There’s so much I can barley contain. I have every right to hate on you right now. Especially since you’re a grown adult, yet you have no idea what you’re doing. I have so much more experience than you when it comes to working with large groups of teenagers. Trust me, I know how to do things better than you. Don’t be telling me that I’m not doing anything, I’ve been running around, working my ass off trying to get things together for our team. Just because you’re the old man doesn’t mean you have the authority to tell me that I haven’t been doing anything because it’s clear that I have done a lot more than you have so far.
Everything that I’ve done is unappreciated by you, and I already swallowed my pride about everything. Now it’s time for you to wake up to reality old man. Step into the modern world were simple things don’t work.
Why is everyone trippin’ about it already? Everyone’s all asking, “Who’re you going to WB with?” “Who do you have in mind to go to JP with?” I’m all like, the closest one is 3 months away. C’mon now. You could meet a lot of new people in those 3 months. Especially to those that are already dieting for JP/SB, it’s not bad to start early, but I honestly don’t think it’s necessary lol. Some girls are already looking for dresses and what not, I’m kinda just like, “Ok, I’ll keep eating my french fries.”
so joseph and i decided to actually try and do work today. we both were silent and doing work for a good twenty minutes and then we died LOL. we decided to take a nap at 4:50 and wake up at 5:20, but then I got a call from Shirley at 5:10…then we went back to sleep after that, then the alarm at 5:20 woke us up -_- and then we decided to sleep more, but then my parents called my house phone at 5:30…then we tried to sleep more, and freaking loser pham kept taking my body pillow and sleeping with it, leaving me with no pillow. then he started punching me in the face. what a lovehate relationship -_-
So I definitely answered a question in your ask box thinking it was my tumblr, then I clicked home and was like oh shit -_- the question was "what do you think about acne and moles on a guy's face" solllyyyy
He makes me get in a car with a guy that I don’t even know that well. Sure, I know this guy, but it doesn’t mean I trust him or know him well enough to pick me up from my house. He trusts people way too easily and there’s so many things that could happen but he wouldn’t know. He doesn’t seem to realize that I’m not comfortable with people he knows, but that doesn’t seem to matter. I’m in the car with a stranger (to me). Not that I’m really worry about this guy because he’s a wimp but this isn’t the first time that I’ve been in a car with a random guy my dad knows.
He always freaks out about my safety, but he doesn’t realize how unsafe this is. Freaking idiot.
Random rant - the title “babe”
This has been on my mind for a while actually.
Babe, in my perspective if you’re going to call someone babe or baby or anything of that sort you should be careful because to me this title cones with commitment and security, its like using the word love, it needs to be used wih caution. But even if you’re not in a serious relationship yet, I feel that it’s a commitment to be exclusive and that it’s a title only given to one person at a time. And if that’s not how you feel then think about how the other person may feel. They probably think that you have a good thing going and its a sign that they want to be together and then they hear you calling someone else that? It make them feel so stupid for thinking that way or that they were stabbed in the back. So don’t go around calling more than one person babe if you’re taken because it maybe giving someone false hope or even worse it might be misunderstood as cheating.
Like a text message or someone’s status. Everything was going fine until you accidentally came across something you didn’t want to read. Or found out something you were better off not knowing. It’s almost as if it was posted just to purposely hurt you. But you constantly read it over and over again to torture yourself. It sucks how one little thing can ruin your whole day.