Ruling the world is no easy task...

When your mother has placed you behind bars while your imbecillic gaurds snicker at your doom, simply because you've arrived to a meeting in pink bunny slippers. But, the most important step to ruling the world is comfy shoes! Geebus! You'd think anyone would understand that? Alright, I was just kidding about being a grand dictator set on taking over planet Earth just for the pleasure of forcing everyone to make me sweets for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I think. Anyway, I was grounded because I had an F on the test that came up. I intend to fix it. This happens occasionally, so it is nothing new to me. Simply for me to stop disagreeing with certain philosophies/theories and simply go with the flow. I did not fail because of ignorance, I failed because I felt a strong disagreement with the education I recieved. Nope, I can't express myself at all but that is something very common in the school system. Very standard. Hmmm! I despise counseling---so don't suggest that. LOL!

I have very good grades but my mother can't help but exaggerate the one bad grade that is marked on my forehead. Ah well! I will simply have to fix the small damage with my intellectual self *Taps head with a board stick before hitting herself in the eye*. Ok, I take that back. So...now that that's over with. I will talk to you on my day in general. I snuck on the computer to find that special people commented on my first post. I, of course, felt flattered and just smiled. It made my day! I laughed at yours Bethy, that is the cutest thing that anyone has ever confessed. Do not worry, you are not alone in that little fear you had of my idol/love. Alot of people find him a little "creepy" considering the ridiculous outfit and that eyeliner. Behind that outfit was a very very handsome man--sugar daddy of the 1930's. *Gigglesnort* Here is a hug to you Alex! *GLOMP*.

Today, I was so busy with much cleaning and books. I love cleaning. It feels great when you look at the result of extreme scrubbing. I stained my shorts with clorox though. *GROAN* Thankfully that was the purpose of them shorties. I don't wear shorts anyway! I always have to cover up in school. With all the perversion spreading around. You can't even show your legs or the janitor will just oogle at them. It's unbearable! Going back on what I was saying--I did much work. That's the point. Don't you feel great after a good house cleaning/work/chore/whatever? I sure do. My mom is out...

that's why I was able to update this journal. :D

Glad you all liked that Chaplin image. ;)

-Squeegee/SilentFilm1930