Mar 02, 2006 15:04
Making the most of a slightly uncomfortable situation has once again failed. I saw Robin at the Alliance Club yesterday and warned her to not talk to me. I was talking to Liam about what she said and I voiced the fact that I wanted to slit her throat. Like actually straight up drag a blade across the bitch. Apparently if I do so Candice would beat me to a pulp. Why it would be any of her buisness I am not quite sure.
In other news, Julie, one of my roomates takes the same bus as Jack does in the morning. She said that yesterday he was talking about his 17 year old daughter (me apparently) and how he saw her flailing around downtown recently. He also said that he saw her buying crack.
LET ME TELL YOU GUYS THIS NOW:
-I have smoked crack before
-I didn't enjoy it
-I thought that it was boring as fuck
-After it was over I made myself a big ass motherfuckin bowl of cheerios with milk and sugar and went straight to bed, thus resulting in a one of the best sleeps I have had in years.
With that said there is no way in hell that I am a flailing cracker.
Those who have seen me in the past month or so can vouch for that.
These backstabbing bitches should wake up and smell the puppie dog shit.
Victoria is small!
I know alot of people!
I have alot of friends who tell me when people are talking shit!