VENTING LYKE WHOA

Apr 10, 2004 21:40

I saw Sami today. First time in forever. Girl gave me free fries! AND THAT'S WHAT'S UP, HO'S! That place is like FoxChapel-ville. Seriously. There were like 4 kids working there that I know went to FC when I did. And I saw Diania at the WW. I was honking like mad and screaming her name so damn loud. Finally she realized who I was (I had sunglasses on and she was kinda far away, so it took her a minute).

[This really disturbed me. Don't read if you don't want to hear about child abuse.] On the way home from Shaler, this fucking PRICK in front of us starting BEATING his kid at a stoplight. We were sitting there, everything fine. Then I see him reach behind the shotgun seat and start seriously, whipping his kid like nothing else. I've never EVER in my life seen anyone beat anyone else so violently. While he was driving, his car was rocking back and forth because that's how hard he was hitting. No joke. I was honking and riding his ass for like 4 minutes. He stopped for a minute to see what was up, but then continued.. so obviously I had to continue honking. Linda got his plate number and we're going to turn him in. I was so pissed off for the rest of the ride home..and still am extremely worked up over it. I can't fucking believe I saw that.

Anyway, Cara's downstairs with Linda. That girl, I swear.. she was complaining that her chest is peeling and hurting and shit. So while we're watching a movie, she goes "dude oh my god, look. is this normal?" and I turn only to see her naked-ass boob sticking out of her fucking shirt. What's this girl's obsession with showing her boobs every chance she gets? When she used to sleep over like every night, she'd walk around ASS NAKED. No joke. SCARY SHIT, MAAAN!! I yell at her to put shit on, but she just keeps up with her bullshit, "why? We all have boobs. No big deal." She needs to understand that, yeah I have boobs too, but I don't really like walking around my own house and seeing someone elses boobs hanging out. F'REAL KIDS!!

I feel sick. And I still write here too much. Way too much.

Happy almost Easter, lovers.
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