Twenty One Reasons To Love Yourself

Bonus Chapter: SpongeBob Obsessed

Prologue: Spongebob Obsessed

You know that feeling when you know something bad was going to happen so you're already mad from the beginning of the day ? yeah that wasn't happening to me right now.

I was feeling the exact same opposite actually.

Yes it was a new day in a new school and I probably won't make any friends because I'm a sack on crabby patties but I just took a spongebob quiz and I got a 10 on it, like that totally made my day.

If you didn't already guess from my other sentence, I'm in love with spongebob and other things like chocolate. In my room I have like a little wall dedication to all my obsessions in life.

I was up pretty early for a girl who slept around four in the morning so I laid on my bed. I looked to my dresser and saw the figures staring back at me.

6:00AM, school starts at 8:30

I sighed, already knowing that it would take sometime till Jackson wakes up . Before you start assuming, he's not a badboy infact he's an utter disgrace to all badboys around the world. I could even call plankton a badboy and Jackson will still not make the cut.

I remember one time, he took all my dad's works clothes and spray painted unto them and at every corner of a shirt, he'd sign the words 'badboy Jackson'. He had the time to do that but he apparently doesn't have time to clear his foggy brain.

Our father was so mad that he didn't have any more clothing to where to work. When he came down the stairs with Jackson's signature on it, I immediately broke into laughter not stopping once when I received a disapproving look from my mother.

I laughed even more when Jackson walked into the room in a shrunken, black lab coat buttoned all the way to the top with a pair of sunglasses resting upon his forehead.

It was all fun and laughter until daddy dearest went bat-shit crazy and swiped at Jackson who had taken and surrendered me as his shield sensing the anger coming his way and in this commotion my father's ring cut the skin on my neck. It's another scar to fit in with the other remaining hidden ones.

Anyway, what you were meant to get from that little story is that Jackson is an unfortunate piece of monkey shit.

To kill time, I decided that it would be sensible to get myself breakfast from the local supermarket. I stepped out and was immediately the chilly air welcomed me and was I quite grateful for it since I was already starting to sweat.

I walked a little bit away from my home into totally mart and immediately made a bee line for the chocolate aisle and hugged three big bags of bounty into my arms and walked to the till.

I hate to discriminate but bounty is my favorite type of chocolate out there.

This is the first secret I'm telling you, I trust you that you won't tell the other chocolates?

At the till, after placing my items down, the little lady checking out my chocolates looked up at me with disgust and said the words,

"You're eating all this in the morning for breakfast?". How'd she even know that I was going to eat the bounty for breakfast ?

"Obviously, I eat chocolate to rule the world. Oh,you need to eat a burger to grow a fat bum" I answered her.

Ah, oh my, words of wisdom from the great Sandra Williams.

"Um, no thanks. Burgers don't make people grow"

"How'd you know if you haven't tried it yet?"

"Just stop jumping to conclusions"