The Diary of Gaz
(I don't own Invader Zim blah blah blah...)
Dear Diary,
Writing diaries is a stupid idea. But since Dad bought me this thing, I thought I should at least write in it for a little while. But let it be known to any people (or aliens) who read my secrets, that I will personally hunt you down and make you swallow your own feet before you tell anybody.
Today I went to Bloaty's Pizza place. I love that place. I ate the new pizza with the extra grease-stuffed crust. That's the way to eat, I tell you.
I saw Zim today. Stupid Dib was stalking him with some alien capture device. Dib is an idiot. I know Zim's an alien but he's too stupid to do any harm. I hate Dib. Most of all I hate the way he can confront Zim and talk to him. I've wanted to. Ever since I first saw that strange little green man, I've wanted to introduce myself.
I have a crush on Zim. My entire being screams at me that that's not right. I shouldn't like him, and I will never tell a soul, and yet...
The main reason I like him is because he hates Dib. He can't be that stupid if he likes hurting my brother. Then there's his evil laugh...I love hearing it. His crazy random dog thing makes me laugh, his hatred of Dib I've covered already. I love the way he pours punch over Dib, the way he messes with Dib's head. Zim is the guy for me.
Sometimes I think of what it would be like to travel with Zim through space. Think of the realistic video games he might have! I may be rude and spiteful and dominating, but I am still a little girl with little girl thoughts and dreams. If it wasn't for my entire personality and reputation, it wouldn't be so strange to have a crush on the strange, green dude. Except that he is strange and has no friends (apart from that taco eating mutt, and Keef...but let's not go there.).
I really want some of those metal spider leg things that Zim has...he tries to hide them but he uses them so often that it's hard to not know about them. Maybe I should have been born an Irken; I would probably have control of their home plante by now!
But I digress. That is my deepest darkest...deepest secret in the history of my deepest darkest secrets. No one shall ever know. Perhaps it was a mistake for me to have written this all down but I never make mistakes so I'll rule out that possibility.
Dib is coming. Stupid stupid Dib. He finished my favourite cereal this morning. He will pay. Later I'll get my legion of mutant stuffed animals to maul him to shreds. For now I'll just gaze out of my window and down the road at Zim's house to maybe catch a glimpse of him.
I think I'll burn this book.
-Gaz
What do you think? A little drastic and obscure maybe, but that's what I've been thinking ever since I started watching Invader Zim. Think about it. You know it's true...R&R people! Obey ME!!!
(I don't own Invader Zim blah blah blah...)
Dear Diary,
Writing diaries is a stupid idea. But since Dad bought me this thing, I thought I should at least write in it for a little while. But let it be known to any people (or aliens) who read my secrets, that I will personally hunt you down and make you swallow your own feet before you tell anybody.
Today I went to Bloaty's Pizza place. I love that place. I ate the new pizza with the extra grease-stuffed crust. That's the way to eat, I tell you.
I saw Zim today. Stupid Dib was stalking him with some alien capture device. Dib is an idiot. I know Zim's an alien but he's too stupid to do any harm. I hate Dib. Most of all I hate the way he can confront Zim and talk to him. I've wanted to. Ever since I first saw that strange little green man, I've wanted to introduce myself.
I have a crush on Zim. My entire being screams at me that that's not right. I shouldn't like him, and I will never tell a soul, and yet...
The main reason I like him is because he hates Dib. He can't be that stupid if he likes hurting my brother. Then there's his evil laugh...I love hearing it. His crazy random dog thing makes me laugh, his hatred of Dib I've covered already. I love the way he pours punch over Dib, the way he messes with Dib's head. Zim is the guy for me.
Sometimes I think of what it would be like to travel with Zim through space. Think of the realistic video games he might have! I may be rude and spiteful and dominating, but I am still a little girl with little girl thoughts and dreams. If it wasn't for my entire personality and reputation, it wouldn't be so strange to have a crush on the strange, green dude. Except that he is strange and has no friends (apart from that taco eating mutt, and Keef...but let's not go there.).
I really want some of those metal spider leg things that Zim has...he tries to hide them but he uses them so often that it's hard to not know about them. Maybe I should have been born an Irken; I would probably have control of their home plante by now!
But I digress. That is my deepest darkest...deepest secret in the history of my deepest darkest secrets. No one shall ever know. Perhaps it was a mistake for me to have written this all down but I never make mistakes so I'll rule out that possibility.
Dib is coming. Stupid stupid Dib. He finished my favourite cereal this morning. He will pay. Later I'll get my legion of mutant stuffed animals to maul him to shreds. For now I'll just gaze out of my window and down the road at Zim's house to maybe catch a glimpse of him.
I think I'll burn this book.
-Gaz
What do you think? A little drastic and obscure maybe, but that's what I've been thinking ever since I started watching Invader Zim. Think about it. You know it's true...R&R people! Obey ME!!!