journalism, which is a joke because no one ever does shit and the newspaper is ALWAYS late. so who the hell cares.
i read chris' journal, but hoped i cheered him up with mom's [bangin] cookies and lili's hot chocolate & personalized greeting card. i heart him. altane can suck my dick for all she wants, cause shes an ugly, fat, PRE MATURE LOOKING PUG DOG who's got some big titties and a matchin ass of which she decorates with ornately looking THONGS and G-STRINGS.... YUCK.
so jackie leaves on the 21st, which i guess means i'll be finding out fo' sho' about FLS. i better get that shit, it really shoudl be in the bag. if chris does, per chance, get FLS... it would honestly be a waste (although he'd be pretty good at it) cause he's too good on the floor and is the only guy who knows what he's doing. so we'll see...
mary i hope you're reading this now and enjoying your time away from me. i hope to go to TGI Friday's with you and chrissy for some good ass food tonight, although i am poor and may not be able to afford my usual $12 food bill. :(
why did two nights ago mean so much to you?
i'm ptfo.. heh.
see ya "stinkers" later. omg.
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