Sinister: Man's Pride

[JENOWL22 at xxx.com]

Hewwo,

Nuts, I'm back in the UK. I didn't like America to be honest. Everyone was 
really mean.

Actually, come to think of it, everyone's really mean here too. But at least 
the food has less chemicals.

Someone said a grate thing to me yesterday about periods. "It's all blood and 
pain. It's just like Bosnia". At least, I think that's what they said. I 
haven't sobered up in 3 days. That's a lie. I sobered up for half an hour on 
saturday and decided I didn't like it, so I drank a quarter bottle of vodka 
and went back to being drunk.

Man's Pride. Man's pride is where you be a R!E!A!L M!A!N which means you 
listen to thrash metal and ride a motorbike and women are only there to give 
you oral and bring you whiskey. And when you're drinking, if you throw up 
you're a poof and if you don't die you're a poof. Which means you have to 
swallow your vomit until you're dead otherwise you're not a real man. Man's 
Pride is the reason I have the worst hangover in the world. It is also the 
reason that I cried at Code:Veronica, because I got very emotionally 
attatched to some pixellated characters due to about 6 bottles of cheap wine.

Today however, I am back to being a poof. I can't do Man's Pride full time. I 
don't really think it's in my genes. What with me being female. And an art 
fag allegedly because I own a beret.

This is one of those really boring posts where I list how much I had to drink 
then tell you that I feel shit.

I read Raise High the Roofbeam Carpenters. It was bloody marvellous. Truly it 
was.

I came to the conclusion that my life is in fact a cartoon. An anime one with 
bad animation and some rude bits. But mostly a cartoon. Or at least, it is 
now, cause I said so.

Less than three weeks until I move out to learn how to be a dentist and don't 
come back. It's scary because I'm only little. I bought Hello Kitty plates 
for to use when I'm living on my own. Except my mum bought me vitamins, so if 
i take those then I don't have to eat, which means I can use my money to buy 
records and skirts instead. That's my grate plan. It's sure to fail, but I'll 
give it a shot. Luckily I'm only 16 so the bank won't give me an overdraft.

Well I should go and hit my head repeatedly off a wall until it starts 
working again. I hate man's pride.

Hugs,
Jen
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