I feel like a ranty mcrant
Various people are fucking me off right now. Certain people have... well I'm not gonna go into it. But I'm going to be less vague...
Firstly how fucking stupid and rude are people in general? I know that some people have heard me rant about this on more than one occasion, but fuck it this is my LJ and I haven't posted in a while and this is the shit that is on my mind. But I mean seriously where do people get off coming up to me and thinking they can touch me when I don't even know them? Just because I have my cheeks pierced, I do not go around with a sign on my back that says 'Feel free to poke my piercings'. For one thing, get the fuck out of my personal space before you've even told me your name, and secondly you can see (and apparently touch) the metal that is coming out of my face, but did you ever think that I don't want some skank who's just come out of the toilet in a dirty club touching my fresh piercings? I mean, hello! Do you know how infections are spread? Obviously I mean other than STD's cause by the look of this girl she probably had plenty of experience with that. Ohh I'm a bitch. And I can't even count how many times I've been asked 'Does that hurt?' which I guess is fair enough if you haven't got my experience of piercings, but seriously how the fuck would I eat/talk/do anything if the TWO bars I have coming out of my cheeks was actually one massive bar that went in one side of my face and came out the other? Do I look like some sort of horse? With a fucking bit in my mouth? That has to be the most ridiculous question I have ever been asked in my whole life. And if you have a question about my piercings, feel free to ask, I don't mind that. But is it really necessary to talk about me behind my back? I can tell when I'm being talked about (Oh and that goes for other things, and other people as well. You know who you are). I didn't pierce myself to get your attention, I did it to express myself... and 'cause I just plain wanted too. If you don't like it, don't fucking look.
This summer really opened my eyes. I found a lot of good friends that I'd never met before. But I also got a lot closer to people that had been there before, and I'm really happy about that. Specifically Daniel. I really missed him and I'm glad that I can say that we are friends again. I'm sure that there are people that won't be able to understand that (in fact I can think of one who won't even be happy for me) but at the end of the day he was my BEST friend for a long time, and really he's the only person who's ever really totally known all of me. I'm going home next week, which I'm really excited about as it means I get too see all my friends there. Even though I'm having a grand time here, blates, I miss the Petersfield massive! Also the actions of certain people here are getting to me, I know that I shouldn't let them but that's easier said than done. Why can't people get over shit that happened like 6 months ago? I fucking have. I think I need to get out of this fucked up country, even if it's just for a little while next summer, or easter. Get some perspective. Find out where I stand on the whole Marcuss situation. 'Cause that's bugging me too and it's not exactly something you can say over the phone. I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. I wasn't with him for very long, but he made me feel safe. Not a lot of people have had that effect on me.
Hmm... I think I'm done for now, though I'm guessing that maybe only 'Chelle reads this. And you know all this shit already! hahaha
Firstly how fucking stupid and rude are people in general? I know that some people have heard me rant about this on more than one occasion, but fuck it this is my LJ and I haven't posted in a while and this is the shit that is on my mind. But I mean seriously where do people get off coming up to me and thinking they can touch me when I don't even know them? Just because I have my cheeks pierced, I do not go around with a sign on my back that says 'Feel free to poke my piercings'. For one thing, get the fuck out of my personal space before you've even told me your name, and secondly you can see (and apparently touch) the metal that is coming out of my face, but did you ever think that I don't want some skank who's just come out of the toilet in a dirty club touching my fresh piercings? I mean, hello! Do you know how infections are spread? Obviously I mean other than STD's cause by the look of this girl she probably had plenty of experience with that. Ohh I'm a bitch. And I can't even count how many times I've been asked 'Does that hurt?' which I guess is fair enough if you haven't got my experience of piercings, but seriously how the fuck would I eat/talk/do anything if the TWO bars I have coming out of my cheeks was actually one massive bar that went in one side of my face and came out the other? Do I look like some sort of horse? With a fucking bit in my mouth? That has to be the most ridiculous question I have ever been asked in my whole life. And if you have a question about my piercings, feel free to ask, I don't mind that. But is it really necessary to talk about me behind my back? I can tell when I'm being talked about (Oh and that goes for other things, and other people as well. You know who you are). I didn't pierce myself to get your attention, I did it to express myself... and 'cause I just plain wanted too. If you don't like it, don't fucking look.
This summer really opened my eyes. I found a lot of good friends that I'd never met before. But I also got a lot closer to people that had been there before, and I'm really happy about that. Specifically Daniel. I really missed him and I'm glad that I can say that we are friends again. I'm sure that there are people that won't be able to understand that (in fact I can think of one who won't even be happy for me) but at the end of the day he was my BEST friend for a long time, and really he's the only person who's ever really totally known all of me. I'm going home next week, which I'm really excited about as it means I get too see all my friends there. Even though I'm having a grand time here, blates, I miss the Petersfield massive! Also the actions of certain people here are getting to me, I know that I shouldn't let them but that's easier said than done. Why can't people get over shit that happened like 6 months ago? I fucking have. I think I need to get out of this fucked up country, even if it's just for a little while next summer, or easter. Get some perspective. Find out where I stand on the whole Marcuss situation. 'Cause that's bugging me too and it's not exactly something you can say over the phone. I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. I wasn't with him for very long, but he made me feel safe. Not a lot of people have had that effect on me.
Hmm... I think I'm done for now, though I'm guessing that maybe only 'Chelle reads this. And you know all this shit already! hahaha