..i promised you i'd never give up..
I'm so sick of letting the stupid shit that people do bother me. For example, when someone steals something I have in my profile that I made up, I get really irritated. I get even MORE irritated when I find it in his girlfriend's profile too. But that's stupid right? So I just change my profile. No biggie.
What about the people that only come to me when they have a problem? That's annoying as all fuck. No time to talk to me otherwise but when they need something, it's time to call Sephora. Fuck that. Fuck them. I'm not your slave, yanno? You want to talk, I'm here but don't expect me to stick around when all you've got for me is problems to fix. I have my own to fix.
My other irritant? Those people.. who have 'all the answers'. Especially the ones who are even younger than you and still believe they have some kind of authority to tell you how you think. Fuck that as well. You have a hell of a lot to learn. I still have a hell of a lot to learn, so what makes you think you instantly know more than me? Try again.
Eh.. this isn't just a venting entry. It also has some mundane details of my day! W o o t!
Woke up around 2.. the sedatives I took were wicked strong. I came down, ate lunch instead of breakfast, and then watched I Love Lucy reruns with my dad for a while. Then I ran upstairs, cleaned my room (i have to do so much laundry!) and worked out for a while. After I worked out, I took a really long hot bath then went downstairs to eat a salad w/ tuna, a little shredded cheese, and dressing. Wicked yum. To balance the healthy eating, I also ate a few bites of raw cookie dough. Yum x 11.
Ran downstairs and watched Bruce Almighty with my dad while my mom worked on the computer. Switch. Switch again. I watched TLC for the rest of the night until I came to the computer to work on making a personal webpage but AOhell decided to be a fucktard and had a huge effing seizure over any HTML I tried to submit. Fuck them hardcore.
This weekend was okay, though. On Friday, White Noise was .. I dunno. Freaky but I hated the ending so much. I kept telling Missa "I am ALL sorts of freaked out right now!" Poor thing. I should've warned her that ghost movies freak me out wicked bad. I tend to talk a lot and kind of crack jokes to alleviate any fear I may be feeling but it tends to fail. Miserably. Oh well. It was fun to hang out with her though.
Saturday was a day chock full-a nothing.
Sunday. Same thing.
Today... see above recollection.
Oh yeah, and GO PATS! :) ♥SMB
What about the people that only come to me when they have a problem? That's annoying as all fuck. No time to talk to me otherwise but when they need something, it's time to call Sephora. Fuck that. Fuck them. I'm not your slave, yanno? You want to talk, I'm here but don't expect me to stick around when all you've got for me is problems to fix. I have my own to fix.
My other irritant? Those people.. who have 'all the answers'. Especially the ones who are even younger than you and still believe they have some kind of authority to tell you how you think. Fuck that as well. You have a hell of a lot to learn. I still have a hell of a lot to learn, so what makes you think you instantly know more than me? Try again.
Eh.. this isn't just a venting entry. It also has some mundane details of my day! W o o t!
Woke up around 2.. the sedatives I took were wicked strong. I came down, ate lunch instead of breakfast, and then watched I Love Lucy reruns with my dad for a while. Then I ran upstairs, cleaned my room (i have to do so much laundry!) and worked out for a while. After I worked out, I took a really long hot bath then went downstairs to eat a salad w/ tuna, a little shredded cheese, and dressing. Wicked yum. To balance the healthy eating, I also ate a few bites of raw cookie dough. Yum x 11.
Ran downstairs and watched Bruce Almighty with my dad while my mom worked on the computer. Switch. Switch again. I watched TLC for the rest of the night until I came to the computer to work on making a personal webpage but AOhell decided to be a fucktard and had a huge effing seizure over any HTML I tried to submit. Fuck them hardcore.
This weekend was okay, though. On Friday, White Noise was .. I dunno. Freaky but I hated the ending so much. I kept telling Missa "I am ALL sorts of freaked out right now!" Poor thing. I should've warned her that ghost movies freak me out wicked bad. I tend to talk a lot and kind of crack jokes to alleviate any fear I may be feeling but it tends to fail. Miserably. Oh well. It was fun to hang out with her though.
Saturday was a day chock full-a nothing.
Sunday. Same thing.
Today... see above recollection.
Oh yeah, and GO PATS! :) ♥SMB