So yeah... i'm upset now...
Lets recap the weekend:
Friday - Beginning of mid semester break, conception day, getting a bit drunk seeing lots of people and of course having my eardrums popped by loud bad music. Jasmine lsoes her bag and i am terribly sad for her. Get home, Amy mason has a mini shindig and i attend because shes my friend i hate dogging her. Get there... full of james's friends, i'm sure their all ok people but i just dont fit in with them. tried to get edward to come with but i guess it wa sunfair for me to ask him so i go it alone and havwe a pretty shitty night, james's brother chucks a skitz and knocks coke and bourbon all over me... i leave. Arrive at lachlans house, ah some friendly people. Watch steve get molested by some dude that i forget hi sname, get stoned, have fun. sleep. go home.
Saturday - Go to the city with linden, hes so funny/cute/fresh person, dont mind me, i adore my friends but someone who doesnt know me is a breath of fresh air and something i cant expect. Watch ratatouille or soemthing, french lady in that is funny hehe. Went shopping at cotton on. 6 ish went home, slept on the train and missed epping.
sunday- yawn
monday - work + yawn
getting kicked off comp, will finish later
ps. mood = not happy :(
Monday, September 17, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
IMO
So like... today i am going to talk about my opinions of people, which generally means i'm going to say that i like/dont like about people, which also means i'm going to be bitching this entire blog.
Lets begin with bus people, WHY ARE YOU ALL SO DEPRESSED? the route is 628... not fucking "hell" lighten up a little bit, it doesnt hurt to smile or say a single word like thanks or sorry instead of grunting like pigs. A bus is public transport, not a curse so please learn how to smile, it is because of people like you that i have come to distinguish publics transport with unattractive depressed sometimes suicidal shitheads that even though their going home to relax, look like they are being shipped to slaughter.
Today i was mistaken for a girl... WHY YOU ALL SO BLIND? I'm a fag, not a woman, GOD!. So this stupid dude with fliers comes up to our tables and says "afternoon ladies", now tell me... what kind of blind shithead mistakes a boy in jeans (not tight ones either) a hoody under a vest and lacoste shoes for a girl!? Sure i was with a few girls but come the fuck on, i do not look like a woman and we were all just talking so i wasnt even prancing around. Grow some eyes and grow a brain.
And then there was totally hot dude on the bus with boombox that i swear was eyeing me and i was totally giving eye contact back, but did it get anywhere? fuck no! why not? FUCKING RANDOMS. ok not so much randoms, but acquaintances from high school, why would i want to talk to you? If i didnt recognise you, why come up to me? Seriously, i talked to you like... twice in my entire life and here you are indulging your uni experience with me when i obviously care more about how dust is formed.
And now i feel like my sentences are just losing their grammar and my vocabulary has died
The end
Fucking queers
Lets begin with bus people, WHY ARE YOU ALL SO DEPRESSED? the route is 628... not fucking "hell" lighten up a little bit, it doesnt hurt to smile or say a single word like thanks or sorry instead of grunting like pigs. A bus is public transport, not a curse so please learn how to smile, it is because of people like you that i have come to distinguish publics transport with unattractive depressed sometimes suicidal shitheads that even though their going home to relax, look like they are being shipped to slaughter.
Today i was mistaken for a girl... WHY YOU ALL SO BLIND? I'm a fag, not a woman, GOD!. So this stupid dude with fliers comes up to our tables and says "afternoon ladies", now tell me... what kind of blind shithead mistakes a boy in jeans (not tight ones either) a hoody under a vest and lacoste shoes for a girl!? Sure i was with a few girls but come the fuck on, i do not look like a woman and we were all just talking so i wasnt even prancing around. Grow some eyes and grow a brain.
And then there was totally hot dude on the bus with boombox that i swear was eyeing me and i was totally giving eye contact back, but did it get anywhere? fuck no! why not? FUCKING RANDOMS. ok not so much randoms, but acquaintances from high school, why would i want to talk to you? If i didnt recognise you, why come up to me? Seriously, i talked to you like... twice in my entire life and here you are indulging your uni experience with me when i obviously care more about how dust is formed.
And now i feel like my sentences are just losing their grammar and my vocabulary has died
The end
Fucking queers
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
:D
So... i am in a good mood, a VERY good mood, such a good mood that i can listen to the songs that i hate and say "well at least they tried", yes, even black music, it doesnt even tick me off right now and here is my sister, playing her black rap music, further degrading the value of her own gender by endorsing such "crap". Hehe, i love feminism.
So why am i in such a good mood, there are a few reasons but lets begin with the medicinal chemistry assignment. ITS OVER. staying up to friggin 2 am in the morning plagiarising and rewording stupid chemical dribble so i can prove to joanne fuckin jamie that i know how to type "zidovudine" into google. BIG WHOOP. Listen bitch face, your not that smart and everyone hates you. It wasnt that bad though, sure leaving things to the last minute isnt exactly good for the stress levels, but i cant help it, i'm a cancer! It was also really good because simon stayed up and chatted to me for most of it, quite amazing that i actually got the assignment done, such juicy gossips!
Another good mood thingo, meeting a bunch of new people, now i dont remember what i wrote in the last blog, but i think i mentioned sammy and danni, well theres one more i forgot! MONICA. monica is the italian devil in lesbian form, shes pretty neat when it comes to keeping a conversation going and she knows exactly whats hot and whats not, a toast to monica, ps. shes knows brandon, who is emo boy on myspace that i seriously worship because everyone knows i have an emo inside of me that wants to come bursting out but i just cant pull off the angry act.
One last thing, friday is going to rock.
80's GLAM! WHATEVER THE FUCK THAT MEANS
CIAO
P.S. I havent talked to Al in a while, so if anyone sees him, tell him to give me a buzz
So why am i in such a good mood, there are a few reasons but lets begin with the medicinal chemistry assignment. ITS OVER. staying up to friggin 2 am in the morning plagiarising and rewording stupid chemical dribble so i can prove to joanne fuckin jamie that i know how to type "zidovudine" into google. BIG WHOOP. Listen bitch face, your not that smart and everyone hates you. It wasnt that bad though, sure leaving things to the last minute isnt exactly good for the stress levels, but i cant help it, i'm a cancer! It was also really good because simon stayed up and chatted to me for most of it, quite amazing that i actually got the assignment done, such juicy gossips!
Another good mood thingo, meeting a bunch of new people, now i dont remember what i wrote in the last blog, but i think i mentioned sammy and danni, well theres one more i forgot! MONICA. monica is the italian devil in lesbian form, shes pretty neat when it comes to keeping a conversation going and she knows exactly whats hot and whats not, a toast to monica, ps. shes knows brandon, who is emo boy on myspace that i seriously worship because everyone knows i have an emo inside of me that wants to come bursting out but i just cant pull off the angry act.
One last thing, friday is going to rock.
80's GLAM! WHATEVER THE FUCK THAT MEANS
CIAO
P.S. I havent talked to Al in a while, so if anyone sees him, tell him to give me a buzz
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