The Ultimate Beltbuster IIThe clock struck noon as Jane made her way downstairs dressed for outdoors.
"Lalia, I got some errands to run today, so I'll be back late! Where are you?"
"In the living room!"
Jane made her way to the living room and saw Lalia on the couch watching television. She was also dressed: she wore a green T-shirt, sneakers, and a pair of jeans that looked snug around her legs and thighs. However, the jeans' button and fly was wide open as her big belly rested on her lap. Her knees and thighs were cloaked in belly flab. Lalia was in delight as she dug her hands in a bag of potato chips and dumped the last handful in her mouth.
"I thought you were going out for your 'belt-buster'."
"I am. Just wanted to get a pre-beltbuster snack in before going out."
Jane sighed in disbelief. "A pre-beltbuster snack?"
"Yep," Lalia answered as she stretch her arms and belched loudly. "Jane, when you're preparing yourself for the big chowdown, you got to give your belly a little warm-up. You have to perform at
CC - The Ultimate Beltbuster I"Ah, Morning!"
Buried under the covers of her bed was a girl named Jane. She rose from her bed in her pajamas and rose her arms in a stretch, yawning in the process. As she put on her glasses from the nightstand, Jane noticed the second bed across the room was empty. The pillows and sheets were sloppily hanging from the bed, indicating its occupant woke up in a hurry. The silence of the room was shattered by an odd, alerting sound.
Jane sighs. "Yep, she's eating breakfast."
The bespectacled girl went downstairs and witness the spectacle of a red-headed girl at the kitchen, chowing down at a quantity of food that could feed a small family.
It was her roommate, Lalia.
Jane stood at the staircase and just watched in silence as the roommate stuffs her mouth with a large stack of pancakes soaked in a sea of butter and syrup. She ate at a fast pace as if her life depended on finishing those flapjacks. To any other person, this would be a sight to behold. To Jane,
The Girl of My Dreams Pt. IVDear Journal,
Inside my body my stomach felt like it was doing back flips. It feels a bit uncomfortable, and yet I feel comfortable with it.
I was still amazed that Teresa said she loved me over the phone last night. It feels so good to discover the one you're searching for shares the same feelings. I was really speechless, I just couldn't believe it!
As I was sleeping, I couldn't help but dream about Teresa and I together: us spending so much time together going out on dates, me adoring her sweet personality and her beautiful body, her adoring my....
Wait! What does she like about me? Well, I am generally a nice, helpful person, that could be it.
So far, we have three things in common.
Or maybe she thinks I'm a smokin' hot stud. Could be, Alex, could be. Although I don't really feel like one.
Oh, come on, Alex, have self-confidence. I'm not an ugly guy, but I feel average. I do have some muscles, but I am kinda chunky.
Guess I have to find out tomorrow.
The next morning, I woke up fee
KP WGS Conclusion Part II"That's just a taste of what's to come. Soon, everyone will be deprived of the source of life they hold so dearly." Drakken pressed a button on the remote, raising and turning off the screen.
Kim couldn't stand this. "Why?"
"No one takes me seriously. I'm sick of being a walking punchline for everyone's perverse amusement. This time, I'm gonna win. Plus, Shego wants the water for her private island she just bought. Apparently, there's not enough water there."
Kim turned her head and noticed Shego walk toward the glass alongside Drakken.
"Well, you got to have an ocean's worth of water, not 10 cups worth," She replied.
"Then WHY DID YOU PICK THAT ISLAND IN THE FIRST PLACE!?" Drakken shouted.
"Well genius, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have this big ol' 'evil scheme!'"
"...You do have a point there."
"Hey, what's going on?"
Everyone turned to Ron, who was just waking up.
"Uh, Kim, is this the hotel room we're staying in because if so, I need to speak to the manager."
The Girl of My Dreams: Entry 3Dear Journal,
Teresa, Teresa, Teresa.
She was all I could think about now. That face, that smile, that body... she's making me crazy!
However, this is a good thing. It's really great to discover that a girl appreciates you for who you are. I haven't had the guts to talk to girls before Teresa came along. Every time I do, I get tense. I stutter, I sweat profusely, and sometimes I get a little dizzy. It's a very embarrassing sight. I'm surprised Teresa didn't ignore me and walk away. But she stayed.
Yep, she definitely likes me.
The job I have was part-time work at the neighborhood movie theater. It has decent pay ($12 an hour) that can help me with paying tuition and whatnot. My line of work here is the concession stand. Plenty of snacks to choose from nachos to candy to good ol' fashioned popcorn. You could imagine how hectic it gets during the opening weekends!
After an hour of working, I took my half-hour break to eat and do some homework to lighten the load when I get home. I began