November 22, 2005

  • Hey!


    Oh. My. Effing. God. 
    I hate it when people are like.. arrgh.  They're all out to get me. When they completely disregard everything else in the world and everything is required to revolve around them, and they won't handle it any other way.  Blame shoots out at everyone for the sake of some sort of guilt trip, and they always expect and are damned sure that they're the main character, the everything to everyone.  Either they're the best friend that has all of the attention or they won't be a friend at all.  It's a world blind of all middle ground and compromise--it's uncharted territory, and there's rumors that people that go there never come back.  What the hell is expected of you when you get drafted to war on Uncharted Territory?  Are you supposed to be the paragon of all mankind, perfect, straight from the movies and the novels?  Fine, that's the dream, but gosh, when it starts being either perfection or failure... what the heck is going on?  What are you supposed to do to make them happy?  Break up with your sweetheart, throw all your other friends out the window, and just devote your life to worshipping them? 


    Are things like that what's expected of me?  Well... HELL. NO.


    Pffft.


    I WANNA GO TO GEORGIA AND SEE THE BIGGEST AQUARIUM IN THE WORLDDD!!!  Oooooooh!!!!  THAT SOUNDS SO COOOL!  ::squeals::


    Danielle is hella fun.


    Rawr.  Thanksgiving Break is ONNN!!!!  Yes indeed, sirs and madams, that's what it's all about.  ::does a one-person wave::  I don't know what on earth I'm going to be doing this Thursday.  Hopefully, we don't pull a Turkey Day 2004 and spend my dinner by myself in a casino lobby, the guard asking me where my parents are.


    Happy anniversaries, birthdays, first steps, rain dance days, and finish-lines-attained to everyone.
    Today: Joeve and Daniel, whooooo!
    Four days: Thanksgiving.  You show that thanks, people.
    Three days:  Two years ago?  Turkeyboy, that's right.  I still remember and I am the only one that celebrates this shit.  Pssh.
    Five days: Birthday.  Weber.  Yeah.
    Six days: One.  Hell yes.
    Today's lesson: If you choose to step the leap of faith and take a chance, it doesn't matter what the outcome is; at least you took a chance.


    and you're so out of touch because i'm so far behind


    Bye for now.

Comments (3)

  • " hate it when people are like.. arrgh.  They're all out to get me. When they completely disregard everything else in the world and everything is required to revolve around them, and they won't handle it any other way. "

    ..i do too

    christa, i miss you..

  • I agree w/ Sammie and you.

    Thanks for the b-day shout out in the last entry. If you are talking about Project Turkeyboy, I remember and have some great pictures from the day. If you aren't talking about project turkeyboy, then never mind. :)

    Hope all's well by you over there and happy Thanksgiving.
    CW

  • You are quite the preacher. I have to agree. Bleh. Sometimes I'm guilty of blaming people. >< Meh. Hi. You are in my thoughts too. Not in the psychotic freaky way. Haha, just I do worry about the kind people who cross my path (all the time) Thanks for the feedback. Serioisly. You are a person who can put a smile on my face. I can have hope.

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