What no poetry ?

I know. It's nearly 2013 and I haven't written anything to describe how I feel about it. Weird. Living life! Pulling instead!

Skinny jean confusion

My grandfather came up to me yesterday and simply asked; ' how do you get into those?' I was simply confused until I saw he was pointing at my pants and began to laugh. Through my laughing I said that I just put them on. Yet he still stared with confusion since they were incredibly skinny. And yet those weren't even my tight ones.
Rage more?

Can you smell that?!

No? Well that's because you're on a computer. But it's the smell of me getting fat.

Would I go to jail?

I kind of want to punch the doctor who did this to my sister if I knew it wasn't good for her in the long run. No real food for two weeks, then just soup and soft food for another two weeks. She had needles and tubes everywhere, and blood, and swelling and oh god...
I still had to run out of the hospital, this time I did it more subtly.