paaah
i wander if some people actually know how fucking stupid they are to me. this anorexic twat in my english language class (sneery girl, never quite sure whether she's laughing with or at me... :s) actually turned round to me today, and said "ooooooooooh i LOVE your hair, it's so wavy and FRIZZY..." i mean, what the bloody fuck?? am i supposed to be flattered?? am i supposed to carry on talking like she isn't a freaking dick? am i buggery. just fuck off and eat some bloody foood. grrrrrrrrrr. i guess she's what Bridget Jones would call a jelly fish. *rolls eyes*
on a different note, life is ok. i'm not sad, though i'm not majorly ecstatic (but then when do i really ever show enthusiasm? haahaa )
new years was fantastic, had a great time, wore a sparkly skirt, kissed lots of pretty people *stops and drools* at the bell tolling, and drank a considerable amount...what my nother would undoubtedly call binge drinking *snigger*
have developed an unbelievably husky voice though, can't decided whether it's soulfully husky though, or woman-about-to-collapse-after-coughing-fit-husky. hmmmmmmmm
christmas was goooood, well the eve bit anyway, free slammas a-go-go, and here i'd like to give my eternal thanks to laura for getting me home (oh, how wrong it could've been...)
and jeeeeeez, had the wierdest and most over-sharing phone call in the world the other day. girl from work - lovely, but no shame and a wee bit sluttish- phones up to tell me about her new years with this guy (who spent my first week of work harassing me to go out with him even though he's still shagging her and about 50 other girls???whhhhhhhhhyyyyyy does she like him?? the twat.) and so she goes on and on, i can cope with her telling me they shagged, and that it all got very "hot" but i think my breaking point was where she actually thought it was a good conversational point to say, "oooh rick was a naughty boy, he let his love juices run all down my legs!" surely no NORMAL person decides to bring this up 2 minutes into a conversation???? aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh, i'm seriously leaving there as soon as i can erk
and now i'm all talked out,even though i've only touched the surface of the last... 2?? months
L to the Ren xx
on a different note, life is ok. i'm not sad, though i'm not majorly ecstatic (but then when do i really ever show enthusiasm? haahaa )
new years was fantastic, had a great time, wore a sparkly skirt, kissed lots of pretty people *stops and drools* at the bell tolling, and drank a considerable amount...what my nother would undoubtedly call binge drinking *snigger*
have developed an unbelievably husky voice though, can't decided whether it's soulfully husky though, or woman-about-to-collapse-after-coughing-fit-husky. hmmmmmmmm
christmas was goooood, well the eve bit anyway, free slammas a-go-go, and here i'd like to give my eternal thanks to laura for getting me home (oh, how wrong it could've been...)
and jeeeeeez, had the wierdest and most over-sharing phone call in the world the other day. girl from work - lovely, but no shame and a wee bit sluttish- phones up to tell me about her new years with this guy (who spent my first week of work harassing me to go out with him even though he's still shagging her and about 50 other girls???whhhhhhhhhyyyyyy does she like him?? the twat.) and so she goes on and on, i can cope with her telling me they shagged, and that it all got very "hot" but i think my breaking point was where she actually thought it was a good conversational point to say, "oooh rick was a naughty boy, he let his love juices run all down my legs!" surely no NORMAL person decides to bring this up 2 minutes into a conversation???? aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh, i'm seriously leaving there as soon as i can erk
and now i'm all talked out,even though i've only touched the surface of the last... 2?? months
L to the Ren xx