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So Be It
bitched @ 9:00 a.m. on 2002-10-31 Boy do I feel stupid! Of course you know I'm the biggest dork on the planet so telling you that would be useless. I don't even know what has kept me from adding a new entry in a while. I've opened the page several times and even wrote a paragraph or two... But I ended up clicking the page closed each time. *sigh* I'm just your average boring girl I guess. I really wanted to post a new story I've been reading called "A Dupe Jones" it is EXCELLENT! I also made a new banner for a fic but I don't feel like searching for the links plus RoswellfanFics won't open up for me *insert sad face here* I wonder if Lynette (the lady I work with who tells me what to do) turned in my time sheet on tuesady or not. Usually she forgets... ARRRRGH! Oh yea HAPPY HALLOWEEN! Did you know that when I was little I never went trick or treating??? My parents were like against the holiday -yet we would go to Chukie E Cheese EVERY Halloween. Up until I started to be to big to fit down the tube slide and Chuckie started to work my nerves. *insert innocent smile here* Needless to say 'ol Chuckie is now on my hit list. Yea so 3 or 4 years ago we stopped going there and started going trick or treating. How sad is that? I was deprived of my childhood man! Oh who am I kidding? I never HAD a childhood. I could tell you the horror stories of my actual childhood but I won't go into that, I'm depressed enough as it is. I would like nothing better than to crawl back into my warm bed at home and sleep with my cat on my feet. But NOOOOOOOOO I have to be stuck HERE at work until 5:00pm. Working the 8-5 sucks ass man. Is my debonair personality rubbing off on you yet? LOL Okay, Okay I'll change the subject to something more optimistic! Be optimistic! Don't be a grumy! When the world gets bumpy, just smile! SMILE! SMILE be happy! Oh gosh I'm singing... So I was listening to QUAD 106.5 this morning while I was driving to work and they pissed me off. The DJ's -Dave (BoOmer), Steve and Lisa, were discussing a topic that Dave and Steve brought up to get to know the new DJ "Lisa" well the question was the top 5 guys she thinks are hot. And she says well its not all physical... BLAH BLAH BLAH so they allllllll fight about this for like an hour. I'm like Honey. Its physical. Four women called to back Lisa up cuz Dave and Steve were just ganging up on her. I was about to call and back this chick up too but my cell phone minutes are low. LOL But seriously man, phsycal attraction is just that. I know us women look for a wonderful personality but c'mon. Tell the TRUTH! We will look at a hot male bod and think "DAYUM!!!" Tell the truth Lisa!!!! I seriously think she could have just let down her stubborn wall and just confessed her top 5 male choices. But NOOOOOOOO She had to drag it out saying that its "personality" and such. I agree but realistically the first thing that I think when I see a hot guy is NOT "Oh gee he has a spakling personality!" Its: "DAYUM that boy look good!" ya see the distinction? OR! Why couldn't the damn domainating males of the show just LET HER BE? If she wants to choose her choices based on personality than so be it! Thats all I have to say about that... EPIC. Yea so I've been contemplating my motivations in life. I have none. I only have one thing and thats meeting my sis Jessica this summer. The No Doubt concert isn't even that important to me. And you know what? Okay RANT ALERT!!! Marci. My so called "best friend" got all pissy about me paying 80$ for my ticket and getting good floor seats. She says that I'm not a big fan to be doing that and its not fair. Umm... I would just like to clarify that I have been a fan since "Don't Speak" call me superficial call me whatever but truth be told I never knew who they were until they got famous. SO WHAT?! I'm so sick of people calling other people "posers" just because they like different things. Like take Avril for example. Some call her a poser and some don't. She said she doesn't label herself "Punk" but I do. Call it "Preppy Punk" just don't call her a poser. She's real man, she can belt out a tune like no other. Besides the only reason I got lucky with the good seats was bcuz my cousin bought the tickets b4 hand and needed someone to go with. Now Marci's all mad. Again I will ask... Why are we friends? All she ever does is make me feel stupid and low. She's funnya nd sometimes she's really cool cuz she makes me feel better but over the years she isn't the same. All she does is put me down. And I don't know why I take that shit. WHATEVER. Topic dropped. Mad Crazy shyt. As of now I'm not sure what the future hold for me but hopefully its better than the present cuz lemme tell ya... It sux ass! Daniel is so... COMPLICATED! He's nothing to me. Nothing. Yet I stress the hell out the "nothing" situation. WHY?! Why? Why? Why???? Errrrrrr!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry. I really needed that right now. Screaming is good you know. It clears the epiglottis. Brings down all that flem and mucus. Que Sara, Sara. Whatever will be will, and I know I jacked up that spelling but... Who cares? Its MY diary. *sigh* I really wish roswellfanfic was up cuz I need my dose of "A Dupe Jones" I'm addicted like a fiend on crack. The situations gotten harder but it only makes us stronger. I'm gonna post a poem then I'm outti...
So be it that you love me not,
You know you love me,
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