I’m annoyed. I have no one to rant to about it either. I’m broke too.
Why do men feel the obligation to invade one’s privacy, and be total hypocrites? I could get all cryptic and write something like i hate you, you little bitch, go and die slowly. But i won’t. Man, i let people walk all over me. I need some happy thoughts. Gimme some luvvin’. Vinnie Jones is releasing an album next month, covering old soul hits. I heard him on some breakfast show. The man should not show any emotion, it’s ruining his reputation.
I was gonna be good today and sit my arse in the library and do some work, but apparently we’re all fed up and are gonna head to Pizza Hut instead. Alritey then. Maybe its the lack of nicotine in my blood system lately, but without my cancer sticks i notice that people are alot more irritating than normal. I spy some rude boys in the house. heehee…whagwan? (whats going on) as they say….psh
I bought Good Morning Vietnam on video. Robin Williams looks like my dad. DADDY!! i miss my daddy!! someone send me home!