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Dear Diarrhea
bitched @ 12:00 a.m. on 2003-05-21 OKay, so today sucked really bad. I woke up late, my dad was ready to go. I had NO time to get ready for work and my dad would not wait for me so... I didn't go, I couldn't, how the hell am I supossed to get there? Ugh, so anyways a little later on my dad calls and says his car is ready to be picked up, so we rush down there when he comes, switch cars and he leaves. I take pappy to the store and blah blah blah, wonk wonk wonk. Ugh. To top it off he says to me that he's taking our car in tomorrow and I gotta ask my mom to take me to work. She says no cuz she has to go to the doctors and she'll take me if I stay the night. Hell. NO. I'd rather walk across wet grass barefoot. *shudders* I hate wet grass! I hate grass! Oh my god I'm hella tripping nowcuz I'm imagining myself walking across wet grass barefoot. EWWWWWWWW! Man yea so after endless tantrums, my grandpa asked Lydia to take me. He acts like its such a huge ass inconvenience for them to take me. I don't unserstand it, he acts like my job isnt a hop skip jump away. IT IS! ANd to top it off, as I write this I was just disconnected from the damn internet and I will have to sign back on and when I do I will most likely be kicked off cuz my gay ass computer will freeze up. I fucking hate this computer seriously cuz all it ever does is piss me off. And every time I try to connect right now it wont go through. Thank you so much world. Thank you for this wonderful day! I don't know about people sometimes, you think that the way you treat them they will respectfully treat you the same way back. But they don't. Even when they hella preach that they wish it would be they straight up lie to my face. I keep it real. Why can't they? Maybe I'm the same, I dunno. But when I don't like you, you know it. When I'm in a bad mood you'll know it. I wont sit there and smile and say hi when inside I'm thinking about smashing your face into the floor. I get into foul moods, and if I am then I tend to stay isolated, but there are people who dont do that, they put themselves out there to be approached then they spread their ill atittudes. They're just like my mother. I hate that. If you're in a bad mood than say so I'll step back. Don't fucking sit there and say "Nope. I'm fine. I'm fucking peachy keen." Peachy keen. Peachy mother fucking keen?! Whatever dude, you wanna play like that then fine. I hate sarcastic dark atittudes, but I'll let it slide for certain people bcuz I love them. Their kin. But don't ever do that to me please, its worse than telling me to leave you alone. Keep it real. Keep it fucking real. As you can see I'm in a pissed off mood. I don't want to be in that kind of mood but life hella puts you there. Its so foul, its like waking up to a beautiful and serving yourself your favorite cereal and when you go to pour the milk its sour. Now not only has it ruined your food, its ruined your appetite, your morning, and then your day. Cuz all you'll think about is that damn ill morning when you went to pour that milk. If you had just grabbed something else... Chosen a different breakfast. I make no damn sense but the point is that I understand it so I guess it doesn't really fucking matter what you think. Dear Diarrhea, Today was a shitty day, but then I felt better. Then I felt bad again, then I felt better... Now I feel infuriated. So what will happen tomorrow Diary? I guess we'll just have to wait and see won't we? You know you love me, ~JBehrsGurl << | >> 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... |