... maybe I overreacted? Maybe just a little. I’m unsure how far. I guess when you’re the hormonal type; a cute grinning squirrel awakens the devil inside you. Although I would be kind of worried if a squirrel physically grinned at me. You know? Its eyes tainted with an all knowing aura, the type of sly characteristic you get when you know your brother uses your dad’s sock to masturbate with – waiting until the right time to use it against them and seize the power you need! MWAHAHA!!!
Now I’m kind of worried about my dad’s socks. I should just stop whilst I’m ahead I guess?
Any how! I suppose things have been sorted. Friends have been lying about things, but I really can’t be arsed going into the melodramatics of it all. I just want to sit back, eat cake and watch the button on my jeans pop off and shoot one of my many annoying managers in the eye. That’d be fantastic! Not the lack of clothing in public, but I guess you have to give a little if you want something. Thinking about it, could you get done for pre meditated murder if you invite someone you don’t like round for a cup of tea and ‘accidentally’ kill them with the popping of your jean’s button? Or would your jean’s get sent down for it since it was the one that committed the act? It’s a lot to take in, I know!
Anyways, going back on to the friend’s subject. I suppose I did overreact a little. I just took one person’s word for it and fired everything I had into ‘beating’ them. I just hate it when people decide they don’t like you because they have a new ‘pet’ whom they can play with, or the fact they abuse your loyalty and trust by lashing out at the things they know nothing of. When in reality, if they wanted to be a good friend themselves, they’d ask and be there for you.
It’s funny when you think about it, though. Is a friend really a friend when they’re able to smile to your face, but laugh behind your back? Is it really worth having someone like that around, just because you’re group ‘needs numbers’ to make them feel satisfied? I know a lot of people that hate the people they ‘hang’ with, but still manage to find time for them. Why? If you don’t enjoy their company, why bother? Unless you’re a sadist of some kind and enjoy the torture of hearing about their child’s bodily functions... then you need fucking help anyways!
I just don’t understand why the world has fallen into a stupor of ‘putting up’ with people just for the sake of peace. You have rights too. Just tell the fuckers. If they don’t like it, there’s no water off your back. Obviously, managers and such is a different matter, but fellow people... fuck it. They shouldn’t be arseholes then.
It’s true what they say: “Truth hurts”. Life hurts, though. They can’t just keep going through life thinking everything is hunky dory when it isn’t, can they? It’s not a damn Disney cartoon. I know it’ll be hard when you have friends of friends and they want you all there, but at the end of the day, you don’t have to speak to them. Just ignore them, and maybe one day... they might just go away. I think the world has changed for the worse. Years ago, truth was the way to go. If someone smelled, you told them! They had a bath. Now days, people just sit there and don’t breathe instead. For all you know, you might be saving their life by telling them they smell. Tell them; don’t laugh about it behind their backs. I know which I’d prefer... at least that way I’d have a chance to sort it before I became the laughing stock.
Anyways... I don’t know what I’ve said. I’ve literally just rambled, so I apologise in advance, I’ll try to have something a little more structured next time.
Until then, kiddos! ^_^
x
Monday 4 April 2011
Tuesday 29 March 2011
Who needs enemies?
Who needs them when you have the friends that I have?
Yeah, I guess you can say it’s some sort of contradiction when in my profile it says that my friends and family are my life. But apparently – I’m no longer welcome or needed in their social circle. I guess it’s hard to wedge yourself in with people that love to drink and take pills every weekend and then shag each other. Yes – My group consists mainly of girls... so you can see why I feel left out; being straight and all.
Not all of them are like it, the ones taking pills are straight, but they’re so doped up/drunk that you can’t speak to them anyways, that, and they usually have a tongue down their “boyfriend’s” throat or their head down a bog, it isn’t exactly polite to be disturbing them at that ‘crucial’ bonding time now is it? So I sit there, drink in hand thinking: “Why?” I believe I just fill the numbers, add to the drink and overall just there to inhale smoke and die an early, BORING, death. But they wonder why I sit in the corner? Well, with that in mind it’s also HARD to join in a conversation when they have their backs to you, or so engrossed in touching each other up, if I was dancing naked to the Macarena with only my socks as an accessory, I wouldn’t even get a peep out of them. I have tried, but I guess trying isn’t worth it in the end.
I suppose you could ask why I still ‘hang’ with these people when I have nothing in common with them, or the fact they have made it clear I’m not really wanted? Well, I’m a stubborn cow like that I guess, and I believe that it’ll go back to the old days. We used to be close, why not now?
What I don’t understand either is my ‘friends’ that are idolising Katy Perry and Russell Brand at the minute... They’ve been together 8 months, and already they’re engaged and getting married in December. OK. What do you have in common other than ‘shagging’? I suppose his penis and your vagina will be very happy together, so long as she doesn’t become unreliable and boring (like me) resulting in no sex. You’re still in a honeymoon period!!!
The best bit about it is, they’re getting married so they can date. I’m being serious when I tell you this. He’s off to the army, and apparently, the only way they can be together is by being married. Hmm...
Also, if I’m such a bad friend, why is she asking me to sacrifice my only source of income by telling me to skip work so that I can attend a sham wedding such as hers? And to be even more poignant, so that she can get money out of me to fund it, and so that I can ‘add’ to the wedding when she’s already given the privileges that I can offer to other people that have MORE time on their hands because they sit at home and claim from the state.
I’m winging again, I know. But I needed to get it off my chest. I just hate how people can be so two faced now days. At least they know this, I’ve already told them. Maybe that’s why I’m such a bad friend, because I don’t sugar coat the truth? Maybe I’m so bad because I don’t have the money to go out at the weekend and spend it on alcohol and drugs? Maybe I’m so bad because I sit back and watch my friend flash and degrade herself on the internet while her fiancée and baby are at home, just so she can get that little bit of extra attention she’s craving? Or maybe I’m such a bad friend for always being there when they needed a shoulder to cry on, or money to get by.
I’m shit. Just say it. But at least I did try. I didn’t just freeze them out and bitched about them behind their backs for something they caused. Why didn’t they just ask me what was going on? Maybe there’s a reason I’m not so fun anymore. Maybe being depressed and having NO ONE to talk to just isn’t a good enough of excuse anymore for not downing that keg! I try. I fail. Why bother?
Give me a good reason.
Yeah, I guess you can say it’s some sort of contradiction when in my profile it says that my friends and family are my life. But apparently – I’m no longer welcome or needed in their social circle. I guess it’s hard to wedge yourself in with people that love to drink and take pills every weekend and then shag each other. Yes – My group consists mainly of girls... so you can see why I feel left out; being straight and all.
Not all of them are like it, the ones taking pills are straight, but they’re so doped up/drunk that you can’t speak to them anyways, that, and they usually have a tongue down their “boyfriend’s” throat or their head down a bog, it isn’t exactly polite to be disturbing them at that ‘crucial’ bonding time now is it? So I sit there, drink in hand thinking: “Why?” I believe I just fill the numbers, add to the drink and overall just there to inhale smoke and die an early, BORING, death. But they wonder why I sit in the corner? Well, with that in mind it’s also HARD to join in a conversation when they have their backs to you, or so engrossed in touching each other up, if I was dancing naked to the Macarena with only my socks as an accessory, I wouldn’t even get a peep out of them. I have tried, but I guess trying isn’t worth it in the end.
I suppose you could ask why I still ‘hang’ with these people when I have nothing in common with them, or the fact they have made it clear I’m not really wanted? Well, I’m a stubborn cow like that I guess, and I believe that it’ll go back to the old days. We used to be close, why not now?
What I don’t understand either is my ‘friends’ that are idolising Katy Perry and Russell Brand at the minute... They’ve been together 8 months, and already they’re engaged and getting married in December. OK. What do you have in common other than ‘shagging’? I suppose his penis and your vagina will be very happy together, so long as she doesn’t become unreliable and boring (like me) resulting in no sex. You’re still in a honeymoon period!!!
The best bit about it is, they’re getting married so they can date. I’m being serious when I tell you this. He’s off to the army, and apparently, the only way they can be together is by being married. Hmm...
Also, if I’m such a bad friend, why is she asking me to sacrifice my only source of income by telling me to skip work so that I can attend a sham wedding such as hers? And to be even more poignant, so that she can get money out of me to fund it, and so that I can ‘add’ to the wedding when she’s already given the privileges that I can offer to other people that have MORE time on their hands because they sit at home and claim from the state.
I’m winging again, I know. But I needed to get it off my chest. I just hate how people can be so two faced now days. At least they know this, I’ve already told them. Maybe that’s why I’m such a bad friend, because I don’t sugar coat the truth? Maybe I’m so bad because I don’t have the money to go out at the weekend and spend it on alcohol and drugs? Maybe I’m so bad because I sit back and watch my friend flash and degrade herself on the internet while her fiancée and baby are at home, just so she can get that little bit of extra attention she’s craving? Or maybe I’m such a bad friend for always being there when they needed a shoulder to cry on, or money to get by.
I’m shit. Just say it. But at least I did try. I didn’t just freeze them out and bitched about them behind their backs for something they caused. Why didn’t they just ask me what was going on? Maybe there’s a reason I’m not so fun anymore. Maybe being depressed and having NO ONE to talk to just isn’t a good enough of excuse anymore for not downing that keg! I try. I fail. Why bother?
Give me a good reason.
Monday 14 February 2011
I guess at some point I had to use this thing. And since I’m stuck at home, wasting away my evening, I might as well make something of it, aye?
OK... so the big topic today (I should imagine) is that it’s Valentine’s day. EWWWWW!!! Yes. I seem like one of those single ladies out there that is sour and sore at the prospect at spending this ‘special day’ alone. Yes, I know. I am alone, and very bored, but it doesn’t mean that I’m not loved.
I’m in a happy relationship, have friends and family whom I love and adore, but it doesn’t stop me from feeling that this day is nothing more than a waste of space!!
I know I’m not the only cynic out there, but I just don’t get why men and women need a reason to show that they love someone. Be it their BF/GF, Fiancée, Wife, husband, fling... you name it! I don’t care if you’re a two timing Harry! Just respect the person you’re supposed to be with every day of the year! I know it helps those ‘macho’ guys that find it hard to show even a little emotion whilst they’re pummelling their partner’s sister, but why should we allow them one day to even show anything but a lie? I mean seriously?
I work in a shop FILLED with chavs. Yes, you could call me prejudice or whatever you like, but it’s true. And every year, I see them laughing and joking to their mate’s saying “If I don’t get her something, she won’t shag me!” My gawd, you’re face alone is enough to put her off surely! I mean, come on! Not all the cheap champagne and out of date chocolates in the world could seriously get you laid tonight? The best of it is, you know that their girlfriend is just going to eat it up... because they’ve actually made the effort!!! Well, it’s 5pm in the evening and they’re JUST getting your card and flowers now? I very much doubt it, Darling
I hate that there is so much money and material things thrown into this that people have lost their way, just like they do around Christmas. I long for the day when you used to run around the play ground playing ‘Kissy Cats’ instead of ‘Guess what STD you’ve now got’.
That’s the thing, I know a lot of girls I work with and are friends with that are single, hating that they have no one, so instead – they’ll be going out tonight looking for a one night stand. Why does that make them feel any better? I’d rather watch Scooby Doo or something than have to pretend to be attracted to a guy, wondering if he’s managed to get his cock into the hole, just so I can feel a little more secure in myself. I suppose it’s different for everyone. I just have yet to understand the NEED to have someone. Go out. Flirt, have a laugh and be SAFE!
Yes, I sound like a condom advert, and at the end of the month, you’ll be seeing my face on yours/your man’s willy.
Anyways, with that aside, I really hope you’ve all had a good day and look forward to maybe posting again – so long as I haven’t been deleted for moaning and saying the word “willy” *sniggers*
Ta-ra!!! ^_^ x
OK... so the big topic today (I should imagine) is that it’s Valentine’s day. EWWWWW!!! Yes. I seem like one of those single ladies out there that is sour and sore at the prospect at spending this ‘special day’ alone. Yes, I know. I am alone, and very bored, but it doesn’t mean that I’m not loved.
I’m in a happy relationship, have friends and family whom I love and adore, but it doesn’t stop me from feeling that this day is nothing more than a waste of space!!
I know I’m not the only cynic out there, but I just don’t get why men and women need a reason to show that they love someone. Be it their BF/GF, Fiancée, Wife, husband, fling... you name it! I don’t care if you’re a two timing Harry! Just respect the person you’re supposed to be with every day of the year! I know it helps those ‘macho’ guys that find it hard to show even a little emotion whilst they’re pummelling their partner’s sister, but why should we allow them one day to even show anything but a lie? I mean seriously?
I work in a shop FILLED with chavs. Yes, you could call me prejudice or whatever you like, but it’s true. And every year, I see them laughing and joking to their mate’s saying “If I don’t get her something, she won’t shag me!” My gawd, you’re face alone is enough to put her off surely! I mean, come on! Not all the cheap champagne and out of date chocolates in the world could seriously get you laid tonight? The best of it is, you know that their girlfriend is just going to eat it up... because they’ve actually made the effort!!! Well, it’s 5pm in the evening and they’re JUST getting your card and flowers now? I very much doubt it, Darling
I hate that there is so much money and material things thrown into this that people have lost their way, just like they do around Christmas. I long for the day when you used to run around the play ground playing ‘Kissy Cats’ instead of ‘Guess what STD you’ve now got’.
That’s the thing, I know a lot of girls I work with and are friends with that are single, hating that they have no one, so instead – they’ll be going out tonight looking for a one night stand. Why does that make them feel any better? I’d rather watch Scooby Doo or something than have to pretend to be attracted to a guy, wondering if he’s managed to get his cock into the hole, just so I can feel a little more secure in myself. I suppose it’s different for everyone. I just have yet to understand the NEED to have someone. Go out. Flirt, have a laugh and be SAFE!
Yes, I sound like a condom advert, and at the end of the month, you’ll be seeing my face on yours/your man’s willy.
Anyways, with that aside, I really hope you’ve all had a good day and look forward to maybe posting again – so long as I haven’t been deleted for moaning and saying the word “willy” *sniggers*
Ta-ra!!! ^_^ x
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