so of course when my dad wanted to drag me to the hancock park carnival today (my elementary school) i threw a pretty good bitch fit. but there ended being a henna booth and so OF COURSE i had to stand in line for an hour to pay 5 tickets for one (1 ticket=1 dollar=ripoff). i saw all these people walking around with crazy elaborate designs and i just couldn't resist. so i get in line and i'm behind a couple of 12 year old girls that are kind of cute and whatever. and then we are cut by some 6th grade bitches who thought they were so cute with their "class of 2008" hancock park shirts. but whatever, that wasn't even the worst of it. so THEN these janky bitches started to hang out kind of next to me and the cute 12 year olds, and eventually decide they are gonna cut ME. and i would totally have said something had i wanted to get beaten up. but they had like gross purple metallic streaks in their hair and words and drawings written in green sharpie all up their arms.
so anyways they ended up cutting me and being all like "yo let us get sum matching turtles on our arms" (which is SO GAY) and so i just waited for the next henna bitch to be available and i took my fucking place. they bitched and whined but like whatever i wanted my damn tat. and then when this OTHER mom tried to tell the girls to back the fuck up off their turtle shit i swear they were gonna jump the poor woman. AND she was hood. so just goes to show you how hard they were. so i finally got my henna (pictured) and scampered home happily. now i'm chilling. still waiting to hear about my astronomy midterm and my jewelry internship. i should also get started on this paper...it's due tuesday and i have nada. oh well!
