What The Hell.
I think this will become my favourite expression from now on. Seriously. I know it totally sounds like I'm whining, but these are what blogs are for.
They are for losers to complain and whine about their sad and sorry life. I'm not a loser.
Oh and for the record?
Old guys are officially not my type. They don't fall for my tricks. I mean- it's awesome you grew a brain and everything, and probably have better credit scores versus the guys' in High School, but wow. Just. Wow.
At the same time they stop you from doing something really, really stupid.
Oh, and Brittany. Where the hell are you!?
I can't freaking FIND you! Pick your cell phone and answer my damn text messages.
God.
They are for losers to complain and whine about their sad and sorry life. I'm not a loser.
Oh and for the record?
Old guys are officially not my type. They don't fall for my tricks. I mean- it's awesome you grew a brain and everything, and probably have better credit scores versus the guys' in High School, but wow. Just. Wow.
At the same time they stop you from doing something really, really stupid.
Oh, and Brittany. Where the hell are you!?
I can't freaking FIND you! Pick your cell phone and answer my damn text messages.
God.