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bitched @ 12:27 p.m. on 11-18-03 Russell Crow. Gladiator. Hello? Can we say HOT!? Yes. Yes we can, and we will� HOT! I was watching Gladiator yesterday (which is one of my most favorite movies) and I was admiring Russell Crow�s acting. He is a VERY good actor. So good in fact that I believed he was as noble as his character. When in real life he�s a chain smoker who acts worse than Colin Farrell. Oh geez, Colin�s hotter than hot. I can�t believe how hot movie stars can be, it�s wonderful how they take ordinary people and just glam them up until there�s hundreds of thousands of screaming girls/boys who would die to just touch them. Weeiiirrrrd. Alright, enough stalling. I wish I didn�t make that bet� That�s not the man I want to beeee �OH! Whoops! I was singing the song from Not Another Teen Movie! Yea so I fudged up, big deal. I talked shizzle out my assholio and got caught for it, it was bound to happen. I�ve been trying to find ways to cut Marci off anyways, she makes me feel low and bad about myself. REAL friends don�t do that. And as for the things she�s said about me, saying that I should have confronted her about the things I feel (even though I kind of DID yet we fought and she would go RIGHT back to the way she was) she decides to write me horribly immature letters in my �comments� and �email.� I applaud you �The One and Only Marci� as she so conceitedly called herself, telling me to have fun playing with the unicorns and faeries that I read in my books (even though I read mysteries without fantasy). Hmmm, go figure. So I�ve come to realize that I can�t use actual names anymore because people bitch and moan way too much for me to handle. I don�t even want to go into this shit any further because it pisses me off so much I�m afraid I might act immaturely. Even though I AM immature, but I�m trying very hard to overcome that childish fault okay! I�ve been told a lot that I need to show more emotion in my writing. I have no clue how to do that without:
(Thanks to the lovely Mysterious-L for that bullet code!) But alas, I shall try and express more emotion. Right now I�m feeling� Mad/Sad/Fat. Mad, well obviously because I feel betrayed by R and pissed at the things L said (even though me talking about her behind her back is WRONG �so what dammit!). I�m sad that I feel betrayed and� I just can�t fucking believe that after all I�ve been through with R, she can turn around and do this to me. She used to HATE L and she used to tell me to NOT be L�s friend. Now all of the sudden they are friends. Go. Fucking. Figure. But I have to go for now, I gotta go and see Cindy. I leave you with a little present. My Work desktop: << | >> MOVED - 09-08-04 test - 08-18-04 Hola El Stupido - 06-09-04 Hola El Stupido - 06-09-04 Whoa Momma! - 05-24-04 Even OLDER... |