Nothing Like Us

As long as you love me

Last class wasn't so bad, did some art and I actually enjoyed myself. But thank God it is the weekend. This week has been way too long. Oh Sweet Baby Jesus! Here comes Mitch Jackson. He is the finest guy (apart from Justin Bieber) that I've ever laid eyes on. I wonder why he is looking my way? I so hope that I don't have anything in my hair or on me.

K: Hi Mitch. *smiles*

Mitch: oh it's you that weird Beaver lover. Tell me babe, why do you still bother showing up around here when everyone knows that you are an embarrassment to your family and to the entire human race? *Laughs*

Hearing Mitch say those things hurt, more then anything else in life. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole. I don't understand how a guy with his looks can be such a jerk. In the end I just couldn't help it the tears where just falling down my face. It's like my eyes themselves became Niagara Falls. What made everything worse was seeing my own sister Nicki, laugh at my expense.

Nicki: you know sissy, Mitch has a point. Even I'm surprised that you are still here. What surprises me even more is the fact that mom and dad still haven't kicked you out yet. I mean I would have kicked you out ages ago.

Everyone around me was laughing. I had never felt so alone in my life. I managed to muster up the dignity that I had left and walked away. As I was a walking away I could still hear the laughing, the jeering. It hurt more then anything else. My own blood and flesh had left me there to be ridiculed. My only escape, Twitter.

*Logs onto Twitter*

@KayKayBieber - who knew the life of a fan-girl could be this hard. #hardknocklife-

*logs off Twitter*

I guess I leave one hell whole for another known as home.

The fact that home is supposed to be the place where I am supposed to feel happy and safe, I just don't get that feeling. When I walk in the door, it just feels like I don't belong. Like I should just leave and never go back. The drive home from school is always my favourite because it gives me more time to think and I can stop and get some ice- cream (yummy in my tummy!!)

When I got home, my parents weren't there, i was glad cause It meant that I wouldn't be subject to ridicule from my oh so loving parents. (Please note the sarcasm in my voice). There was a note on the fridge saying: 'gone out to dinner with some friends, don't wait up, M&D.'

Knowing my sister it would be ages before she came home meaning I had the house to myself. Going upstairs to my pink and purple room, I changed into something more comfortable and settled down to watch 8 Mile Road. I never made it to the end because I feel asleep half way through it.

Saturday-

Thank The Lord that it is the weekend. One thing that I love about the weekend is that I don't have to spend that much time at home due to my job in a small boutique called "Swirls!". It's like my get away from my family. My shift starts at 10.20 and it's only 8.35 so I did what I always did, logged on to Twitter.

Tweets *Good Morning world. Have a nice day x*

After my daily routine of checking my connections and RT'ing some Bieber tweets I decided to get ready for work. Swirls!

doesn't have an actual uniform, so I decide to wear a Dark Pink top with some white shorts and a pair of runners. By the time I had finished showering and dressing it was 9. I went downstairs and got some food. My daily meal consists of a bowl of sugary cereal and some toast. My mom and Nicki don't approve because the think that it is fattening. So for them breakfast is a celery stick and water. My eating habit upsets them and they add my body size to their long list of insults which don't phase me anymore.