| | Anyone remember my pilot-fat kid post? I think it's pretty much an analogy of my life.
Oh, man, this xanga is so old that I'm posting links to previous
entries. I'm like Mother Xanga. But you can just call me Gramma.
Anyway, I'm a fat kid,
only in respect to the world. I don't only eat cake (which would be
analogous to flying-- ooh, big word! Don't worry, I'll help! click.)
But I also like pie, which would be fencing. And um... Potato chips aka
Trans Ams. And candy bars which would be....... the clarinet. Which is
actually pretty true because I can get sick of candy bars and then I
won't eat them for a really long time. But eventually I crack and eat
like 20.
Just like how I joined the #$%$^@$ band again!!!
I've been hiding from the music department this entire time at OSU
because they've been after me since before I graduated high school. And
a month ago they found me and called incessantly (oh, dang, I'm sorry! "incessantly"), and just like the morbidly obese child with no self-control that I am, I called them back and asked for a tryout.
I made 4th chair, though, which means I've still got it! Oh, snap!
Do you want to hear some irony? I'm eating a 3 Musketeers bar right
now. I got to talking about candy bars, and then I realized I had
some left over from the concession stand at the fencing tournament that
we hosted, and then I realized I was hungry.
Yes, the tournament that I won first place at! I got an awesome
decorative sword for winning, which brings my awesome decorative sword
collection up to 2 and my self-esteem up to like a billion.
I needed it in the self-esteem catagory, too, because the day before I fenced saber and won 1st, I fenced foil and got last. Ha!
I only made it through 2/3 of my candy bar, and now I can't eat anymore. Is this foreshadowing?
... That's not the point. I'm fat. And getting fatter. Sooooo fat that
I'm eating everything in sight, and now I have no free time.
If you just read that last sentence by itself, it makes no sense.
But you know what I'm talking about because you're in on it. *wink*
And now, I have reduced myself to incomprehensible babble.
I'll see you later, kids.
-Mother Xanga McFatty
PS- Today's vocabulary words are "analogous," "incessantly," "morbidly obese," and "incomprehensible."
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| | Posted 12/3/2005 12:44 PM - 1 view - 6 comments
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