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Weird Language: "mushrooms" instead of "fungus" which is the right term.
-Friday, 11:44 PM-
Dear Diary:
Today
was a hard day. Sometimes I wish I had listened to my mom and had
become a professional dancer. It's just that Integra's too mean
to me! Do you know what she asked me to do today?! (Well obviously
you don't but I'll tell you ok? Ok, ok, here it comes!) SHE
ASKED ME TO GIVE HER A PEDICURE! Can you imagine? And I couldn't
deny 'cause she came with all that
'I'M-A-BADDASS-BITCH-AND-I-OWN-YOU-SO-YOU-HAVE-TO!' stuff and I
had to do it. Oh I'm so traumatized…all that
pinkness/fluffness/cotton/nail polish…and you could make a salad
with all that mushrooms! What kind of job is that for the No Tap
King? (Sounds good, huh? I was thinking of changing my AKA since I
decided to retire and start my dream career…what do you think about
Alucard the Ballet Quee...ng?)Oh,
I wish my life was not so hard…I mean, WHY ME? It's not like I'm
the one who decides to go throw the life sucking blood to every
living creature I see! Alucard
Dear Diary:
Oh
goodie. Today was worst than yesterday and THAT'S something. Now i
had to go out with that dork police girl and all because of stupid
Walter. It started like a not-so-innocent bet and now look. I'm
feeling kinda funny…but my head hurts! In this moment I
don't really know what my name is, but I think that tickling is
ok…hehe feels weird…whoopee!
(Since you ask me so
nicely, I'll tell you how that happened) I was INNOCENTLY having my
dinner (a very old package of A+, but oh well, it's better than
nothing) in MYYYY ROOM when that sadist evil grumpy old man came to
me shouting and screaming and mumbling weird things about Ghouls in
the backyard…and after a looong and tiring discussion about me
getting a rid of them before Integra noticed, blah blah blah. I Said
I could and he said I couldn't 'cause she was already on her way
there, again, blah blah blah. Soooo I decided to go out and kick some
non-zombie asses but she WAS already there. I don't know why the
fuck I bet on such a thing neither why I couldn't really listen to
everything I was saying…but when I was about to kick those Ghoul's
asses I felt like I had kick my own ass; I turned back and there was
that beyatch yelling at me about my lack of responsibility, AGAIN,
MORE BLAH BLAH BLAH! And I'm saying BLAH BLAH BLAH not because I
don't care (even though I really don't), it's because I
couldn't understand A SINGLE WORD out of "AND YOU'RE NOT HAVING
ANY BLOOD THE REST OF THE WEEK!" and something about pink unicorns.
I'll just take an aspirin and get some sleep. Ohh, and forgive the
saliva spots, I'm not feeling very well.
Dear Diary:
Oh,
that damn shinigami bastard! I knew there was something weird in that
stupid blood! And because of that, I'm not eating for a week. I
could eat rats but I'm too damn proud to do it…damn it... (Oh!
Oh! Sorry! I'll tell you…forgive me for forgetting about
it…again) Alucard
Well, you'll see. Dearest Walter drugged me
with…something, I don't really know why; all I know is that it
sure has to be with his recent obsession to pair me with that
dumbasss cheap intent of vampire called Victoria Seras. So he somehow
figured out how to make me bet on something I could definitely NOT
win. By the way, the date was yesterday. No, I'm not telling you
what happened. I'll just say it involved cake and spouses (You
Freak! It wasn't that!)
And that Little Miss Seras won't be able to walk in a couple weeks
(Giggle giggle). Gosh, what-a-week! Tomorrow I'll start my ballet
classes Integra wants it or not. Oooh goodie!!! I can already see the
cartel on the theatre…Can you see it? I can see it. It's a big
one, with lights on it. Oh, I have such a great feeling about
this!
Dear Diary:
Sorry
for the late! I've been very busy with my classes. Well, I
certainly was, until Integra found out and locked my room. What's
wrong with that bitch? Even she has dreams! I know because I read her
diary a couple times, heh. It said something like this: "DEAREST
DIARAAAY! HEY WHAT'S UP! TODAY IT WAS A SUPER FUN DAY!
WALTER GAVE ME A SPONGE BATH AND I PLAYED WITH MY LITTLE RUBBER DUCK,
HE'S SO CUTE! LUV U,
INTEGRA" Well it was kinda like that…ok no she doesn't
even have a diary (does she?) but if she had one I think it would be
something like that. Well maybe
not. Alucard ----------------------------------------------------------------------
ALSO I SAW ALUCARD BEAT UP SOME MEANIE MEANIE
VAMPIRES, IT WAS SO
VERY SCARY! WAAH! THEN I WENT TO BED AND
DREAMED ABOUT ME BEING A SUPER-FAMOUS COUNTRY SINGER! I ALSO DREAMED
ABOUT ALUCAR 'CAUSE HE'S VERY VERY HOT.
Pleaaaaaase review and I'll give you a
mango smoothie :3