Oh my. wow, you prick. You complete and utter tosser.
Gives you 'value'??? You were meant to be my friend. Just, wow, you traded in 10 years of friendship for sex, sorry the hope of sex.
I am so glad i never went there.
You're getting nothing, prickkk.
Wednesday, 28 July 2010
Tuesday, 27 July 2010
So more on Jill
'her lifes a mess and mines great, why should i bother trying to make it any worse?'
I think that about sums it up; from anger to pity in one facebook chat conversation.
I think that about sums it up; from anger to pity in one facebook chat conversation.
Sunday, 25 July 2010
Theres this girl, lets call her Jill
Jill is a bit of a, well, we all know what she is.
But hey, who am i to judge? We've all done things we regret (my last blogpost is a prime example). Nevertheless you can only push a person so far. Honestly i don't understand why she would do that? She risked losing her friends and the guy she loves over a meaningless fuck. Someone pleaseee explain the logic in that to me, because i just don't understand?
I mean, we all stuck up for you, particularly the girl you screwed over. I just don't get it. Why would you do that to her, to us? We were your friends...
The funny thing is, we're not mad because you fucked him, we're mad because you lied.
But hey, who am i to judge? We've all done things we regret (my last blogpost is a prime example). Nevertheless you can only push a person so far. Honestly i don't understand why she would do that? She risked losing her friends and the guy she loves over a meaningless fuck. Someone pleaseee explain the logic in that to me, because i just don't understand?
I mean, we all stuck up for you, particularly the girl you screwed over. I just don't get it. Why would you do that to her, to us? We were your friends...
The funny thing is, we're not mad because you fucked him, we're mad because you lied.
Greece and Greek poeple
So I’m at Mouse’s (my Aunt) and I’ve just snuck out of the bedroom which I am sharing with Christina (family friend). I think I woke her up. Actually, I must have woken her up, because on my way out I managed to hit the wardrobe in front of the bed, trip over her bag, and accidentally slam the door shut ( I thought it was heavier then it was). She was nice enough to pretend that she hadn't heard me though, that and she doesn't how to say 'Shut the fuck up you clumsy bitch' in English.
Soooo, came back from Greece with a tan and a funny story. Actually it’s not so much funny haha, more you’re a dickhead funny. I've told this story quiteeee a few times so I’ll give you the short version:
Chirpsed and old friend, it was weird but kinda nice at the same time, he said he broke up with his girlfriend, I had an inclination that he might be lying, and I was right.
The funny part is, he had 'in a relationship' on facebook.
Goooooood one dickhead, aha.
Well, I thought it was quite funny anyway. Although I feel bad for the girlfriend, particularly as when she told him that she loved him for the first time, he said 'and I adore you' back. Ouchhh. Now isn’t that just a slap in the face?
Soooo, came back from Greece with a tan and a funny story. Actually it’s not so much funny haha, more you’re a dickhead funny. I've told this story quiteeee a few times so I’ll give you the short version:
Chirpsed and old friend, it was weird but kinda nice at the same time, he said he broke up with his girlfriend, I had an inclination that he might be lying, and I was right.
The funny part is, he had 'in a relationship' on facebook.
Goooooood one dickhead, aha.
Well, I thought it was quite funny anyway. Although I feel bad for the girlfriend, particularly as when she told him that she loved him for the first time, he said 'and I adore you' back. Ouchhh. Now isn’t that just a slap in the face?
Wednesday, 7 July 2010
''contemptibly inadequate''
Yeyeeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyyeeyeyeyeyeee
Your that too.
And on an other note, HAHAHA YOU COULDNT GET IT UP, tosser.
Your that too.
And on an other note, HAHAHA YOU COULDNT GET IT UP, tosser.
Tuesday, 6 July 2010
Joe
There was this boy who I used to have food tech with, once me and Janelle were talking about this girl, well bitching about this girl:
Janelle: lalallala she’s pathetic lalalaa can't believe she did/said thar lalalala ( yeah I can’t quite remember the conversation)
Joe: That doesn't seem very nice
Me: Joe, honestly this girl is horrible, literally pathetic
Joe: If you say she’s literally pathetic that means she inspires pity.
You are literally pathetic.
Janelle: lalallala she’s pathetic lalalaa can't believe she did/said thar lalalala ( yeah I can’t quite remember the conversation)
Joe: That doesn't seem very nice
Me: Joe, honestly this girl is horrible, literally pathetic
Joe: If you say she’s literally pathetic that means she inspires pity.
You are literally pathetic.
Friday, 2 July 2010
Ramblings
Today i woke up at 12.
You rate that don't you? Well i do so shhhhhhhhhh. I woke up and i didn't feel like doing much, but two hours and the usual fight with vati later and I'm running to Steph's. Why am i running you ask, well after taking an hour to do my 'make up', i promised i'd be at hers by two, it was 10 to when i left my house, hence the running.
Steph, whose Steph you ask? Well Stephannie is on of my best friends, saved in my phone as 'attention whore', Spanish and the person i have the most fights with.We argue a lot, but things always seem to work themselves out. Anyway, its not right to bitch about people on the internet, plus there is always the chance that Ray or someone might accidentally give her the link to my online diary.
So, fast forwarding ASDA, Antonio, a blusher induced fight, fajitas and we're at Sophia's. Where a certain someone pisses me right off because she changes when shes 'on the pull'. Do you have a friend like that? I'm sure everyone does, but all in all it was a good night.
I'm not sure why i'm writing this, really i'm just writing for the sake of writing, i miss writing.
What i was really getting at is that, today i watched my best friend cry, because parents like to take their stress out on us. In conclusion parents suck, and the reason i smoke and the reason we lie and whore ourselves out is because we want to get back at them. When i say 'we' i mean me and Janellle.
Finally, Alena is an absolute bitch. In every sense of the word.
You rate that don't you? Well i do so shhhhhhhhhh. I woke up and i didn't feel like doing much, but two hours and the usual fight with vati later and I'm running to Steph's. Why am i running you ask, well after taking an hour to do my 'make up', i promised i'd be at hers by two, it was 10 to when i left my house, hence the running.
Steph, whose Steph you ask? Well Stephannie is on of my best friends, saved in my phone as 'attention whore', Spanish and the person i have the most fights with.We argue a lot, but things always seem to work themselves out. Anyway, its not right to bitch about people on the internet, plus there is always the chance that Ray or someone might accidentally give her the link to my online diary.
So, fast forwarding ASDA, Antonio, a blusher induced fight, fajitas and we're at Sophia's. Where a certain someone pisses me right off because she changes when shes 'on the pull'. Do you have a friend like that? I'm sure everyone does, but all in all it was a good night.
I'm not sure why i'm writing this, really i'm just writing for the sake of writing, i miss writing.
What i was really getting at is that, today i watched my best friend cry, because parents like to take their stress out on us. In conclusion parents suck, and the reason i smoke and the reason we lie and whore ourselves out is because we want to get back at them. When i say 'we' i mean me and Janellle.
Finally, Alena is an absolute bitch. In every sense of the word.
Imagery poeple
So guess whose back with a brand new blog post..
wow that was cringe
Oh well, i did say i wasn't going to blog till September, but frankly my blogs my dairy and no one reads this pile of shit anyway so its all goodddd. Well even if you do read its pretty much made up of me bitching about everything in my life.
So, Summer eh. The time where you can go anywhere, the season associated with freedom and tans. Well let me let you on to a widely known secret, i am naturally tanned and you cant go anywhere when you have no money. Welcome to the dairy of a poor girl, or the Summer of a poor girl i should say. Hey, that would make quite a good blog name wouldn't it? 'A Poor Girls Summer', you like? Oh well i don't care i like it so your just going to have to grin and bare it. Anyway what was i talking about? Oh right, Summer is shit when your poor:
1) You have to walk everywhere/ beg for lifts of people who can drive (not parents because my dad is a prick, mummy works and J anelles... well, look at her blogpost)
2) Food, what food?
3) Fags, Oh right, the 20 deck we bought of our parents lose change/stole of our parents/ stole of other people.
4) Alcohol, wha- ahh i lie, vodka is always a priority, and i still have 3/4 of our vodka from Ella's left, but that is for special occasions (like when we get out GCSE results back, you know, to drink away our parents disappointment). Anyway the rest is stolen.
5) Clothes: a poor girls fashion; i.e stealing, borrowing and re-making. yayyyy, not.
And the list goes on, but it think i've bored you enough, so, the question on everyone's mind;
''Well stop your bitching and get a job you lazy brat''
20 CV's handed out in Watford and STA later, I'm still jobless and poor.
Anyway, enough of my bitching about being poor, everyone's poor, nothing we can do about it eh? Just means that I, like most of you out there, have to be creative. I Will tell you about my day later, because frankly, I'm boring myself let alone all you imagery people reading my blog.
wow that was cringe
Oh well, i did say i wasn't going to blog till September, but frankly my blogs my dairy and no one reads this pile of shit anyway so its all goodddd. Well even if you do read its pretty much made up of me bitching about everything in my life.
So, Summer eh. The time where you can go anywhere, the season associated with freedom and tans. Well let me let you on to a widely known secret, i am naturally tanned and you cant go anywhere when you have no money. Welcome to the dairy of a poor girl, or the Summer of a poor girl i should say. Hey, that would make quite a good blog name wouldn't it? 'A Poor Girls Summer', you like? Oh well i don't care i like it so your just going to have to grin and bare it. Anyway what was i talking about? Oh right, Summer is shit when your poor:
1) You have to walk everywhere/ beg for lifts of people who can drive (not parents because my dad is a prick, mummy works and J anelles... well, look at her blogpost)
2) Food, what food?
3) Fags, Oh right, the 20 deck we bought of our parents lose change/stole of our parents/ stole of other people.
4) Alcohol, wha- ahh i lie, vodka is always a priority, and i still have 3/4 of our vodka from Ella's left, but that is for special occasions (like when we get out GCSE results back, you know, to drink away our parents disappointment). Anyway the rest is stolen.
5) Clothes: a poor girls fashion; i.e stealing, borrowing and re-making. yayyyy, not.
And the list goes on, but it think i've bored you enough, so, the question on everyone's mind;
''Well stop your bitching and get a job you lazy brat''
20 CV's handed out in Watford and STA later, I'm still jobless and poor.
Anyway, enough of my bitching about being poor, everyone's poor, nothing we can do about it eh? Just means that I, like most of you out there, have to be creative. I Will tell you about my day later, because frankly, I'm boring myself let alone all you imagery people reading my blog.