sarmetta
A Story.. DO I have a story?? Well Yeah.. Everyone has a story, mine is not yet made into a book though. Hah!
My story starts off in 1975.. when I was no longer a thought in my parents eye.. Instead i was a pea growing in a pod!!! 
To their shock after I was born, I was a wrinkled looking little alien!!! ACK... 
But hey I had blue eyes and blonde hair, can't say that about every alien now can ya!
My Journey As this little wrinkled alien started to get so fun filled... learning what the earthlings Know.... chocolate and peanut butter..
WOW lucky bunch of people!!! And here i have nothing but a bottle and some powdery chalk like junk to drink.
I can not wait till i have teeth!! wewt wewt!!!
Growing older and going through my parents not much liking each other (geez some aliens!!!) i went through a serious of 4 different mom type people... I think it saddened me.. I mean how often do u get to call a mom a mom, then get told you can't call them mom anymore .. then you get another shoved in your face... and are told once again... "Hey Lil alien child, call this one mom now" But 4 lousy times!!!! *shakes head.*
It's a wonder why my generation of kids are just going out having relations without finding the romance first...
Why bother when it comes and goes so quickly!!! Heh! I just don't want to hear about it anymore Hmmpf!!!!
Yep call me stubborn.....
So now my little alien life keeps on growing up.. I start dating.. weird how us aliens interact sometimes.. Why is there always food involved? Perhaps a comfort? Or a stress reliever...? No clue!!!
Every time i wold visit the Alien boy i was dating, his mom would have plates of fried junk.. (again you guys are so lucky, I'm still just drinking car batteries for fuel)
But I decided to rebel... I was protesting.. NO MORE STINKING BATTERIES!!!!! HAH take that mother figure!!!!
And i would be over there All the time.. munching on some ooey gooey goodness.....rawr sunshine.. all for me!!!
During this phase.. karma or what?? I got into a bad alien space craft wreck I was left not being able to move or almost 2 yrs. (fully anyways) I had a crushed arm, and glass all over my face. sigh.. the alien green glow perfection of my blondness and blue eyes.. was no longer.
Being stuck in a bed for most the time, I didn't do a whole lot but eat.. i kept eating.. but i couldn't move... My alien figure.. Down the drain. That's is where it all started.
Months, yrs, kept going by... i kept munching .. not caring.. and loving eat morsel an alien could love.
Yep, i was loving life.
When I had gotten older, I thought to myself, wow Ive really put on some weight.. oh heck this will be easy....
So i tried to diet.... Eh wrong answer /FAIL!!!!
So i tried a different one... What the heck.. this one made me gain the weight!!!!
Grumble grumble... Mumble mumble.... Now i know why midol was created.. to heck with it being for PMS...
its for SMFC Sub-conscious mass food consumption!!!
Doesn't it just tick you off when you do that??
Well anyways... so I had a Cpl aliens myself, they were gorgeous... OH hell.. Now where did this love handle or 2 come from??
DAMN!!!!!
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Yep we just traveled in time.... (hope you enjoyed your trip on UFSO *unidentified Flying Sandy's Object*)
5 yrs ago I quit smoking... WOW haven't been able to breath in so long.. even if i do have 4 mouths, and 3 noses (now it makes u wonder what I really do look like eh?)
I gained a hundred pounds... ONE HUNDRED POUNDS!!!!!! I say it to myself a lot, I'd rather die of cancer then to be this FAT!!!
But no I never did go back to smoking....
in 2007.. I was diagnosed with bone cancer... (KARMA?????) I so need to watch what i say!!! I got all sad and weepy . stress eating was what it was for me.. to gain 50 more pounds or so.....
My Lil alien self has finally went Kaput!!!! And now i need some help...
Why am i an alien???
I do not recognize myself anymore..... I need a way to crack this outer shell and bring out the beautiful person i was born and raised to be.
HELP!
