7.14.2009
damn.
i just found out that my friend of 5 year just got arrested for murder. maybe i dont know people how i thought i did or maybe its a mistake. but all i know is that this shit is affecting me more than i thought it would. \: have you ever had something bad happen then, analyze everything you could have even possibly had to with it. i know i couldnt have stopped it, i just wish i could have. the shit he did was crazy was un called for, & im not gonna say "free turk" cause he needs to learn, but he doesnt deserve life in prison, hes only 16 ): dumb ass desicions, those 16 kids now have NO parents. the consequences of his actions are bigger than i think anyone imagined. national fucking television. maybe i need to re-evaluate my friendships; because i know cant handle this shit again.
7.12.2009
aye aye ayeee
i havent done this ish in a long ass time. (:
but uh, how come guys be thinkin speakin spanish is sexy, knowin they dont understand the shit. like i be sayin stuff in spanish & the response ? "(silence)what that mean ?" shit yall should know context clues or some shit, dont you have to take 2 years to graduate !? anyone willing to explain it to me, would be GREAT.
anyhoo, i work at the track right ? & i was workin that prize shit the other day and this big as girl come up, i mean HUGE. couldnt be more than 14 years old. & the chinese people i work with dont understand that 'keep the thoughts to yourself" thing. and the mom asks the 14 yr old "wheres your sister ?" & what did my sweetheart of a coworker say ?" check her stomach" LMFAO. i DIED laughing. (: thank god the mom couldnt understand her. and to top it all fuckin off, the girl got ALL candy, like 6 fun dips, 100 tootsie rolls, 50 laffy taffys & im like shit, no wonder. (: she walked away & all i could think is "that bitch dont walk, she waddles."
speakin of that shit, i hafta get ready for work.
byee; its all love.
but uh, how come guys be thinkin speakin spanish is sexy, knowin they dont understand the shit. like i be sayin stuff in spanish & the response ? "(silence)what that mean ?" shit yall should know context clues or some shit, dont you have to take 2 years to graduate !? anyone willing to explain it to me, would be GREAT.
anyhoo, i work at the track right ? & i was workin that prize shit the other day and this big as girl come up, i mean HUGE. couldnt be more than 14 years old. & the chinese people i work with dont understand that 'keep the thoughts to yourself" thing. and the mom asks the 14 yr old "wheres your sister ?" & what did my sweetheart of a coworker say ?" check her stomach" LMFAO. i DIED laughing. (: thank god the mom couldnt understand her. and to top it all fuckin off, the girl got ALL candy, like 6 fun dips, 100 tootsie rolls, 50 laffy taffys & im like shit, no wonder. (: she walked away & all i could think is "that bitch dont walk, she waddles."
speakin of that shit, i hafta get ready for work.
byee; its all love.
6.24.2009
annoyances ?
I have a new anniversary to celebrate today, my FIRST WRECK. not a wreck really, someone just rear ended me & i must say it was NOT a delightful experience. Ill just tell you about my day, well first me & mariam & jenn go to the beach; where the sun is NOT shining and there is no colored person to be found...SERIOUSLY. then it starts raining, RAINING. wtf! so we leave (: and right before the emerald grande, a bitch from kentucky cuts me off ! if anyone has been in a car with me, i do not take 'cut offs' well, especially if its by a tourist. THEN the hoe has the nerve to give ME the finger for honking at her. but i just took a deep breath and i just gave my self a 10 second cool down, turned up the music and continued home. (: then im at a red light & and a white altima SLAMS on the brakes infront of me , causing me to slam on mine, stopping 2 inches from there car. i take a deep breath, thanking god for the fact i did not just ram this car and WHAT HAPPENS !? i feel a small bump from behind, YES; a jetta just rear ended me, now i would have been mad BUT lets be serious, an ford explorer up against a jetta. not really any comptetion, my car was fine & the jettas grill was falling off. but they were cool, they gave me a 100 dollars for the damages and i went on my way home. BUT i was hungry so i went to chick fil a (: i have a complaint to make about all major fast food places, how come when you say "i need a lot of (blank) sauce" , they give you 2 ? but today a nice little russian lady at chick fil a gave me 12 polynesian sauces (: gracias.
attention: i have decided to make this a blog about things that annoy me. it might be long, just a warning. (: they arent in order, just how stuff pops in my head.
myspace stalkers?! yessir. now, more than a few times i have had to delete someone off myspace THEN block them for the simple fact they dont get the hint. it all starts out with a friend request, i look at it the picture, but cant see the face; then i look at the name, which is normally some gucci mane or yo gotti lyric that is a complete lie (cause everyone knows you aint sellin drugs OR making money) & that is when my cursor moves to the 'decline' button but i see the "23 friends in common" and im like okay cool, maybe i met you once and my cursor moves to 'accept' & NOT EVEN 5 minutes later i have a comment, message, status comment, blog comment & picture comment from the dude. askin for my number & callin me sexy. NOT CUTE foreal though. so i go raven mode & i look into my future and i see this guy being a serious stalker problem. so i delete him, & what does he do. sends me 5 messages asking why & another friend request. AND REALLY, im not a mean person, but this shit is crazy; so i write him and say "leave me alone" and he writes back calling me all kinds of names and rude things. forcing me to block him. & for a couple more days i am in peaceful myspace life. then out of no where i get a message from the guy, reading:" aye im sorry, can you add me bak ?"
creepy old people !? yeahh buddy (: today, at my lovely 20 minute visit to the beach. i encountered some GREAT old people, content on asking me all kinds of questions. i.e; how old are you ? what school do you go to ? do you live here ? want a smoke ? & my friends were conviently playing in the water. my answers where back where "16, none of your business & yes & no. PLEASE, stop talking to me." to which he replied, "okay hunny" EW. gag me. D:
6.17.2009
I must say
having a licence is NOT what its made out to be. !FML! road rage is something that i find myself dealing with on a daily basis. people think im playin when i say imma end up fightin a old lady from utah, but try me. lmao. i hate people. especially when people think that driving 5 miles UNDER the posted speed limit is cool, or slamming on the damn breaks right when you see a yellow light; bout to cause a fuckin 10 car pile up. when i get rich; a chauffeur is the first thing im getting.
i also; notice that this blog has become something where all i do is complain : i aplogize. i will stop....maybe.
LMFAO; i also notice that i act like im talking to someone in my blog; but im not. (: when i realized that i felt EXTREMLY lame. but whatever bro; BYE.
6.16.2009
* ! ? & ^ $
tell me WHY, why whyyy ! everytime i go to a girl myspace i see "LOVE" & "forever and ever baby" & i look at the dates they just so cleverly put in 15 different places on their space expecting to see 6 months or HELL even 3 months, and what the fuck do i see !? yesterdays date :<>
wassup wassup wasssup; all love <3
Well hello there (: This is my first, but not my last. Today was pretty uneventful, however, yesterday was not. : i HATE drama, honestly. cant stand it, another thing i cannot stand is when girls (& some boys) say that they hate drama, "dont start shit with me" & the MOMENT they hear a rumor or something bout somebody they start spreading that shit, HELLOOOOO bitches thats drama, your emersing yourself in it, drawing it towards you; then complain when someone calls you out on your shit ? what the fuck ever. I wish i could skip grades so i could be with people on a higher maturity level. SERIOUSLY. my rant for today, is over. bye bye
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