:: Still Tired ::
Well, school has me quite literally exhausted, but, I thought I'd bring a bit of light to your day and update.
I would apologise for not updating for so long ... but really, why should I? I've been busy. The teachers are piling on homework, relentlessly handing out assignments, and frankly, this past month has been rather stressful.
Do you know what I hate?
I mean, besides the obvious.
I hate being in a bad mood and having someone try and make you feel better by telling you what a terrible day they are having as well.
On my best days the very last thing I want to do is listen to someone whining, nevermind on a day where I am stressed out and grumpy. It's just infuriating, and it puts me in an even worse mood ... if possible. Since when did having a bad day become a bloody competition? I don't give a damn if you fell down a long flight of stairs, broke both of your legs and landed on a kitten, if I am having a bad day it is worse - Why? Because it's happening to me, that is why.
*sigh*
My back is very sore. I don't know why ... perhaps I slept on it funny, but it has been bothering me since the beginning of the week. I doubt I've slept on it funny for that many nights in a row ... I bet it's my schoolbag. I used to carry my bag over my left shoulder, and the left side of my back used to hurt, and now I carry it over the right, and now the right side of my back is hurting. I guess that wasn't much of a mystery, but my back hurts, and I want a massage.
Oh and before you start trying to impress me, please, spare yourselves the embarrassment. Don't flood my inbox with countless -
*gives Draci a massage!*
comments, because that does me no good.
That's another thing I hate. Not ... computer massages, but ... people on computers in general. The majority ... well, I take that back, some of you are okay, but the vast majority of people who own a computer are completely incompetent. I hate when someone anonymous comments trying to sound caustic, and thinks they're being all sharp and witty because they 'told me off', and after I inevitably put them back in their sorry place, ridicule and make fun of them until they feel like the moron that they are, I then take a moment to point out the fact that they posted anonymously, which instantly makes any point they attempted to make rather moot. What do they come back with every single time?
I have a journal, I just don't want you to send your fangirls after me.
Oh, what? Hello pot, meet kettle.
You don't want your personal journal spammed yet it's okay to spew your irrelevant opinions all over mine? Sod off you moronic wankerettes, no one has ever won an argument with me and no one ever will, deal with it, accept it.
I just find that most people who own a LiveJournal are a bunch of bloody cowards. If you have something to say, by all means, say it, but have the decency to leave a name. Deep down we all know it's because they're desperate for my attention however ... so, I suppose in the end I can't blame them. I'm always up for a debate, but someone who posts anonymously is just that, anonymous. Anonymous on the computer, anonymous in real life. Go and make some real friends and get your obese arse out of the computer chair you drag yourself into every day when you get home from school.
Oh I'm sorry, am I making a judgment?
Why yes, yes I am.
Am I really sorry?
No, no I am not.
So there you go. I hate whiny people and anonymous people who try to look clever. Now I'm off to have a shower ...
You all just thought of me naked, didn't you?
I knew it.
I would apologise for not updating for so long ... but really, why should I? I've been busy. The teachers are piling on homework, relentlessly handing out assignments, and frankly, this past month has been rather stressful.
Do you know what I hate?
I mean, besides the obvious.
I hate being in a bad mood and having someone try and make you feel better by telling you what a terrible day they are having as well.
On my best days the very last thing I want to do is listen to someone whining, nevermind on a day where I am stressed out and grumpy. It's just infuriating, and it puts me in an even worse mood ... if possible. Since when did having a bad day become a bloody competition? I don't give a damn if you fell down a long flight of stairs, broke both of your legs and landed on a kitten, if I am having a bad day it is worse - Why? Because it's happening to me, that is why.
*sigh*
My back is very sore. I don't know why ... perhaps I slept on it funny, but it has been bothering me since the beginning of the week. I doubt I've slept on it funny for that many nights in a row ... I bet it's my schoolbag. I used to carry my bag over my left shoulder, and the left side of my back used to hurt, and now I carry it over the right, and now the right side of my back is hurting. I guess that wasn't much of a mystery, but my back hurts, and I want a massage.
Oh and before you start trying to impress me, please, spare yourselves the embarrassment. Don't flood my inbox with countless -
*gives Draci a massage!*
comments, because that does me no good.
That's another thing I hate. Not ... computer massages, but ... people on computers in general. The majority ... well, I take that back, some of you are okay, but the vast majority of people who own a computer are completely incompetent. I hate when someone anonymous comments trying to sound caustic, and thinks they're being all sharp and witty because they 'told me off', and after I inevitably put them back in their sorry place, ridicule and make fun of them until they feel like the moron that they are, I then take a moment to point out the fact that they posted anonymously, which instantly makes any point they attempted to make rather moot. What do they come back with every single time?
I have a journal, I just don't want you to send your fangirls after me.
Oh, what? Hello pot, meet kettle.
You don't want your personal journal spammed yet it's okay to spew your irrelevant opinions all over mine? Sod off you moronic wankerettes, no one has ever won an argument with me and no one ever will, deal with it, accept it.
I just find that most people who own a LiveJournal are a bunch of bloody cowards. If you have something to say, by all means, say it, but have the decency to leave a name. Deep down we all know it's because they're desperate for my attention however ... so, I suppose in the end I can't blame them. I'm always up for a debate, but someone who posts anonymously is just that, anonymous. Anonymous on the computer, anonymous in real life. Go and make some real friends and get your obese arse out of the computer chair you drag yourself into every day when you get home from school.
Oh I'm sorry, am I making a judgment?
Why yes, yes I am.
Am I really sorry?
No, no I am not.
So there you go. I hate whiny people and anonymous people who try to look clever. Now I'm off to have a shower ...
You all just thought of me naked, didn't you?
I knew it.