How did we get so hideous?
I was briefly browsing the facebook site and, without revealing names, came across some people I knew from high school. Many of the girls I was attracted to back then are hideously ugly. It's as though they just stopped trying and began downing twinkies. Maybe I'm being too harsh, but it's disgusting. I'm allowed to say that on here because, frankly, everyone I know on livejournal has kept both their looks and their figure. Good job everyone! As for the rest, I am truly horrified at what awaits me at the 10-year high school reunion. (Shudder)
Next on my bitch list is how dumb some people are. I passed a vehicle on the road today with shoe polish on the rear window that:
1. Had horrible grammar/spelling/punctuation
2. Made no sense.
It read, "Breath if your horney!" I tried to let the guy know, but really, where do you begin on something like that? Should I tell him that "Breathe" has an "e" at the end? Should I tell him that "your" is spelled "you're" when it's a contraction for "you are"? Should I tell him "horny" has no "e"? Or should I just tell him this whole sentence couldn't be read by a retard and that he's an idiot? It shouldn't have frustrated me, but it did. I suppose I'm just appalled by the scholastic system and how we allow those who can't even spell to drive.
In other news, I'm trying to be a better person.
But seriously, my dad told a very motivational story to me the other day about how one must decide they're to be happy before beginning a task. He conveyed how deciding your mood can affect the outcome of the event, and ultimately make your forced mood become a reality. And so, bearing this in mind, I went to Fiesta Texas with my two sisters and a few hundred fat, smelly mexicans. And despite the sweltering heat, I was able to sincerely enjoy myself. My sister must've also decided to be happy that day, because the two of us just goofed off the entire time, and had a blast doing it!
Next on my bitch list is how dumb some people are. I passed a vehicle on the road today with shoe polish on the rear window that:
1. Had horrible grammar/spelling/punctuation
2. Made no sense.
It read, "Breath if your horney!" I tried to let the guy know, but really, where do you begin on something like that? Should I tell him that "Breathe" has an "e" at the end? Should I tell him that "your" is spelled "you're" when it's a contraction for "you are"? Should I tell him "horny" has no "e"? Or should I just tell him this whole sentence couldn't be read by a retard and that he's an idiot? It shouldn't have frustrated me, but it did. I suppose I'm just appalled by the scholastic system and how we allow those who can't even spell to drive.
In other news, I'm trying to be a better person.
But seriously, my dad told a very motivational story to me the other day about how one must decide they're to be happy before beginning a task. He conveyed how deciding your mood can affect the outcome of the event, and ultimately make your forced mood become a reality. And so, bearing this in mind, I went to Fiesta Texas with my two sisters and a few hundred fat, smelly mexicans. And despite the sweltering heat, I was able to sincerely enjoy myself. My sister must've also decided to be happy that day, because the two of us just goofed off the entire time, and had a blast doing it!