Ok, i'm officially, like, the coolest girl in the world. I wrote a 6 PAGE PAPER IN 1 HOUR AND 30 MINUTES!!! Awww yeahhhhh...I feel my foremother, Sappho, flowing through my fingertips as I tap furiously on the keyboard.
I'm so frickin' burnt out on school right now. I've got a presentation in Spanish due on Thursday and i'm trippin' off of it in advance. Bah.
Tanya, my best friend, calls me "Captain Save-A-Ho" for being so chivalrous.
"Oh Captain Save-A-Ho..why can't you save me?" -Tanya
"Well...'cause you're not attracted to me, old chap." -Me
"Damn this whole 'being attracted to men' thing..." -Tanya
I'm the perfect boyfriend!!!! Tee hee.
I could be the perfect boyfriend, really! But someone told me that in relationships, people are like cakes; they're either too sweet or too dry or too bitter and it's really hard to find one that tastes just right. I think I am a cake that is too sweet. Oooops.
I don't like the alternative, which would be being a bitter, old dried up nasty cake. Yuck. I guess i'm just abundant with sugary, lardy frosted goodness. Mmm. Like a twinkie? I love twinkies.
Maybe a Ho Ho? lol.
At least, at least, at least I am growing up, gaining experience points in the RPG of life. I am going to create an RPG where you just beat the crap out of people for no reason, it'll be fun. Anyway, I was walking down the street listening to Meat Beat's "Oblivion/Humans" thinking that at least I am a lot stronger than a few years ago, that my writing makes more sense. At least things keep moving, new experiences are inscribed upon my brain. Things haven't halted to a stagnant standstill yet.
But I do think I am reaching a critical point of something, whether it is in this newfound ranting style i've been writing in, or realization, or...I dunno. I guess i'm getting the feeling that "things will be OK" which sounds really stupid on paper but oh well.
P.S.
Indie: thanx for the tie compliment, I must make a point to wear them more often
Mistersatan: Whoo hoo! Thank you for shakin your honey-baked ham at me, it was much appreciated. **Slips $1.05 in your pants**
I'm so frickin' burnt out on school right now. I've got a presentation in Spanish due on Thursday and i'm trippin' off of it in advance. Bah.
Tanya, my best friend, calls me "Captain Save-A-Ho" for being so chivalrous.
"Oh Captain Save-A-Ho..why can't you save me?" -Tanya
"Well...'cause you're not attracted to me, old chap." -Me
"Damn this whole 'being attracted to men' thing..." -Tanya
I'm the perfect boyfriend!!!! Tee hee.
I could be the perfect boyfriend, really! But someone told me that in relationships, people are like cakes; they're either too sweet or too dry or too bitter and it's really hard to find one that tastes just right. I think I am a cake that is too sweet. Oooops.
I don't like the alternative, which would be being a bitter, old dried up nasty cake. Yuck. I guess i'm just abundant with sugary, lardy frosted goodness. Mmm. Like a twinkie? I love twinkies.
Maybe a Ho Ho? lol.
At least, at least, at least I am growing up, gaining experience points in the RPG of life. I am going to create an RPG where you just beat the crap out of people for no reason, it'll be fun. Anyway, I was walking down the street listening to Meat Beat's "Oblivion/Humans" thinking that at least I am a lot stronger than a few years ago, that my writing makes more sense. At least things keep moving, new experiences are inscribed upon my brain. Things haven't halted to a stagnant standstill yet.
But I do think I am reaching a critical point of something, whether it is in this newfound ranting style i've been writing in, or realization, or...I dunno. I guess i'm getting the feeling that "things will be OK" which sounds really stupid on paper but oh well.
P.S.
Indie: thanx for the tie compliment, I must make a point to wear them more often
Mistersatan: Whoo hoo! Thank you for shakin your honey-baked ham at me, it was much appreciated. **Slips $1.05 in your pants**
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I guess this means I'm the cake that's too stupid- I must be made with rocks and stuff.
(i bastardize chris rock. go me)