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Jan 10, 2006 18:35

I have women issues. And I hate MySpace. I swear, when it comes to women, I'll show an interest, but do absolutely nothing about it until it's too late. Im like a little kid not playing with a toy, then when someone else takes it, I go and whine about it. But whatever. Its the same exact thing I always do. Its stupid that I feel crappy about it, but I do. And for some reason I feel angry at her. I want to hit him. Even though we've been friends since like 6th grade. Ughhhh. I wish I never had to go to school again. Im just gonna get angry when I see them. I hope he was a skiiing accident or something and loses his balls. She wanted to know why I didn't say hi to her. Ummmmm...cause...now just the sight of you pisses me off. I'm sorry that I don't have a car. Im sorry I don't have money. Im sorry I can't play basketball this year. Im sorry that I don't live in a 3-story house. Im sorry about a lot of things. Bitch.

Other than all that in my last dramatic entry, I'm good. At least it gave me a good story to tell at school today. Not so much the drug part, but...yeah. At least now I can say linke in Pulp Fiction "hate to burst your bubble, but this ain't the first time I've had a gun pinted at me." Hahah. But hopefully its the last.

I saw some thing last night about how a kids blog was used as evidence against him in a trial where he crashed and killed his friend while drunk. For the interest of any net-cops who may be reading, I'd like to state that any and all information in my blog is purely fictional and for entertainment purposes. I do not, and have never sold, arranged to sell, or bought controlled substances, firearms, or stolen goods. Thank you.
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