Livejournal Does Exist!
ha. thought you could get rid of me livejournal. not that simple. my spring break has brought me back to this. i am indeed that bored to result to livejournal... we'll see how long this lasts. oh, i notice my depressing poems are still here. that's refreshing...
anyway, today, my father, pablo, woke me up this morning at ten so i could (hopefully) win the beatles abbey road LP on Ebay... but that didn't work out. it was more than i wanted to spend, and there are plenty of abbey roads out there. instead i purchased hail to the thief and return of saturn. i am debating whether or not to buy a kate bush album, but we'll see how that goes.
speaking of records, my player decided to fuck up yesterday during bob dylan... i never thought that bob would fuck me like that, but ever since "like a rolling stone", my player randomly changes speeds... at first, i thought it was funny when jeff buckley's voice managed to go even higher (like a chipmunk) than it already does, but then i started getting pissed. i unplugged it, and hopefully it will be better by tomorrow.
in other news... one of my friends at msu has revealed herself to me (i am not going to say her name because that would be mean... oh wait... yeah... nevermind... kristin dunn). all i can say is don't trust this girl with money or your friendship, because she will fuck you hard. she asked me to paint a picture of herself, and that she'd be willing to pay me to do it. i didn't know how much to charge, so she offered $50... i thought... wow! $50... great! but then she was like... well... make it $40... and i thought... wow! $40... great! so i painted it for her, and she really liked it. she liked it so much that she made a shrine in her dorm room and surrounded it with candles. she placed it on top of her dresser right across from where her head would look at it when she woke up in the morning and when would go to sleep at night. she liked it so much that she asked me to paint a picture of her friend. i thought... wow! $40... great! so i painted it for her, and she really liked it. i wasn't quite done with it when she took it upon herself to take it from me without my consent and gave it to her friend for her birthday. she said she'd pay me for it. october went by. november went by. december went by. then january... and february... and i had had enough of waiting for this miser to scrounge up the money to pay me, so i had to take manners into my own hands. since i knew she loved the first painting so much and the exact location of it, i had made a plan of reclaiming it as collateral. after our class together, i followed her roommate into her room and left her a note saying that she could get her painting back if she paid me. so, this is how she took it upon herself to handle the situation...
GET A LOAD OF THIS... IT'S BOTH THE MEANEST THING I'VE EVER READ AND THE MOST HILARIOUS THING I'VE EVER READ AT THE SAME TIME...
From: Kristin Dunn
To: Scott Nadzam
Subject:
Message: Since the facebook seems to be the mature way of communication these days, instead of leaving you a note and running away like you chose to do, Im going to compose this to you. First, I'd like to say that I'm glad you decided to do this little trade, and take the painting. I don't really want it anymore anyway, it wasn't very good. So, thank you for taking the weight off my shoulders of having to pay you such a ridiculous amount of money. Secondly, I'd like to address the fact that I didn't not give you a valentine because I owed you money, that doesn't even make sense. The reason I didn't give you one, is because I think you are a hypocritical asshole. Since you're probably wondering, I will elaborate on that last comment. I think yoou're a hypocrit because you constanty take and use others things without asking, such as jims record player, and adams hat, which is not your trademark, nor cool to wear every single day. Then, when anyone even goes near your things, or asks to use them, unlike you, you cry like a little bitch. Alright, moving on to why you're an asshole. When Logan came to visit, you swore that you would sleep in the other room so that they could be alone, yet, when it came time to leave, even after Logan graciously thanked you for being willing to sleep elsewhere, and you said no problem, you then went straight to your bed being absolutely disrespectful to Adam and the promise you made. You then promised you would sleep elsewhere the next night, which you again turned your back on. This is a very douschbag thing to do, which I guess is why it doesn't surprise me that you did it. You are constantly pessimistic about everything and criticize everyone and things that they do, not to mention, you talk about others, that you claim are your friends "for life," behind their backs. Also, again, it was an asshole thing to do to charge me forty dollars for a shitty painting when we were supposedly friends. You may be asking yourself why I'm mentioning instances that have nothing to do with me, well the reason is, the people that I have mentioned are my FRIENDS and the fact that you're an asshole to them, makes you an asshole overall. Plus, I am merely voicing what everyone is thinking. So, I am glad that this has all gotten out, and now we never have to talk again. Have a nice life. Bye.
k. dunn
when i say the most hilarious thing i've ever heard, i mean, that this was the most pathetic, "high school" thing that she could've done in this situation. To make me feel even worse about myself... HAHA RIGHT... she went and removed me from her friends list on FACEBOOK... BOOOOO HOOOOO... i'm shaking kristin. she is definitely one of the finest human specimens i have ever encountered in all of my existence. people like her are the reason why i don't understand human beings and why i cannot trust a single one of them. to top it all off, i found out that one of my roommates helped her write the message. so there is a lot of drama going on and a lot of people i'd wished i'd never wasted my time on. but i take it with a grain of salt. for every bastard/bitchy person you meet, there is always a not-so-bastard/bitchy person. now that i know that i can't trust these people, i don't have to deal with them anymore.
so i guess that's all of the excitement that's going on in my life. i think i might give my old friend sam a call tomorrow. we'll see how that goes.
anyway, today, my father, pablo, woke me up this morning at ten so i could (hopefully) win the beatles abbey road LP on Ebay... but that didn't work out. it was more than i wanted to spend, and there are plenty of abbey roads out there. instead i purchased hail to the thief and return of saturn. i am debating whether or not to buy a kate bush album, but we'll see how that goes.
speaking of records, my player decided to fuck up yesterday during bob dylan... i never thought that bob would fuck me like that, but ever since "like a rolling stone", my player randomly changes speeds... at first, i thought it was funny when jeff buckley's voice managed to go even higher (like a chipmunk) than it already does, but then i started getting pissed. i unplugged it, and hopefully it will be better by tomorrow.
in other news... one of my friends at msu has revealed herself to me (i am not going to say her name because that would be mean... oh wait... yeah... nevermind... kristin dunn). all i can say is don't trust this girl with money or your friendship, because she will fuck you hard. she asked me to paint a picture of herself, and that she'd be willing to pay me to do it. i didn't know how much to charge, so she offered $50... i thought... wow! $50... great! but then she was like... well... make it $40... and i thought... wow! $40... great! so i painted it for her, and she really liked it. she liked it so much that she made a shrine in her dorm room and surrounded it with candles. she placed it on top of her dresser right across from where her head would look at it when she woke up in the morning and when would go to sleep at night. she liked it so much that she asked me to paint a picture of her friend. i thought... wow! $40... great! so i painted it for her, and she really liked it. i wasn't quite done with it when she took it upon herself to take it from me without my consent and gave it to her friend for her birthday. she said she'd pay me for it. october went by. november went by. december went by. then january... and february... and i had had enough of waiting for this miser to scrounge up the money to pay me, so i had to take manners into my own hands. since i knew she loved the first painting so much and the exact location of it, i had made a plan of reclaiming it as collateral. after our class together, i followed her roommate into her room and left her a note saying that she could get her painting back if she paid me. so, this is how she took it upon herself to handle the situation...
GET A LOAD OF THIS... IT'S BOTH THE MEANEST THING I'VE EVER READ AND THE MOST HILARIOUS THING I'VE EVER READ AT THE SAME TIME...
From: Kristin Dunn
To: Scott Nadzam
Subject:
Message: Since the facebook seems to be the mature way of communication these days, instead of leaving you a note and running away like you chose to do, Im going to compose this to you. First, I'd like to say that I'm glad you decided to do this little trade, and take the painting. I don't really want it anymore anyway, it wasn't very good. So, thank you for taking the weight off my shoulders of having to pay you such a ridiculous amount of money. Secondly, I'd like to address the fact that I didn't not give you a valentine because I owed you money, that doesn't even make sense. The reason I didn't give you one, is because I think you are a hypocritical asshole. Since you're probably wondering, I will elaborate on that last comment. I think yoou're a hypocrit because you constanty take and use others things without asking, such as jims record player, and adams hat, which is not your trademark, nor cool to wear every single day. Then, when anyone even goes near your things, or asks to use them, unlike you, you cry like a little bitch. Alright, moving on to why you're an asshole. When Logan came to visit, you swore that you would sleep in the other room so that they could be alone, yet, when it came time to leave, even after Logan graciously thanked you for being willing to sleep elsewhere, and you said no problem, you then went straight to your bed being absolutely disrespectful to Adam and the promise you made. You then promised you would sleep elsewhere the next night, which you again turned your back on. This is a very douschbag thing to do, which I guess is why it doesn't surprise me that you did it. You are constantly pessimistic about everything and criticize everyone and things that they do, not to mention, you talk about others, that you claim are your friends "for life," behind their backs. Also, again, it was an asshole thing to do to charge me forty dollars for a shitty painting when we were supposedly friends. You may be asking yourself why I'm mentioning instances that have nothing to do with me, well the reason is, the people that I have mentioned are my FRIENDS and the fact that you're an asshole to them, makes you an asshole overall. Plus, I am merely voicing what everyone is thinking. So, I am glad that this has all gotten out, and now we never have to talk again. Have a nice life. Bye.
k. dunn
when i say the most hilarious thing i've ever heard, i mean, that this was the most pathetic, "high school" thing that she could've done in this situation. To make me feel even worse about myself... HAHA RIGHT... she went and removed me from her friends list on FACEBOOK... BOOOOO HOOOOO... i'm shaking kristin. she is definitely one of the finest human specimens i have ever encountered in all of my existence. people like her are the reason why i don't understand human beings and why i cannot trust a single one of them. to top it all off, i found out that one of my roommates helped her write the message. so there is a lot of drama going on and a lot of people i'd wished i'd never wasted my time on. but i take it with a grain of salt. for every bastard/bitchy person you meet, there is always a not-so-bastard/bitchy person. now that i know that i can't trust these people, i don't have to deal with them anymore.
so i guess that's all of the excitement that's going on in my life. i think i might give my old friend sam a call tomorrow. we'll see how that goes.