Complaints. Complaints. Complaints.
Today sucked.
people can be such bitches.
I have blisters everywhere.. && I can't make them stop.
Yesterday I rocked at the course, came in second..
today i sucked.
some chick in a cherokee almost ran me over in the parking lot yesterday, while I was walking to my car..& she honks. today a different bitch in a cherokee almost hits me. what the hell.
I hate getting honked at.
Even if it's flattering.
Weekends aren't long enough.
3 day weekend coming up..
&& I CAN'T FIGURE SHIT OUT!
Then again, Friday won't be too hard if there's drama..
I can smell the drama wafting my way.
can't f-ing wait.
I feel.. like saying FUCK.
It's not just today either.
Until CC yesterday I was in the worst mood.
Luckily I ate dinner with Kyle..& his mom made me brownies, so I definitely felt better.
Dads are bitches too.
I swear he PMS's more than I do.
Why do people cheat? WHY?
It's so low.. The thought makes me kinda queezy..
or maybe that's just the fact that i just ran 4 or 5 miles..
The weather doesn't help.
Neither does the f-ing gas price.
I feel like the world's coming to an end or something.
my legs are hairy like animals.. && my right foot's completely numb.
ASK ME, DON'T DEMAND ME, DAMN IT!
UUUUUUGH
I guess I'm supposed to eat dinner now.
one last time: FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!
kens
people can be such bitches.
I have blisters everywhere.. && I can't make them stop.
Yesterday I rocked at the course, came in second..
today i sucked.
some chick in a cherokee almost ran me over in the parking lot yesterday, while I was walking to my car..& she honks. today a different bitch in a cherokee almost hits me. what the hell.
I hate getting honked at.
Even if it's flattering.
Weekends aren't long enough.
3 day weekend coming up..
&& I CAN'T FIGURE SHIT OUT!
Then again, Friday won't be too hard if there's drama..
I can smell the drama wafting my way.
can't f-ing wait.
I feel.. like saying FUCK.
It's not just today either.
Until CC yesterday I was in the worst mood.
Luckily I ate dinner with Kyle..& his mom made me brownies, so I definitely felt better.
Dads are bitches too.
I swear he PMS's more than I do.
Why do people cheat? WHY?
It's so low.. The thought makes me kinda queezy..
or maybe that's just the fact that i just ran 4 or 5 miles..
The weather doesn't help.
Neither does the f-ing gas price.
I feel like the world's coming to an end or something.
my legs are hairy like animals.. && my right foot's completely numb.
ASK ME, DON'T DEMAND ME, DAMN IT!
UUUUUUGH
I guess I'm supposed to eat dinner now.
one last time: FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!
kens