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Celebrity Swag Makes Me Want To Blow Chunks

I watched Vh1 yesterday night. I truly wanted to vomit. I should know better by now. I watched an episode of "The Fabulous Life of..." This particular episode was about Celebrity Swag. For those of you who don't know, let me fill you in on what the hell "swag" is. Swag is a term used to describe all of the freebies that celebrities manage to get their grubby fingers on for, well, just being themselves. A major portion of the show was about giftbags like the "loser bags" given out to the nominess of award shows who fail to take home a trophy. Some of these giftbags can be a whopping $38,000 worth. OMFG!!!

I would like to know

SNOOPERS ARE POOPERS
So if someone says that they're over another person and that their life doesnt "involve or revolve" around this other person then WHY DO THEY KEEP SNOOPING IN THEIR BUSINESS? WHY THE HELL ARE THEY STILL TALKING ABOUT THEM? WHY THE HELL ARE THEY STILL SAYING A BUNCH OF BULLSHIT?!!! ANSWER ME THAT!

RECYCLABLE NICS
I find it strange that some ppl give new friends nicnames that are extremely similar to those belonging to someone they hate. Is it so that the ppl who originally had the nics think that they are talking about them? or is the person just OCD?

BUTTHEAD
Why is it that when someone butts into my business its "ok" but when I'm asked to be involved in something thats their business I'm supposed to buttout? That when a friend that is part of a fueding couple asks me to step in I get called a "shit faced crap bastard" vaginal infestation but when they are NOT even asked to get involved in my fueding couple business its ok cuz its their "friend" thats involved too? FUCKING ANSWER ME THAT! Oh yeah and I'm told that I "NEVER DESERVED HIM" by this person even tho this person is the ONE WHO WOULDNT GET OFF MY FUCKING BACK TO GO OUT W/ HIM IN THE FIRST PLACE!

hypocrites.

for a start, damn you americans. thats a hell of a generalisation, but too many of y'all have been pissing me off lately... for a country settled by people fleeing religeous persecution, you would think that there would be a bit more tolerance. iv even tried to be nice. so many ppl have sent to me; merry christmas, and iv replied, thanks all the same, but im an athiest, and 9 times out of ten iv gotten as a reply to that, some stale ass little insult and a spot on an ignore list. shows how many fucking 13 year old kids on computers in their mothers basements there are in your hypocritical country. i could say grow the fuck up to anyone, and feel sure that they needed it said to them.

Hidden

It crawls up towards you,
Engulfing like a swarm of bees.
It slinks through the darkness
Creeping...
Lurking...
Sneaking...
It seeps into your vision behind closed eyes,
The feelings of sadness, guilt, and rage.
It ties itself into knots in your stomach.
It is black like a bottomless pit...
Never-ending...
Never ceasing to exist...
Forever darkness...
The taste in your mouth is like battery acid,
Metallic on your taste buds,
Numbing your throat,
Hitting your stomach like a tidal wave of disgust.
It sneaks in through your ears
Filling your mind with the feeling of hate.
You become a prisoner to your own personal evil.

One Shot At A Time

What am I supposed to be?
Where is my life going to take me?
I feel like I am being swallowed,
Sinking deeper and deeper
Down the throat of life.
The sun goes black as I look up.
Darkness sets in.
Tears fall.
I am drowning in a sea of my own self pity.
Waves pound me down to the reefs
That lie beneath these murky waters.
I gasp for air.
Hey!
You there!
Are you just going to turn away?
Are you just going to walk on by?
Mama, can you here me?
Daddy, are you listening?
I want to be the center of attention.
Nobody listens.
Nobody cares.
Why am I alone?
Fate strangles me,
Squeezing out my life.

another year wasted. literaly...

well well well... seems i havent really made any non-halfassed blog posts, so ill get straight to whats been bothering me. failed this year at school. failed miserably. due to a resonably fsxx0r'd set of circumstances, kicked out of one school and thereby wasted my first semester, made the mistake of letting someone else apply me for the subjects i wanted, so i ended up in half of a couple of full-year courses i couldent possibly pass, an art class i wasnt getting marked for, and god knows what happened to maths. well, probably not. feh. rather mundane for a pressing issue, aye? well. thats what you get for reading a fucking BLOG.

Things I forgot to mention?

OK well I totally forgot to tell you that after the break up, Twat put up half naked pics of Llama. Yup how sweet of her. And after she broke peace w/ me again she told her friend who is also friends w/ Llama that she LIKES fighting w/ me bcuz she knows what to say to make me angry. HOW FUCKING VENGEFUL CAN A PERSON BE?!! She's taking it way beyond psychotic. This is all a big game to her and she enjoys the drama. She really does, she eats it all up. So I wrote a poem...

Hate

Why do you make me hate you?

Does your bitter heart feed off of my anger?

You are the stab in every back

Haha I knew It wasnt going to last...

The peace that I had set has been broken and again it was not by me. I'm going thru some shit w/ my bf but we talk and we can work it out. Twat however thinks otherwise and decided that she just had to stick her giant nose into it.

so she left me this lovely message and i replied and so on and so on...

Okies so i know ur gunna get allpist off reading what i have to say but i dont really care.

I know what this is all about and seriously u said u were over him monthes ago. You really cant do this to sean. After all the times you freaked out on me cuz I "treated amanda like shit" Seriously. Wtf girl.. ur just being dumb. He does fucking everything for you.. ur never gunna find ne one better then him.. or ne one who will ever love you more then he does. Keep that in mind while ur breaking his heart.

My Ideal Woman

It is at the behest of an inquiring acquaintance that I outline those characteristics which I would expect to find in an ideal woman.

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Firstly: Surprising as it may be to many people - my ideal woman would, indeed, possess many traits which are lauded by feminists...most importantly:

Strength of Character.
I do not want a weak woman (neither mind, nor body).
I do not need to seem strong by comparison.

However, there is on glaring difference between my ideal woman and the feminist ideal.

since last time...

So I left a few blogs b4 the weekend. I didnt think Llama was gonna come bcuz she said she wasn't but then last minute she's like I'm breaking up w/ Twat n i need to get away. We had an awesome time and the weekend went pretty well. We got back and everything changed. Llama started crying cuz she went to Twat's page and red her blogs and saw her pic of her crying, nice... So I made amends w/ Twat so that I could explane the situation to her...why Llama didnt say goodbye, why she couldnt talk to her right now. She needs time to heal as well. Then I dragged Llama out and when we went to pick her up she was happy.

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