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| Some have wondered how I might know what a frat boy acts like at a UFC match as I alluded to this metaphor in my last entry in my efforts to portray a suitable point of comparison for my father's immaturity. Please understand, my two years (three on 4/19!) have been very complicated. Thus, my life experiences go beyond just princess things on the Disney channel. Let's just say the C in UFC stands for "Chloe" in my house. I am not as predictabtle as you think I am. In fact, there will be no princess pictures this time; not even disney channel stuff. Loyal subjects, please enjoy a little feature from nicka, nicka, nicatine, nicka, nickalodeon.
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Loyal subjects who have prayed for me this day are duly appreciated. My surgery lasted 30 minutes my recovery lasted 25. I was in at 9am and leaving the hospital by 10:30. Things went smoothly to say the least.
To say the more... I must tell you that they tried to dress me in this clown hospital gown and I absolutely refused to be seen in it. I therefore walked around in my skibbies until they could find a suitable gown. They did find one with Looney Tunes on it and I was satisfied. After the surgery was over I was quite disturbed. My parents told me about a mask and sleepy time, they did NOT tell me about a sore throat. Even so, the nurses supplied me with a princess Barbie helium balloon. I guess they could tell I was a princess. Now my mommy and dad give me all the go-gurts and smoothies I desire. I think they are dealing with guilt issues. Alas, my daddy has no more reason to call me THE BEAST! since I shall no longer snore and make unbecoming noises while chewing food. I doubt he will stop however. He seems to have the maturity of a frat boy at a UFC match. | | |
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Wednesday I will be having surgery. It is not to make me more beautiful. That would be vein and unbecoming of a princess. Do you think Cinderella had beauty surgery? Of course not! All she needed was a pretty dress which no doctor could provide, only a fairy godmother's "Bippity boppity boo."
My sister says Cinderella is freaking so scary. So whenever Daddy asks me what I think about Cinderella, I say "She's not freakin so scary, she's BEAUTIFUL." Back to the surgery. I will be having my tonsils removed because they are huge. At night I snore like a freight train on the side of a mountain.. like a pig with flu... like a smoker in a marathon... NOT princesslike. Pray for me. My parents are terrified. | | |
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Interestingly enough, I will be moving in May. Dad tells me that my new castle will have a backyard to play in. These things are important for little princesses with magical energy; the kind that makes you get up at 6am and impatiently stand at your parents bed tapping tapping tapping tapping tapping tapping tapping tapping their face until they realize all little princesses should be fed a pop-tart and their choice of cereal as soon as they wake-up thank you kindly. Speaking of food. My favorite food group is "gummy." It just so happens that there is a type of gummy called "princess gummies." Wouldn't you know I had to have them. For all of you aspiring princesses out there I would recommend the tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap and ask approach for acquiring all the essential necessities of life. | | |
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I have this sweatsuit with a picture of Cinderella on the front. Whenever I wear it, I like to walk around and say, "Cinderella is beauuutiful!" Because, let's face it, she's a princess. Dad likes to play his guitar and sing with my sister and me during our family devotion times each night. A couple of nights ago, I wrote my own song as he played. It went like this.
I'm the princess
Beautifull
I'm the princess
So beautiful
Yeah
I don't like to open myself up in such a public way as this, but sometimes beautiful things and princess things should not be foresaken for the sake of personal comfort. | | |
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