Got a ton of papers to write, projects and exams, and extra credit assignments to get that A. What’s worse? I’m still just registered for 3 classes for next semester, I need 2 more! But I don’t know what do. And what’s even more worse? I’m on Tumblr rather than doing shit about these shits.
Tumblr is apparently a place to show off oneself through photos, acting all cute, sexy, seductive, and shit. And I’ll be honest, there are a handle of good looking kids here. But the weird part is that when I think someone’s real good looking, then while examining the photo a lil’ longer, I start to realize that that random person looks like a friend of mine or someone I know. Like what does that mean? Would I think my friend(s) or acquaintance(s) is/are attractive? I don’t know. Well I guess, yeah, sure. But never would I actually admit that my friend(s) is/are attractive. I mean, that’s just weird and very awkward.
I suppose everyone’s starting to look alike, as if we’re slowly losing originality/individuality. Honestly, the problems with modern society. Smh
If I wasn’t in the library right now, I would literally LOL. Anyway, when listening to music (mostly covers) on YouTube I find a lil’ fascination in reading the comments rather than actually watching the video. The comment I just saw, “stop making me gay”, was so funny and it makes a lot of sense. I mean, sure most gays will get offended, but c’mon that’s funny shit man. I mean, I’d like to have compliments like that on a daily basis. But since I can’t sing for shit, I don’t make awesome song covers on YouTube and make straight guys go gay for me or have girls wanting to have my babies. Uh, yeah. lol? (awkward pause) Idk, but that comment was real funny.
Definitely one of the most food-filled Thanksgiving (luncheon) I ever had. But anyway, my parents are still off island for another day or two, so you can count me out on tomorrow’s festivities for Black Friday. Le sigh The consequences of being a broke-ass jobless college student.
The most fun of it all is that I’ll be doing chores tomorrow - wash car and organize my room. Yippie!
Just ‘cause you think we “close”, does not mean I ain’t yo bitch. Bitch! You really shouldn’t be giving me shit ‘cause I’ve never given you any of mine. And quite frankly, you should look at a mirror before criticizing others, ‘cause if that’s your way of boosting your self-esteem then that’s just fucking sad. What a fucking low life. And you go all soft when you’re in need, but get all stock up when feel needed. Pch, please. Sure you’ve been through a lot of crap, but haven’t we all? So shut the fuck up! You inconsiderate word-twisting judgemental self-centered whale of a twat!
Anonymous: When people take so fucking long to reply to my text messages, especially when I know they have unlimiting txting. What’s worse is if they don’t reply at all, not even to explain or apologize later. Sheesh. Lazy fucks.
Idiot drivers: Just got back from the video store and wtf people! I know the road isn’t lit well, but please fucking turn off your brights when there’s an approaching car, esp when that approaching car is me! Or else I WILL flash my motherfucking brights back at you! So, don’t start with me bitch, ‘cause Wusstig Road is narrow as fuck so back the fuck up! (Last night, I almost drove into the jungle cause some idiot left their brights on; it was even raining hard)
Anonymous: Fried food with garlic flavoring. I just got over my fever/sickness, last thing I want to do is clog up my arteries. Worst 3 days ever! Couldn’t focus on anything, and now I’m left procrastinating.
If you’d like to ask me something, anything, it could be about me or whatever, I don’t give a fuck, ASK ME. Not that I’m accepting to have a shit load of ask on Tumblr, but I speak generally. Like I don’t know how many times I’ve been told “Can I ask you something?” or “Okay, ‘cause I’ve always wondered but never asked”, or something like that but you get the point. Honestly, there’s no harm in asking a question. I mean, if you want to know something, then you have all rights to have an answer. Right? Maybe I’m just ranting on, or duh I am, but yeah.
K. I’m really bored. And if a person can die from boredom, consider me to be dying right now. Good night cruel world!