9.22.2009

Wazzuhh

Hmmm...I don't want to do much of anything.
So I'm blogging. Because it doesn't mean anything.

Just throwin that out there you guys.















Everyone behind me just read that and now I have to resort to the enter key for privacy.
I kind of hope that my teacher comes over here and sees what I wrote.
Maybe he'll give me the name of a good ass doctor.

I missed out on homecoming.
I really did want to go, I just felt unwelcome there. At MY OWN homecoming.
Last homecoming I'll ever had and I spent it at Red Robin, bringing food out to OTHER homecoming groups, and I made $22 all night long.
I did have La Puente though, idgf what you say, LA PUENTE > LIFEX70 INFINITY. I've already talked to the manager about using their smothered instead of ebalming fluid when I die.
That's where 60% of my weekly calorie intake comes from. DAYUM.

What I've learned in psychology:
when girls are born and are of age, they realize that they do not have a penis and they become "penis envy" they think that they're inferior because they do not have a w33n0r. And this other woman psychologist thinks that's completely bonkers and she came up with the same idea, except that it's boys that feel inferior because they're "womb envy" because they can't have kids.
PFT, yeah right. Women aren't even womb envy. It hurts having kids. I would know. I gave birth to a 7 pound, 21 inch poop.

Ughhhhhhh, srsly, I want to go eat. I want to eat NOW.
Taylor got a kitten. Yeah, okay, it's cute, but I XHATEX cats. When that mofo gets 4 months old, I'ma "accidently" run over that furball.

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I need to do things now. ): F M L
Thanks to Hannahbeaner, I've created a new obsession.
www.textsfromlastnight.com
Yeah, I'm on page 500. I KNOW I'M A FREAK, K??


I love Taylor, he has short hair and he looks like a studly boy.
I also love that he deprives me to the point where I'm shoving pencil sharpeners up my butt. That made no sense. Maybe this is just me showing you the inside of my brain and how I process thoughts at this stage of deprivation. I'm going to go cut myself now.

kthxbai

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