Gonna come out like angst.
[mood| 
cranky]
[music| Stabby Rip Stab Stab (LMAO)]
Some aspects of the Festa Italiana were really enjoyable. Certain ones you may know that I'm referring to ;);)<3<3, but I realized I was being a cunt most of the time. Then I also realized that my mother was being a cunt; to me and my friends. So I'd pretty much had it at that point. I tred to give her five bucks back seeing as she was complaining about having no gas and no means of getting any. But when we got home she spazzed out and threw it somewhere..I have no idea it went flying. And I stayed in the car for another fifteen minutes after she went in just bawling my eyes out and looking for it. I'm positive there was more behind the crying than the fact that she was too high and mighty for my five dollars, and she didn't have to make ME not have it either. It was strange, could've been guilt + pissedoffness + sadness + other things that are bothering me all at the same time that I can't deal with + no medication that day; I don't know. But I just waddled inside with my black mascara face and went for a piss [She was running herself a bubble bath and as I sat on the toilet I was collecting my saliva.. then spit it right in her squeaky clean tub of luxury 0:)] then to bed.
I was watching a show today and there was a girl that had acne. They were making a big deal out of the fact that a guy liked her and wanted to go out with her, and how nice of a guy he is to look past appearance. I almost died. I didn't realize it was such a burden or impossibiltiy to like someone that has pimples. I guess I'm out of luck then. Then she was answering questions about it and saying how that it turned out to be a blessing because she had to learn how to make a life for herself and learn an instrument, realize she was attractive and funny, and more than blah blah blah. It was complete bullshit. They were acting as if acne is like someone having an amputated limb. It was incredibly disturbing, television has turned into the equivalent of excrement; except for my reality shows HAHAHA.
I never found that five dollars.
cranky]
[music| Stabby Rip Stab Stab (LMAO)]
Some aspects of the Festa Italiana were really enjoyable. Certain ones you may know that I'm referring to ;);)<3<3, but I realized I was being a cunt most of the time. Then I also realized that my mother was being a cunt; to me and my friends. So I'd pretty much had it at that point. I tred to give her five bucks back seeing as she was complaining about having no gas and no means of getting any. But when we got home she spazzed out and threw it somewhere..I have no idea it went flying. And I stayed in the car for another fifteen minutes after she went in just bawling my eyes out and looking for it. I'm positive there was more behind the crying than the fact that she was too high and mighty for my five dollars, and she didn't have to make ME not have it either. It was strange, could've been guilt + pissedoffness + sadness + other things that are bothering me all at the same time that I can't deal with + no medication that day; I don't know. But I just waddled inside with my black mascara face and went for a piss [She was running herself a bubble bath and as I sat on the toilet I was collecting my saliva.. then spit it right in her squeaky clean tub of luxury 0:)] then to bed.
I was watching a show today and there was a girl that had acne. They were making a big deal out of the fact that a guy liked her and wanted to go out with her, and how nice of a guy he is to look past appearance. I almost died. I didn't realize it was such a burden or impossibiltiy to like someone that has pimples. I guess I'm out of luck then. Then she was answering questions about it and saying how that it turned out to be a blessing because she had to learn how to make a life for herself and learn an instrument, realize she was attractive and funny, and more than blah blah blah. It was complete bullshit. They were acting as if acne is like someone having an amputated limb. It was incredibly disturbing, television has turned into the equivalent of excrement; except for my reality shows HAHAHA.
I never found that five dollars.