How can you expect things from me when you're never there?
How can you expect me to be interested when you don't bother to ask?
How can you continue to call me yours when you just expect me to wait for you while you do shit?
I understand that this is an angry post. Some might venture to say bitchy. But I'm grumpy and vomity and bleh. Take that world.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Homophobes.
Why is it that if someone of the same sex thinks you're gay, they automatically assume you will hit on them because they belong to your preferred gender? I don't live in fear that straight guys will hit on me all the time.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Hrm
I have been forced to draw the conclusion that some people just enjoy knowing that they have absolutely no redeeming qualities. cough*people on my bus*cough.
You say you have so many people to call, but do I?
I miss y'all, I really do. Perhaps I should express it in poem? Later.
You say you have so many people to call, but do I?
I miss y'all, I really do. Perhaps I should express it in poem? Later.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Oprah on Menopause- Lyp Hussan
So I sit here, holding the dying torch that is our group's blogging and delaying the inevitable. Some would argue it is sleep, I would retort with the fact that my chemistry lab needs to be done..meh, I'll do it in online. I know that at least TWO people here are not blogging in fear that they will sound like someone who complains and blah blah blah. I will end this! I will talk about things you don't want to actually read about! I will complain! I will remind you that I've taken this time out of my busy schedule of procrastination!
Dear, this is worse than that time with the empty Goldfish bag and the DD breast implant.
So, my room is a mess. I came home and it was smelly. With some strategically placed Bounce sheets, I have it under control. Soucy reminds me of the main character from Basic Instructions and I can't find chaotic enough music to not get bored after the first chorus. Life is tough. We even missed a party opportunity as there is a Hindu holiday at the end of March. I will find one. I will force y'all to party and it will be grand.
Bread doesn't have calories so eat up but don't forget to floss.
Dear, this is worse than that time with the empty Goldfish bag and the DD breast implant.
So, my room is a mess. I came home and it was smelly. With some strategically placed Bounce sheets, I have it under control. Soucy reminds me of the main character from Basic Instructions and I can't find chaotic enough music to not get bored after the first chorus. Life is tough. We even missed a party opportunity as there is a Hindu holiday at the end of March. I will find one. I will force y'all to party and it will be grand.
Bread doesn't have calories so eat up but don't forget to floss.
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