What the hell? What the fuck? What is going on?
This is everything i worked for, this is all i've ever wanted...and now that it's actually within my reach...I DON'T WANT IT ANYMORE.
I never thought getting what i wanted meant losing the passion. and losing friends.
Can we just go back to the days where the only thing that mattered was to have fun.
whatever happened to having fun.
whatever happened to being young & restless.
whatever happened to being friends forever.
whatever happened, i do not like it.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
enough with the questions
Here is a list (god knows i love lists) of questions I am SICK of being asked.
1. Do I have a boyfriend?
NO. NO I DONT. Do I look like I do? My question is: when would i see the damn guy? Between 2 and 4 in the morning maybe? And would the boyfriend handle all my horse riding week ends in the country? NO. No boyfriend. Not now. Please, please, PUH-LEASE stop asking.
2. Where is Allison?
Why don't you fucking ask her yourself. I don't know where she is, I dont know what's going on with her, with her life, if she has a boyfriend and how she is doing in school.I do not know if she will come back, or if she still rides, I do not know what she plans to do with her life. What the fuck am I, her spokesperson? I don't know, okay?
3. What do I want to do when I grow up?
It's not like I have a life plan, you know, a tall husband, a mini van, 3 kids (2 girls, 1 boy) and a brown puppy. Je le sais pas. I'm like a 5 year old kid, I go from wanting to be a teacher to a CSI to a movie star. I don't know what I want to do, I don't want your opinion on what I should do, I will figure it out myself, thank you very much.
4. Am I going to buy Harvey?
I have 33$ in my bank account, so clearly I am not going to buy myself a horse. Are my parents going to? I doubt it. Is it worth it? I doubt it. Am I a little sick of the endless horseback riding gossip and bullshit? Definitely.
5. Don't you find it boring alone in the country?
Seriously. SE-RI-OUS-LY? No, I really enjoy eating kraft dinner every night, watching 6 hours straight of Grey's Anatomy and having conversations with myself. Clearly my idea of fun, voyons.
1. Do I have a boyfriend?
NO. NO I DONT. Do I look like I do? My question is: when would i see the damn guy? Between 2 and 4 in the morning maybe? And would the boyfriend handle all my horse riding week ends in the country? NO. No boyfriend. Not now. Please, please, PUH-LEASE stop asking.
2. Where is Allison?
Why don't you fucking ask her yourself. I don't know where she is, I dont know what's going on with her, with her life, if she has a boyfriend and how she is doing in school.I do not know if she will come back, or if she still rides, I do not know what she plans to do with her life. What the fuck am I, her spokesperson? I don't know, okay?
3. What do I want to do when I grow up?
It's not like I have a life plan, you know, a tall husband, a mini van, 3 kids (2 girls, 1 boy) and a brown puppy. Je le sais pas. I'm like a 5 year old kid, I go from wanting to be a teacher to a CSI to a movie star. I don't know what I want to do, I don't want your opinion on what I should do, I will figure it out myself, thank you very much.
4. Am I going to buy Harvey?
I have 33$ in my bank account, so clearly I am not going to buy myself a horse. Are my parents going to? I doubt it. Is it worth it? I doubt it. Am I a little sick of the endless horseback riding gossip and bullshit? Definitely.
5. Don't you find it boring alone in the country?
Seriously. SE-RI-OUS-LY? No, I really enjoy eating kraft dinner every night, watching 6 hours straight of Grey's Anatomy and having conversations with myself. Clearly my idea of fun, voyons.
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