What's Really Hilarious About "Humans", Since It's the Choice Phrase Of Da Week
Is that they get pissed at what they can't read and be nosy about.
Yeah, it's an online journal thing. It's addictive. It's also frecking queer if you get yourself so worked up over something so remedally stupid such as being friended or unfriended. For crimminy sakes, stop your moaning and PMSing. Is it your LJ username, account? Did you make up the username(s)? No? Then get. The. Hell. Over. It. For. Once.
I don't know about you, but some things I like to keep "secret", which is odd since we're posting such things online, but you know, friends or not, suck ups or not, whatever you may or may not be, it's not THAT damned serious. I don't get worked up when Sheryl and Bailee write notes back and forth and they won't let me see them (esp. when I KNOW they're talking about me, good or bad), or tons of other people. Yeah, it somewhat bothers me when I actually bother to give it thought, but that's what I'm talking about. If they felt that it was that important that the whole fucking world should know about, I'm sure you'd know.
Give off their grill and meat. Slowly people all around me are becoming more and more like these damned Arabic neighbours that suffocate me here and hate me/us because we're Americans. Uh, hello people. Free country. Free service. If the options weren't there for friends/private/customized options for the USER'S choice, then WHY THE HELL ARE THEY THERE, HMM??!!
Geeze. Get a life and stop being so damned critical. You only live once, don't waste it on such pettiness.
And *GASP*, I'm making this public for reasons that are beyond me.
Maybe it's to prove I can do whatever I wish with MY journal, hmm?
Yeah, it's an online journal thing. It's addictive. It's also frecking queer if you get yourself so worked up over something so remedally stupid such as being friended or unfriended. For crimminy sakes, stop your moaning and PMSing. Is it your LJ username, account? Did you make up the username(s)? No? Then get. The. Hell. Over. It. For. Once.
I don't know about you, but some things I like to keep "secret", which is odd since we're posting such things online, but you know, friends or not, suck ups or not, whatever you may or may not be, it's not THAT damned serious. I don't get worked up when Sheryl and Bailee write notes back and forth and they won't let me see them (esp. when I KNOW they're talking about me, good or bad), or tons of other people. Yeah, it somewhat bothers me when I actually bother to give it thought, but that's what I'm talking about. If they felt that it was that important that the whole fucking world should know about, I'm sure you'd know.
Give off their grill and meat. Slowly people all around me are becoming more and more like these damned Arabic neighbours that suffocate me here and hate me/us because we're Americans. Uh, hello people. Free country. Free service. If the options weren't there for friends/private/customized options for the USER'S choice, then WHY THE HELL ARE THEY THERE, HMM??!!
Geeze. Get a life and stop being so damned critical. You only live once, don't waste it on such pettiness.
And *GASP*, I'm making this public for reasons that are beyond me.
Maybe it's to prove I can do whatever I wish with MY journal, hmm?