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i have been a royal bitch lately. i can't even help myself. just bitch, bitch, bitch. i've been doing my very best to suppress this urge to ream out everyone i meet, but it's because harder and harder. i'm stressed out and i'm going to start my period soon.. and i'm just a biotch. but at least i can tell. and admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery, or so they say. who ever "they" are.
yesterday was horribly long. school in the morning. then after that i had to go to my CPR/AED class. which i've done before but they're making me do again.. so, i'm pretty pissed about it. but i was happy to see that everyone else was in the class because they had to be too. plus all but one had already had the class, so we got to pretty much breeze through.. then the chick that didn't have it before i just gave her the answers. she was telling me about her five year old.. she did not look like she should have a fiver year old. and anyways, it's a shame to wreck the goods on that cute of a girl so soon. anyways, i'll be done with it next wednesday. so, i'm not going to complain too much. it's only two nights of my life.
today i had to do this taped assessment thing with my partners. funny as all shit. rene had no idea what to do. i was being the patient.. i probably should have helped her out a little more, but it was too funny. she was freaking out. so, i just spouted off a bunch of symptoms that didn't make any sense. our instructor is kinda weird. i like her though.. bonnie... bonnie bodart.. haha.. B.B. but once we were done with our taping shit, we got to leave, so i was home by 11:30 today. which is nice. tomorrow is going to suck though. we have to be there from 11 to 4. but it's better than what we were originally scheduled to be there for which was 9 to 4. meh.
megan came to visit me last night. that was nice of her. "i'm kicking paul out early tonight. i haven't seen you in forever." it had been since sunday. which is a long time considering how much we really do see each other. i've been busy, though. disgusting. paul is officially on my shit list. which, is a pretty fucking hard thing to get on.. i've had people do me wrong something awful and i'll still defend them. "oh, they're just having a bad day." hmm.. well, not this time. a good way to get to the top of that list is fucking with megan.. and this boy has done that just one too many times for my liking. this probably has a lot to do with my recent infection of bitchiness. but i don't care.. bastard.
i told my mom that i was pregnant. she looked at me like i was crazy, then laughed in my face. she's completely given up hope.
my sister told me to stop being a slut. she seriously come up with the most random things. i haven't acted like a slut..ever.. well, in a while. like, we'll be having a good time.. and hahahaha.. then "pleppy. i want you to stop being a slut." boom.. she drops this on me. makes no sense. "i was with one person when i was your age. and we had been together for years." (large pause) "now.. you.. i don't want you to be a slut like i was. vince fucked me up. don't do that." then it was back to good times and laughing. she has all this older sister advice that just doesn't apply to me. where as she gives her heart to anyone that will take it.. i reserve mine. i keep it hidden and icy. preserve the freshness for the someone that deserves it. like, you just can't give your shit out freely to anyone that wants to borrow it. by the time you get it back it's just not the same. they don't respect what you give them.. once you get it back, it's torn and frayed and broken. then what's the point?
dude, i have this new channel logo. it's fucking gay t.v. all the time. day and night.. 24 hours of queer. i'm addicted. lots of pretty gay boys every where. hot lesbians making out. it's impressive.
yesterday was horribly long. school in the morning. then after that i had to go to my CPR/AED class. which i've done before but they're making me do again.. so, i'm pretty pissed about it. but i was happy to see that everyone else was in the class because they had to be too. plus all but one had already had the class, so we got to pretty much breeze through.. then the chick that didn't have it before i just gave her the answers. she was telling me about her five year old.. she did not look like she should have a fiver year old. and anyways, it's a shame to wreck the goods on that cute of a girl so soon. anyways, i'll be done with it next wednesday. so, i'm not going to complain too much. it's only two nights of my life.
today i had to do this taped assessment thing with my partners. funny as all shit. rene had no idea what to do. i was being the patient.. i probably should have helped her out a little more, but it was too funny. she was freaking out. so, i just spouted off a bunch of symptoms that didn't make any sense. our instructor is kinda weird. i like her though.. bonnie... bonnie bodart.. haha.. B.B. but once we were done with our taping shit, we got to leave, so i was home by 11:30 today. which is nice. tomorrow is going to suck though. we have to be there from 11 to 4. but it's better than what we were originally scheduled to be there for which was 9 to 4. meh.
megan came to visit me last night. that was nice of her. "i'm kicking paul out early tonight. i haven't seen you in forever." it had been since sunday. which is a long time considering how much we really do see each other. i've been busy, though. disgusting. paul is officially on my shit list. which, is a pretty fucking hard thing to get on.. i've had people do me wrong something awful and i'll still defend them. "oh, they're just having a bad day." hmm.. well, not this time. a good way to get to the top of that list is fucking with megan.. and this boy has done that just one too many times for my liking. this probably has a lot to do with my recent infection of bitchiness. but i don't care.. bastard.
i told my mom that i was pregnant. she looked at me like i was crazy, then laughed in my face. she's completely given up hope.
my sister told me to stop being a slut. she seriously come up with the most random things. i haven't acted like a slut..ever.. well, in a while. like, we'll be having a good time.. and hahahaha.. then "pleppy. i want you to stop being a slut." boom.. she drops this on me. makes no sense. "i was with one person when i was your age. and we had been together for years." (large pause) "now.. you.. i don't want you to be a slut like i was. vince fucked me up. don't do that." then it was back to good times and laughing. she has all this older sister advice that just doesn't apply to me. where as she gives her heart to anyone that will take it.. i reserve mine. i keep it hidden and icy. preserve the freshness for the someone that deserves it. like, you just can't give your shit out freely to anyone that wants to borrow it. by the time you get it back it's just not the same. they don't respect what you give them.. once you get it back, it's torn and frayed and broken. then what's the point?
dude, i have this new channel logo. it's fucking gay t.v. all the time. day and night.. 24 hours of queer. i'm addicted. lots of pretty gay boys every where. hot lesbians making out. it's impressive.