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I was in a shitty mood... until my retarded brother starts talking to me on msn about his bike's state of disrepair. And me, trying to be nice and all big sisterly or whatever tell him he can use my old bike @ my parents place. He responds by saying it's too small and he feels like a giant on 2 midget's tricycle. Way to make me feel small..
Anyway, it is a Friday night and I am sitting here in a cafe punking their internet, by myself. Ok, I don't think I'm that much of an oddball or that ugly that I SHOULD BE ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT!! GRRR
Also, to top things off, I got a haircut earlier this week. Not just a little trim, I got like 3+ inches hacked off. To me, it looks really nice. No one has noticed... or atleast no one has mentioned anything. I got more compliments from random strangers at the salon than from my own 'friends' and aquaintances. THE HELL!? Like seriously? Maybe I am just not meant to have friends. I didn't want to finish work today because I knew I didn't really have anything to do this evening. I would have more fun working than being at home...
Also, why do chics hate me? If I get the stink eye from one more bleach-blond, too much make-up, fake tan fucking bimbo I am going to fucking lose my mind. No, I am not wearing make up, no I am not wearing pants 3 sizes too small, no my hair is not dyed, yes I m wearing whatever is cmforable and suits my fancy right now. GET THE FUCK OVER IT. I am not going to turn myself into something fake from a fucking fashion magazine for you idiots. I am 25, do I really need to be dumping all sorts of chemicals on my skin anyway? No. Ugh it is so frustrating. I don't live to impress anyone anyway.... unless it is with the awesome powers of my brain :3
Last thing here and then I am heading home: My bro is coming out to Sask on October 3rd and we are going to visit Drumheller, Dinosaur Provincal Park, drive through Patricia to go to the cool grill-your-own-steak cowboy bar and then onward to the mountains! I can't wait. Taking a week off work too. It's the off-season and I found some wicked deals to stay at some really nice places around banff for like nothing. Then the day after he leaves I head up to the north again for two weeks... on top of having a bazillion things to do in the office from now until... oh, Christmas? Atleast I am motivated into doing it again.
Well, I am off, going to sulk at home
Anyway, it is a Friday night and I am sitting here in a cafe punking their internet, by myself. Ok, I don't think I'm that much of an oddball or that ugly that I SHOULD BE ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT!! GRRR
Also, to top things off, I got a haircut earlier this week. Not just a little trim, I got like 3+ inches hacked off. To me, it looks really nice. No one has noticed... or atleast no one has mentioned anything. I got more compliments from random strangers at the salon than from my own 'friends' and aquaintances. THE HELL!? Like seriously? Maybe I am just not meant to have friends. I didn't want to finish work today because I knew I didn't really have anything to do this evening. I would have more fun working than being at home...
Also, why do chics hate me? If I get the stink eye from one more bleach-blond, too much make-up, fake tan fucking bimbo I am going to fucking lose my mind. No, I am not wearing make up, no I am not wearing pants 3 sizes too small, no my hair is not dyed, yes I m wearing whatever is cmforable and suits my fancy right now. GET THE FUCK OVER IT. I am not going to turn myself into something fake from a fucking fashion magazine for you idiots. I am 25, do I really need to be dumping all sorts of chemicals on my skin anyway? No. Ugh it is so frustrating. I don't live to impress anyone anyway.... unless it is with the awesome powers of my brain :3
Last thing here and then I am heading home: My bro is coming out to Sask on October 3rd and we are going to visit Drumheller, Dinosaur Provincal Park, drive through Patricia to go to the cool grill-your-own-steak cowboy bar and then onward to the mountains! I can't wait. Taking a week off work too. It's the off-season and I found some wicked deals to stay at some really nice places around banff for like nothing. Then the day after he leaves I head up to the north again for two weeks... on top of having a bazillion things to do in the office from now until... oh, Christmas? Atleast I am motivated into doing it again.
Well, I am off, going to sulk at home