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Today I decided to attend the next Emo Convention of America.

I went to the last one and had a great time.

I met a guy name Ronaldo and we totally hit it off.

By hitting it off I meant that he slapped me in the face with his spanish penis.

This time I hoped that I'm able to meet him again.

This time though I had to take the bus.

Ughhhh the bus.

The bus doesn't like emo people for some reason.

Everytime I stand there waiting for the bus to stop the bus driver's always pissing on me and when the bus takes off the people stick their dicks out the window and pees on me.

Even the ladies try to piss on me.

My parents can't drive me this time because dad is due on his "big people movies" and he's going to watch them all for the last time.

Mom on the other hand is working again for the 9th time today. She said that she needs to pay for her 7th condo in Taiwan.

So I stepped on the bus covered in piss again.

The bus driver looked at me and said "WHIPE THAT MASCARA OFF YOUR EYES YOU SISSY"

then the old lady in the front seat got off her seat, and then smacked me with her purse really hard.

I could tell she filled her purse with bricks.

I saw her loading them up when I was paying for the transfer.

Everyone kept pissing on me til their piss tanks stopped.

Then a friendly face got on the bus that didn't want to piss on me.

He was slightly bald, wearing glasses, and was wearing a red vest.

He was very moldy looking too.

He sat next to me and was smiling at me.

I smiled back at him too.

Finally I got to make a friend.

A friend before the convention.

Yayyy.

Then out of no where he grabbed my arm.

He was rubbing it very softly and was breathing very very hard.

I was kind of stunned.

Usually what people grab from me is something a bit different.

He looked at me in the eye then looked at my arm again and was rubbing it.

He was hurting me because he was rubbing over my scars.

I teared a little and it mixed with the strangers urine.

I have never felt t his kind of abuse before in my life.

I told him to stop.

He didn't hear me.

I yelled it out even louder.

The lady up front told me to OSHUTTHEFUCKUP.

I was really really scared.

Then the guy moaned and sat up and left.

I fell into the fetal positoin and was calming myself.

Never have I felt this kind of abuse before ever in my life.

Then he went back and pissed on me.

Ohh that Emmily again

Ohh that Emmily.

She's always textin and textin and textin regardless that her 80's brick phone doesn't even have letters printed on the buttons

.

Ohh that Emmily.

She's bought herself a new stuffed animal that doesn't look like an animal at all and in fact looks a bit kind of like the yard gnome my daddy uses to stroke on sunday evenings.

Ohh that Emmily.

She's prancing around the school trying to get attention even though you can barely see her due to her Attention Height Deficit Disorder.

Ohh that Emmily.

She's being visited by Professor Xavier because he thinks she's a mutant for having 4 eyes.

Ohh that Emmily.

She just burnt the stir fry again.

Ohh that Emmily.

Watching her little nerdy nerd shows which nerds watch because she's a little nerdy nerd herself you FREAKING NERDY NERD NERD NERD. (i watch them too. but i'm emo so it's cool.)

Ohh that Emmily.

She decided not to take the pill. Whoops.

Ohh that Emmily.

She just hit herself with the racket again.

Ohh that Emmily.

SHE JUST LOST THE GAME AGAIN.

That facebook

So I was on facebook today talkin to Janice Dullivan.

Errgghhhhh that Janice.

She like, totally always starts convos on me in facebook. Like seriously.

She talks about alot of stupid stuff too.

Last time she talked about how she very much enjoyed her summer job working for the That One Scout Camp Place.

She kept bragging about how she'd always bend over whenever she wants and how no one tells her to bend over whenever she didn't want to.

Which is funny because she'll bend over whenever she wants to anyways.

This time she's talking about Mason Pox and how she's at his house because she was outside again working for mother and Mason picked her up.

Janice told me mother won't be home for a very long time because tonight's the night when she works with 7 clients at once. which is 1/2 a client more than usual.

Janice was telling me how she's having fun on Mason's computer while he's trying to snort the 6 foot line of powdered milk.

Mason could only afford the powdered milk because he wasted the 12 dollars on Janice.

Apparently Mason said it was worth it because he needed the Calcium anyways.

In the end Janice said she had to go.

I said alright.

Janice said "I *abusedword* YOU.

I replied saying wut.

She said "You fucking heard me. I *abusedword* YOU.

I was shocked.

I was very shocked.

I pulled the drawer next to me to grab the knife.

Then I hesitated and put the knife back in.

She told me to say it back to her or she'll keep bothering me.

My emo sweat is overtaking me and whiping out my makeup so I typed it down really fast.

"I *ABUSEDWORD* YOU TOO."

Janice typed her little giggle she does.

hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe.

Then I logged off.

two minutes later I got a text message saying someone tagged me in a photo.

I logged back in again.

Janice took a picture of our chat and posted it online for everyone to see.

The words underneath the picture was

"ANDY MY SUGA DADDI DUN B FUKIN WIT HIM"

My emo sweat got even worse.

I noticed Janice signed off.

And Mason was signed on.

Later I got a phonecall from Mason.

Mason was very angry that I spoiled Janice for him and wasted his 12 bucks.

He said he wants his money back and I'm gonna have to pay it back for him.

I shrugged and went into my mom's 6th purse and took 12 dollars from her giant roll of green toiletpaper with faces on it.

Later that night Janice texted me again saying she abused word me.

I grabbed the knife again after that.