nonsense is the word
Ugleech (ugly leech face) is someone who tries to do something when she can't. Let's just say she's trying to write like Meg Cabot.
Right.. too bad she has no original ideas. She writes this story about herself. A very nice storyline.
It's about her life at school. Something like that. Guess what her school does? Have fashion shows with catwalks where she is a designer and her models parade her glittery, cheap dresses. Oh my God. It was just so hilarious. She also prints her story out on A4 papers. Please. Talk about big dreams about her future. Everyone is trying to save the environment and she's printing out her crappy story on pieces of paper. She prints on one side only, mind you.
You should also see her "designs". Three words to describe them - retarded, cheap, common. She thinks her sense of fashion is great. When she was involved in a singing contest, she wore some motherly clothes. Young people are turning into old folks. Anyway, back to her fashion designs. It's just like a clothes shop I saw. They were selling tutus as pyjamas. Who would go to sleep in a tutu?
Her singing is also a failure. Sounds like she's got breathing problems! She's kinda like breathing or should I say whispering? Also using a falsetto to make herself sound like Christina Aguilera but failing badly. She sounded like she was vomitting. Horrible, really.. She makes a big deal everything. She said she lost her voice before the singing contest. Freaking melodramatic.
What else should I say about her? Yes, when there's a class photo session. Almost all the girls will take off their glasses and push their hair to one side to cover one of their eyes. This is funny. If they don't want their eyes, they can donate it to the blind because they want to see the world!
I don't know what's wrong with these people nowadays. When Ugleech thought she looked awful (which is always true) in the picture, she started getting all whiney. Talk about retardedness.
To Ugleech, I'm sure you'll make a good photocopying machine. You can also sell your designs at the dumpster. The next singing competition will be at the doctor's (the doctor will ask you to breathe in and out, right?) and the toilet, especially for you! I think the teacher didn't say your photo would be coming out on the next Vogue magazine. Well, if it really did, Vogue would be losing business!




