The New Member

Woke up at noon today. Aren’t I great? Cris said I should get a job. I’m a lazy girl he said. Later, Andre said that too.
Then mom hassled to me to move, because we are going to Connecticut again. Great. Just great. That means I will meet that greasy pig Jessie again. Shit.
Took a bath and dress for about 15 minutes. Then played again. Then after saying my goodbyes to my net friends, dashed off to the car.
10 yards from the gate I had this feeling that I forgot something very important. Something vital. Then my mom made a remark that this is the first time she saw me going out without my dark glasses. Shit! That was it! No wonder my head hurts.
It was a forty minutes drive. I think. Yeah when we arrived Ken opened the door for me. Sweet girl. We get along very well. Then when I entered the house they were watching “Magkapatid”. Of course, it was a tear jerker. Later I was sniffling my nose. After the movie my headache got worst. Shit I’m pathetic. I cry at a freaking movie.
And I claim that I’m sickly evil.

Pathetic.

Then of course when Richard woke up and saw me… then cried “Ahh! My sexy is here! How are you love?!”
Great what another way to ruin my day.
Then he sat beside me grope my hands.
No words spoken I removed my hands near any vicinity of his body which is impossible cause there is no more space on the sofa.
Am I to suffer this fate every time I’m with my friends?!
Of course after that, I sat on the floor. Better.
Then I saw that my girl friends are all wearing the same shirts. Again. Look at my blouse… well this seems better. I don’t want to be one of the group. I want to be… me. Yes the odd duckling. And it doesn’t bother me a bit. Distinguished I would say. He he.
Later we went to the other house… Jessie’s house. Great…
Hmmm nice house. Doesn’t suit for a person who doesn’t only look like a pig but has a personality of one too. Though I love the vegetable garden at the back. And okay their TV. It's bigger than ours. Who cares! And there’s a lovely kittens too. Mom gave a shriek of joy seeing them. Grabbed one and rub it’s nose.Yeah the entire group is there. We watched “Whatever it takes”. Twice. One after the other. Wahoo, headache getting worse.
Then A.J. keeps on feeding me. Cantaloupes then chicken wings and gives me napkins too. He calls me sexy too. I said I don’t like to be called that. He said it’s cool, he’ll call me cute. Choosing the lesser evil, I just nod. Then later on the second movie run... He was holding my hands. And Richard is beside me too… leaning his head on my shoulder. Then later A.J. is playing with my hands. Then suddenly I get this really weird vibes. Does this guy like me? And he’s too young for me. In fact, 6 years my junior. Or is he gay?
I prefer if he is gay.

And later the sofa was all mine, and then Mac came. He said that I looked comfortable in the sofa. Then he said that he missed me. I miss sexy.
All I said was, “Ah… nice hair”
Well he had it cut in semi-bald. Look nice.
Actually I forgot who he is.
Then I saw the Pig. Oink oink.
And Denden was there too. Later they were giggling and ticking each other.
It was disgusting to watch. For me. It’s not because they are cousins. But because it’s the Pig, for Christ sake! And he knows what I feel. Actually I don’t think so. He thinks I’m annoyed with him. Hah! Not passionate enough for me. I just show him apathy, while I think of ways to murder him. In a creative way.Later Ken and I went out for a walk. Saw Marcus in the dark calling someone on the phone with his headlights glaring at our eyes. We just walked and left him there. We didn’t know he was lost.
Then later the teen group invited me to go to Mohegan with them. And they begged my mom that she must allow me. My mom was about to give in when I kicked her in the shin. Ahh… subtleness sometimes isn’t my best suit. I don’t have a toothbrush or extra clothes with me. And I do love my bed with passion. I love my bed more than I love men. Wait, I don’t even like men.
Yeah. Said my goodbye happily then they gave us a kitten… which is here lying beside my keyboard.
Mom would like to call it Gorgeous… until I threatened her with a seizure. And the kitten would die of shame if she did because it’s a male.
Ahh… I’m good at naming. Let’s give him an evil name! I want to give him some of Satan’s name.
Yeah. Then we settled for Twinkle.



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