April 4, 2011

grow up already... you're almost dead aintcha?

dear how weird is this diary,

i've found myself thinking about that dumb bird all day today. i've even squawked like it a couple of times. i do that tho- i don't know why either- but i always have. if you come in to my house and speak chinese- i will be mimicking you before you leave. it is scary immature stupid and something i can not seem to control. same way with a mexican- hang out all day with mi amigos- i start talking in nacho bell grande- or gawd forbid a speech impediment- i'll get those too, or if you say a certain word all the time- i'll pick up on it. everytime. i hate that about me- but i cant do a thing about it- no matter how hard i try. and i do try. so hard. and it makes it worse. cuz i do it more. even with sounds. it's terrible. you should hear me with a lisp. annoying. it was worse when i was a kid- but it is still bad now. i'm like a boy- a teenage boy- who wont quit sometimes. it drives me crazy- cuz it's so dumb. how old are we? 12? i'm just sayin.