The following entry may contain foul language that may be offensive to some readers. Viewer discretion is advised. It contains frequent coarse language, sexual references and rant from a pissed off, male-hating (at the present moment) bitch. Every girl who's 'too nice' is entitled to her moments; and this one's mine.
Relationship Rule #1
Thou shall not compare me to her.
For the first time since pre-school, fighting over the slide, it's about ME, ME, ME!
You're with us now. Your relationship with us is NOT a game of spot-the-difference. We don't care who was prettier, smarter or funnier. We want to know that there's certain feelings you have for only one person in the world, that being me.
Thanks for treating me like an individual.
Relationship Rule #2
Thou shall not bullshit.
Keep it to yourself, we prefer you look constipated than feed us with your crap.
Your attraction to us is not a seal of approval, nor a sign from God, that you've actually moved on. So until you have, save that distasteful "I Love You" for when it's truly relevant. Say it because you mean it, not because you're trying to convince yourself that you do. You'll save both of us a lot of unnecessary trouble, two confused people in the world is two confused people too many. So in a way, you're doing humanity a favour. You deserve a medal.
Thanks for not playing me like a fool.
Goodbye - Alicia Keys
How do you love someone
That hurts you oh so bad
With intentions good
Was all he ever had...
What went wrong with something once so good
How do you find the words to say
To say goodbye...
When your heart don't have the heart to say
To say goodbye...
I know now I was naive
Never knew where this would lead
And I'm not trying to take away
From the good man that he is...
Was it something wrong that we did?
Because others infiltrated?
What went wrong with something once so good...
Is this the end, are you sure
How should you know when you've never been here before
It's so hard to just let go...
I got my Learner's Lisence on Saturday. The road is no longer a safe place; sorry folks. On the way to the Motor Registry my mum was getting agitated by this L-plate driver in front of us. Didn't she realise that that would be me one day? I want to learn manual but I'm not so keen on paying for the lessons. For starters, my family doesn't even own a manual car. On the way home, mum ran a red light. There goes my last resort, learning from her may not be the safest idea. I love her.
Later was Benjo's 16th birthday dinner. Present was Chiz, Alvie, Gelli, AJ, Danica, Sancho, Denielle, Elias, Ivan, Aileen, Gil and I. It was evident that Pancakes weren't the only thing On The Rocks that night. It appeared to be a trend among the girls that night. You dick waggers really need to get your act together, or else we're going lesbian.
"It's hard to find a man who can live up to any of my woman friends" - Jeniffer Aniston
Luckily, the orgasmic tasting food distracted us for a good hour. Cheers to those lip-smack-tastic barbeque ribs. I recommend it to everyone. If you're anything like Chiz you'll be glad it comes with salad and wedges.
There's nothing like a night on the harbourside. The amazing view, the breathtaking atmosphere and incredible friends to match.
On Sunday, Chester's little sister Rheannon walked into a wall, and was fine. It was the cutest thing in the world. She likes to take me away from my boyfriend, hold my hand and show me her toys. It was the cutest thing in the world. When Chester was younger he cut the hair off his stuffed lion because he thought it was growing. Now I know where Rheannon gets her cuteness from.
I feel better now. Hey isn't that like the slogan to some television ad? I can't quite put my finger on it. But really, I do.
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