Shit No One Cares About My Diary.

I’ve tried saving up my own money to buy one, but it was impossible to do. Mainly because I’m an artist and TOTALLY ADDICTED to drawing!

Like, if I don’t do it every day, I’ll go NUTZ!

I spend ALL of my cash on sketchbooks, pencils, pens, art camp, and other stuff.

Hey, I’m so BROKE, I have a milkshake on layaway at McDonald’s!

Anyway, when mom came home from the mall with a special back-to-school present for me, I was pretty sure I knew what it was.

She rambled on and on about how my attending a new private school was going to be a “stressful time of tremendous personal growth” and how my best “coping mechanism” would be to “communicate” my “thoughts and feelings.”

I was absolutely ECSTATIC because you can communicate with a NEW CELL PHONE! Right?! ©

I kind of zoned out on most of what my mom was saying because I was DAYDREAMING about all of the cool ring tones, music, and movies I was going to download. It was going to be LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT!

But after my mom finally finished her little speech, she smiled really big, hugged me, and handed me a BOOK.

I opened it and FRANTICALLY flipped through the pages, figuring that maybe she had hidden my new cell phone inside.
Stop copy pasting childrens books you pedophile
 
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