Monday, 28 September 2009
07:49:15 PM (GMT)
I SAID THE F AND THE S WORD.
if you have problems with that, then i suggest you kindly shut the front door.
so anyway, about the bus thing.
i was on the bus this morning and these damn little kids are just
standing right by the entrance like its nobody's business.
so of course, everyone is getting upset and a little savage because the bus was
packed for the morning rush hour.
i mean, they were about 12 or 13, and they're all in their little group, holding
their nintendo DSs, and not giving a damn about the traffic jam behind them.
i was about to kick one of them, but thats considered child abuse in some places,
except here, but i just wasn't in the mood to kick anyone, because I had
already stopped at my favorite coffeeshop and they had none of my favorite thing
left, so i was already peeved about that, not to mention that when I was taking my
school uniform out of the laundry, one of the buttons on my skirt just fell off and
planted itself somewhere under the dryer, out of my reach, so I was already running
late because I had to move the dryer, find the button and sew it half-fast back onto
the garment and then brush my teeth.
POINT BEING, I think the busdriver should have permission to kick 12 year olds in the
face when they are jamming the entrance.
on another note, i really cant stand FAKE DRUNKS.
you know them. yeah, if you are old enough, or by choice you say you are, to drink,
then you know what im saying.
FAKE DRUNKS are those friends you wonder why you're friends with.
FAKE DRUNKS are those friends you have who put a shot of wodka in their
glasses of orange juice and then lie on the floor screaming I AM SO GONE. SO GONE.
I AM DONE FOR THE NIGHT, YOU GUYS, I AM SO DRUNK.
I find it quite pathetic somewhat because the next day they attend school, or not,
depending on how dramatic they are, and tell everyone their crazy drunken night story
THAT THEY CAN SOMEHOW REMEMBER EVERY DETAIL TO.