Okay, okay, so you’ve been aroundthe site, and you’ve seen that I’m crazy, you’ve read about me. You’ve read what others have to say about me. So, now, I will take the time to outline my only goal in life:
To have Tabitha synnonymous with me.
Seriously. I mean, in the beginning of the year the silly teachers are always like, "Set goals." I always sucked at that! And now, now I’ve decided that Tabitha should equal me! I should be on a first-name basis. Like Madonna, or Cher... Well, not Cher so much. But when you hear "Tabitha", think of ME! This sudden declaration is just propelled by our yearbooks, in which I discovered that there are TWO (2) other Tabitha’s attending this school, and I am not happy about it. Both are freshmen, which is... Well, that really has no effect on my life. But they threaten my complete control over my name.
Now, let me tell you a story. I got my name from the TV show Bewitched. Tabitha was a little girl who could twitch her nose (with her finger, of course, we don’t have such talents like her mother, Samantha, who could snap her fingers, which I can’t do) and do crazy, magical things. Now, tell me how these other Tabithas should get MY name! They’re freshmen! I had it first! And I got it in a cooler way, so nyah!!
What the hell is my point? Hell if I know, except that I AM TABITHA. People think I am crazy. Well, yeah. I am. Runs in the family. Hmm... running out of ideas here. So, anyways, I’m just begging you, think of Tabitha, think of me. Got that? Good.
"Me fale inglish? That's unposibel!" -Ralph Wiggum