Ugh. So now i remember why i don't drink soda. Bubbles are fun but god i feel awful.
On top of everything else...my computer was hacked. And there are now topless photographs of me floating all over the fucking internet. EVERYONE I KNOW got them. my professors saw them. my PARENTS got them, thankfully i got to my father before he saw them. Admittedly you can rent an R rated movie and see more skin than what i showed...but there's a reason i'm not in any R rated movies. my tits were not meant to be a public spectacle.
i guess...on a positive note...i've yet to get anything but glowing reviews. Except from my mother. She was horrified. But she's always horrified. She makes an occupation out of it. Don't blame her though, if it were my daughter i'd be pretty aghast. Nothing to do with the fact that she's seven...whatever. And there are now a lot of pissed off girlfriends, but once they were told what happened they were cool with it. Ben's wife thinks she needs a boob job and she wants to take them to her surgeon. Guess that's something.
i'm pretty sure i know exactly who did it. And i want that person to fucking kill themselves. But at this point, the general consensus is that this person, while an ass gobbling troglodyte, performed a valuable public service. It could be worse. I'm through being all freaked out by it. Anyone who doesn't think I'm damn sexy can delete them and move on. So far this has not been an issue.
In the interest of not being so terrifyingly poor, i've decided it's time to suck it up and start slowly stockpiling things to sell on Etsy. i didn't want to do this before i moved...but it's kind of looking like i'm out of options. i hate that i'm just going to be generating MORE stuff that has to come with me, since i kind of planned to get rid of everything that i could...but whatever.
i need a new SG name. This one is five years old, i never keep a screen name that long.
On top of everything else...my computer was hacked. And there are now topless photographs of me floating all over the fucking internet. EVERYONE I KNOW got them. my professors saw them. my PARENTS got them, thankfully i got to my father before he saw them. Admittedly you can rent an R rated movie and see more skin than what i showed...but there's a reason i'm not in any R rated movies. my tits were not meant to be a public spectacle.
i guess...on a positive note...i've yet to get anything but glowing reviews. Except from my mother. She was horrified. But she's always horrified. She makes an occupation out of it. Don't blame her though, if it were my daughter i'd be pretty aghast. Nothing to do with the fact that she's seven...whatever. And there are now a lot of pissed off girlfriends, but once they were told what happened they were cool with it. Ben's wife thinks she needs a boob job and she wants to take them to her surgeon. Guess that's something.
i'm pretty sure i know exactly who did it. And i want that person to fucking kill themselves. But at this point, the general consensus is that this person, while an ass gobbling troglodyte, performed a valuable public service. It could be worse. I'm through being all freaked out by it. Anyone who doesn't think I'm damn sexy can delete them and move on. So far this has not been an issue.
In the interest of not being so terrifyingly poor, i've decided it's time to suck it up and start slowly stockpiling things to sell on Etsy. i didn't want to do this before i moved...but it's kind of looking like i'm out of options. i hate that i'm just going to be generating MORE stuff that has to come with me, since i kind of planned to get rid of everything that i could...but whatever.
i need a new SG name. This one is five years old, i never keep a screen name that long.
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And why did I not get any others?