You've gone and pissed me off

I really dislike when people pigeon-hole me, and when they are wrong. I may be young but besides a lack of wrinklies and still having perky boobs (i'll say it) I am not undecisive about what i want. In fact I am one of those people who gets dead set because they know what they want. If some idiot (who I unfortunatley find completely endearing) wants to think that I don't know what I want because I am only 20 then all I have to say is...sorry bud your fucking loss (not to sound into myself). And just because every other girl you went out with was younger than you turned out to be a major cunt (I said one of my most hated words) doesn't mean I am just because I am young like them. I think besides a case of natural flakiness that I am really together, and I think it's unfair to label me like these other girls. But why should I have to sell this idea anyways...you moron?

Oh and yea I did think the super tall customer was handsome beyond belief, but I don't like him. I like the moron in front of me...I should know better.

Pond Muck

Since I am almost entirely egocentric...I will write about how I feel once again...

I am confused...I think it is such a bummer that you can't know what someone else is thinking/feeling...

So I asked for a little advice from someone today and then they told me that they and their sidekick (thing 1 and thing 2 I shall call them) said that I have no confidence with guys. I probably shouldn't snoop more but then I felt bad...and the answer got worse...

So thing 1 tells me that thing 2 knows the ex of the guy I like and sort of had a thing with her while she was with the guy I like...great...so then stupid me I ask if that girl was pretty...thing 1 said that thing 2 said I was a step above the ex....and that sufficed for a moment....

Until...I questioned what I was a step above...I don't want to be just a step above a troll...it's all so relative...:(

So to thing 1 and thing 2 being a step above pond muck is not my idea of happiness...next time you discuss me don't bother...

To those that feel I asked for it by prying....I agree...but cannot help that I am a dummy....

Fahrenheit 451

So, in class we are reading Dog Soldiers by Robert Stone...and I like it....and I seem to be the only one who does:)

You've got crazy characters, culture (counterculture), and well drugs....but the kids in my class don't get it...to quote a fellow classmate "i can't even find sparknotes on it...it's so old, like why are we reading this?"

heres the question I would like to pose: "Why are you in school?" ....the apathy towards learning anything is amazing.

i have a mound of books waiting to be read, while half of my peers would prefer to burn a mound of books...how depressing!

Give me good food..or give me...liberty?

Writing a analysis ...of someone else's work...
I find it weird to pick apart something and not know if I am even right about it....
What if I am drawing something out that isn't there....is my analysis in some way contrived more for me personally...hmmm...it leaves a bad taste in my mouth

Speaking of bad taste...this new preztel at work...horrible...I am sooo unimpressed....didn't the marketing team taste the damn thing before they marketed it...tres horrible...blah...gag...die....

They should hire me to taste...I have precise tastebuds...and a massive appetite....tis true

I am an proud fatty...mmm

Anywho, things are coming together...minus sushi being sick:(...but everything else is getting less on the fritz...yea:)

Thanks to Chipolte-Maven at work I feel like I need to go to Europe....thank you ...so time to save:)

no bunny here

you may or may not find this funny......
so i was walking my mom's dog this morning and all was good. Then he started looking for this stupid bunny that lives in the pine trees and refused to do any business (you know what I mean). Anywho, at this point I was annoyed and told Willy "NO BUNNY HERE", and he wandered aimlessly still. Well, we left that part of the yard and lo and behold I see the forsaken bunny. I see the bunny....and Willy totally missed it. I spent twenty minutes outside, while he looked for that bunny...and he missed the damn thing go right by us.

When I get to wondering in spiritual (non-religious) terms...could this relate to my life?