Corset

So today I asked mom if she would buy me a corset if I get really good grades this quarter and she said I'm crazy. She was like, "Why in the hell do you want a corset? When I was your age we burned bra's so you wouldn't have to deal with that crap!" What the fuck? Then she was like "What did I do to deserve my place in the universe? My mom and you, pigeon holed inbetween two neurotic wierdo females!" I'm a wierdo? Like growing your hair out and smelling is not wierd? I couldn't believe her. I tried my best to be quiet but of course I wasn't and we got in a huge fight that ended with her being like "You aren't going to get a corset if you keep up this behavior" and that totally sucks.

I want a corset because I want to be thinner. I want a corset because they are sexy and painful and I don't want to be some preppy bimbo. I am going to talk to Brandon about it. I didn't see him today because I was busy and went out to lunch with Tanya to tell her about the sex I had. She was wierd about it. I kind of had a feeling I shouldn't tell her and I probably shouldn't have but whatever she will be 25 and realize I was way smarter than her. DIE