God damn it.
Well, god damn it. I can't keep writing in my other journal because it keeps saying that they are going to ban me for spamming? I don't even know what that means but obviously lj is fucking retarded.
So I went to Mardi Gras last weekend. We went the first night. There were trannies EVERY WHERE. I was like "Yessssssssssssssssssssssss". Timmy made me go up to one of them and ask if he would take a picture with us because he was too much a vagine. But I got like 10 thousand beads. It was nice. Only it was cold as shit and I forgot my jacket at home. That was freaking nice. It gave me a huge anti-boner. Oh... and no offense... but why are black people such assholes? I mean does it really KILL them to be civil? We were standing by a herd of them and six or seven girls were getting an attitute with us because we were jumping.. Um.. A.) It's Mardi Gra. B.) No shit. C.) If you don't like it, STOP STANDING IN THE GOD DAMN FRONT ROW, WHORES. WTF.
My friend Jess and I recently went to the mall and I am not amused. I'm really confused as to why the food court seemingly got smaller and there are like 5 places to eat. And 3 out of the 5 are freaking ping pong places. Why are people so retarded?
So last night I got a new tattoo. I got it on my butt! HAHA. It is of a little cartoon character bent over with his pants down and on his butt, theres a tattoo of a person bending over with a tattoo on his butt as well. I AM VERY HAPPY ABOUT IT.
If anyone even reads this journal, you're an idiot if you believed the previous statement.
Yes, it is a lie. Stop being a moron.
My friend Nikesha, Timmy, and I went to the beach at night a few nights back and I guess I was kind of intoxicated and dropped my freaking dang glasses in the water or some shit. And seeing as how bright I am, I didn't even notice that it wasn't on my face anymore. I was like damn. But now I got a new pair of glasses. They are really colorful and has stripes on them. It totally gives me a huge boner. I'm taking care of these biotches for a very long time.
Speaking of losing things, I lost my driver's license. I was driving around without one for like 2 weeks. I was paranoid as shit. I finally had to inform my father about it and of course he was like GOD DAMN IT so he filed a missing report on it just in case and I had to send in for a new one. (side note; It's awesome that you can just send in for a new license online. I didn't even know until a client told me about it. Now I can just keep renewing it online and keep my same picture on my license even when I'm 80. NICE. NICE. NICE.) But anyway, turns out I had my license this whole time. In the glove compartment. That is so like me. I hate my life.
GOD DAMN MY GLASSES GIVE ME A HUGE BONE.
At the end of March, my poor little Anthony is getting back surgery! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. I hope he survives. But I'm taking his clients while he is off drowning in death so I will be busier than how busy I already am. GOD DAMN. Oh well, at least I can make like thousands of dollars and buy a Sugar-Glider. YES. A SUGAR-GLIDER. A Sugar-Glider will be part of my family!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES YESYEYSYEySYES! SHIT, THOSE THINGS ARE SO CUTE.
Damn, I have to color and cut someone's hair. Brb, I guess.
O HAI. I AM BACK. THAT WAS NICE.
My friend from highschool just messaged me that I haven't seen in foreverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! I MISSED HER SO MUCH. GOD DAMN. Kasey! I'm surprised that I remember her! Because my memory cells are broken. Seriously. I was in a tragic memory losing accident. Thanks for thinking it was a joke I guess. Bitch. But yes, I can't wait until Kasey and I reunite! REUNITED AND IT FEEELS SOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDD! Damn, I love that song. It gives me a bone.
OF DAMN, MY GLASSES ARE NICE. Mirrors are distracting.
So apparently, you can be completely fucking retarded to work at banks now. I went INSIDE my bank to get my checking account to work. I supposively HAVE one but for some reason, it won't let me transfer my money from savings into my checking. So I went up there and was like WHY IS THIS HAPPENING? I have a checking card and everything. Had for years. But my checkbook never came in so I was like wtf at that too. But the girl was like "????????????????" So I was like ".........." ANd then she wa slike "OMG ?????? IDK????? ??????" And I was like "Wow, die." And walked out. So now I have to get Jessica to order things that I want online for me because I can't. (HOLY SHIT, MY KEYBOARD JUST FUCKING STABBED ME.) But yes, I ordered make-up online. ITS NICE. I'm going to start my make-up thing back up. I haven't done make-up in a couple of years. It's weird.
Oh, so last night, Jess and I went to go see Coraline 3D. Don't. Ever. See. That. Movie. It's pretty much Satan. It's kind of funny how people think it's a children's movie. It's based on a book that's totally not for children. But I guess if you would like to stay up for long hours of the night and try to comfort your child as it screams in terror, you should definitely do it. But yeah, everything about that movie pretty much offended me. I'm afraid of buttons now and I hate my boobs more than I did before. I'm going to have nightmares for at least 4 years. Tim Burton is a dick.
kthxbye.
So I went to Mardi Gras last weekend. We went the first night. There were trannies EVERY WHERE. I was like "Yessssssssssssssssssssssss". Timmy made me go up to one of them and ask if he would take a picture with us because he was too much a vagine. But I got like 10 thousand beads. It was nice. Only it was cold as shit and I forgot my jacket at home. That was freaking nice. It gave me a huge anti-boner. Oh... and no offense... but why are black people such assholes? I mean does it really KILL them to be civil? We were standing by a herd of them and six or seven girls were getting an attitute with us because we were jumping.. Um.. A.) It's Mardi Gra. B.) No shit. C.) If you don't like it, STOP STANDING IN THE GOD DAMN FRONT ROW, WHORES. WTF.
My friend Jess and I recently went to the mall and I am not amused. I'm really confused as to why the food court seemingly got smaller and there are like 5 places to eat. And 3 out of the 5 are freaking ping pong places. Why are people so retarded?
So last night I got a new tattoo. I got it on my butt! HAHA. It is of a little cartoon character bent over with his pants down and on his butt, theres a tattoo of a person bending over with a tattoo on his butt as well. I AM VERY HAPPY ABOUT IT.
If anyone even reads this journal, you're an idiot if you believed the previous statement.
Yes, it is a lie. Stop being a moron.
My friend Nikesha, Timmy, and I went to the beach at night a few nights back and I guess I was kind of intoxicated and dropped my freaking dang glasses in the water or some shit. And seeing as how bright I am, I didn't even notice that it wasn't on my face anymore. I was like damn. But now I got a new pair of glasses. They are really colorful and has stripes on them. It totally gives me a huge boner. I'm taking care of these biotches for a very long time.
Speaking of losing things, I lost my driver's license. I was driving around without one for like 2 weeks. I was paranoid as shit. I finally had to inform my father about it and of course he was like GOD DAMN IT so he filed a missing report on it just in case and I had to send in for a new one. (side note; It's awesome that you can just send in for a new license online. I didn't even know until a client told me about it. Now I can just keep renewing it online and keep my same picture on my license even when I'm 80. NICE. NICE. NICE.) But anyway, turns out I had my license this whole time. In the glove compartment. That is so like me. I hate my life.
GOD DAMN MY GLASSES GIVE ME A HUGE BONE.
At the end of March, my poor little Anthony is getting back surgery! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. I hope he survives. But I'm taking his clients while he is off drowning in death so I will be busier than how busy I already am. GOD DAMN. Oh well, at least I can make like thousands of dollars and buy a Sugar-Glider. YES. A SUGAR-GLIDER. A Sugar-Glider will be part of my family!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES YESYEYSYEySYES! SHIT, THOSE THINGS ARE SO CUTE.
Damn, I have to color and cut someone's hair. Brb, I guess.
O HAI. I AM BACK. THAT WAS NICE.
My friend from highschool just messaged me that I haven't seen in foreverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! I MISSED HER SO MUCH. GOD DAMN. Kasey! I'm surprised that I remember her! Because my memory cells are broken. Seriously. I was in a tragic memory losing accident. Thanks for thinking it was a joke I guess. Bitch. But yes, I can't wait until Kasey and I reunite! REUNITED AND IT FEEELS SOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDD! Damn, I love that song. It gives me a bone.
OF DAMN, MY GLASSES ARE NICE. Mirrors are distracting.
So apparently, you can be completely fucking retarded to work at banks now. I went INSIDE my bank to get my checking account to work. I supposively HAVE one but for some reason, it won't let me transfer my money from savings into my checking. So I went up there and was like WHY IS THIS HAPPENING? I have a checking card and everything. Had for years. But my checkbook never came in so I was like wtf at that too. But the girl was like "????????????????" So I was like ".........." ANd then she wa slike "OMG ?????? IDK????? ??????" And I was like "Wow, die." And walked out. So now I have to get Jessica to order things that I want online for me because I can't. (HOLY SHIT, MY KEYBOARD JUST FUCKING STABBED ME.) But yes, I ordered make-up online. ITS NICE. I'm going to start my make-up thing back up. I haven't done make-up in a couple of years. It's weird.
Oh, so last night, Jess and I went to go see Coraline 3D. Don't. Ever. See. That. Movie. It's pretty much Satan. It's kind of funny how people think it's a children's movie. It's based on a book that's totally not for children. But I guess if you would like to stay up for long hours of the night and try to comfort your child as it screams in terror, you should definitely do it. But yeah, everything about that movie pretty much offended me. I'm afraid of buttons now and I hate my boobs more than I did before. I'm going to have nightmares for at least 4 years. Tim Burton is a dick.
kthxbye.