I'm cranky and PMSy. I feel like bitching about everything that's been pissing me off for the last week, but I'm not going to. I don't have the time to do all of that. Augh.
However, I am...
- sick of being treated like I'm 5 fucking years old.
- sick of having to pretend nothing's wrong.
- sick of not being allowed to express my opinion for fear of losing friends.
- sick of not being able to yell and scream at people.
- sick of not being able to yell and scream in general.
- sick of everything I say being taken the wrong way.
- sick of not having someone to talk to who won't be either:
--- a.) cutesy
--- b.) intentionally/unintentionally guilt-trip me.
--- c.) change the subject
- sick of having to pick and choose my words for fear or pissing people off.
- sick of having to watch the tone of my voice.
- sick of getting scolded for getting mad.
- sick of being the one who has to apologize.
- sick of stressing over stupid relationship-related crap
- sick of mosquitoes.
- sick of ________________________________.
The above is really to no one in particular. I just tend to pick out the worst in people when I'm PMSing. So eh. Take offense, don't take offense, I could care less right now.
In other news, I at one of the teachers' Three Chees Manicotti TV dinner at work today because, well, if the dumb bitches haven't taken it home after almost two weeks of school being out, then they don't really need it that badly. I did. I was hungry. So screw you, teachers.
I'm thinking about getting a printer with my check next week, after I pay off the cell phone. And then making an appointment to get my eyes checked and get NEW GLASSES by my next check. That's my goal for the summer. And I'm sure it's going to be horribly expensive, But I NEED new glasses, cause I've had these SAME EXACT FRAMES/LENSES since 7TH GRADE. 7th fucking grade. No wonder I look like a complete fuckwad. They're fucking huge and ugly and I hate them. And they've been bent at a weird angle for the last 5 years so they site crooked on my face. No wonder I think I'm hideous.
I shouldn't be talking about my personal appearance while I'm PMSing. Really. At least I've finally gotten comfortable with my body. Augh.
I'm also sick of people IMing me THE VERY INSTANT I LOG ONTO AIM. AUGH. Just give me a goddamn minute because you all know my computer is shit. Jeezus.
I've been having alot of dreams that take place at
nachitor's place or in Canada in general and that have
keeperofdreams,
nachitor,
sonofberkowitz and myself in them. Weird.
I want a vacation.
TJ took me out for Dairy Queen yesterday. I had a large chocolate chip cookie dough Blizzard. It was nummy.
I want it to be payday already.
I want my hair cut. Badly. Just to the middle of my back so I can actually wear it down and shit. And I need to get rid of the split ends. But TJ won't cut it for me. ;_;
Anyhow...

Did this yesterday at work. Her chest is too big and I copped out on the pants. But ah well. I think it's cute. And her tag actually reads 'Dom'. Not, like, 'mom' or something.

This doesn't mean you like a tongue shoved down your ear
But you're always into a bit of naughty nibbling and sucking
And some light blowing can do the trick for you as well
Not to mention a few well placed naughty whispers!
What's Your Secret Erogenous Zone?
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Eh, sounds about right.
*eyes* Does makin' it with your own character count as masturbation? o_O
However, I am...
- sick of being treated like I'm 5 fucking years old.
- sick of having to pretend nothing's wrong.
- sick of not being allowed to express my opinion for fear of losing friends.
- sick of not being able to yell and scream at people.
- sick of not being able to yell and scream in general.
- sick of everything I say being taken the wrong way.
- sick of not having someone to talk to who won't be either:
--- a.) cutesy
--- b.) intentionally/unintentionally guilt-trip me.
--- c.) change the subject
- sick of having to pick and choose my words for fear or pissing people off.
- sick of having to watch the tone of my voice.
- sick of getting scolded for getting mad.
- sick of being the one who has to apologize.
- sick of stressing over stupid relationship-related crap
- sick of mosquitoes.
- sick of ________________________________.
The above is really to no one in particular. I just tend to pick out the worst in people when I'm PMSing. So eh. Take offense, don't take offense, I could care less right now.
In other news, I at one of the teachers' Three Chees Manicotti TV dinner at work today because, well, if the dumb bitches haven't taken it home after almost two weeks of school being out, then they don't really need it that badly. I did. I was hungry. So screw you, teachers.
I'm thinking about getting a printer with my check next week, after I pay off the cell phone. And then making an appointment to get my eyes checked and get NEW GLASSES by my next check. That's my goal for the summer. And I'm sure it's going to be horribly expensive, But I NEED new glasses, cause I've had these SAME EXACT FRAMES/LENSES since 7TH GRADE. 7th fucking grade. No wonder I look like a complete fuckwad. They're fucking huge and ugly and I hate them. And they've been bent at a weird angle for the last 5 years so they site crooked on my face. No wonder I think I'm hideous.
I shouldn't be talking about my personal appearance while I'm PMSing. Really. At least I've finally gotten comfortable with my body. Augh.
I'm also sick of people IMing me THE VERY INSTANT I LOG ONTO AIM. AUGH. Just give me a goddamn minute because you all know my computer is shit. Jeezus.
I've been having alot of dreams that take place at
I want a vacation.
TJ took me out for Dairy Queen yesterday. I had a large chocolate chip cookie dough Blizzard. It was nummy.
I want it to be payday already.
I want my hair cut. Badly. Just to the middle of my back so I can actually wear it down and shit. And I need to get rid of the split ends. But TJ won't cut it for me. ;_;
Anyhow...

Did this yesterday at work. Her chest is too big and I copped out on the pants. But ah well. I think it's cute. And her tag actually reads 'Dom'. Not, like, 'mom' or something.

Your Erogenous Zone Is Your Ear
This doesn't mean you like a tongue shoved down your ear
But you're always into a bit of naughty nibbling and sucking
And some light blowing can do the trick for you as well
Not to mention a few well placed naughty whispers!
What's Your Secret Erogenous Zone?
More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva
Eh, sounds about right.
What kind of disease are you? Ally: | ||
Ally is caused by alien mind control rays. | Ally complex makes you think you're important. You aren't. The only cure for Ally is to kill a chicken and wear its skin on your head. | |
*eyes* Does makin' it with your own character count as masturbation? o_O

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Date: 2004-06-16 01:20 pm (UTC)It's more the fact that it's hot girl-on-fictional-character action.
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Date: 2004-06-16 01:24 pm (UTC)Maybe I should start drawing me/my characters. I wonder if that would sell any better than just pinups... Hmmm...
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Date: 2004-06-16 01:33 pm (UTC)I mean, I could, but what would I get out of this deal? Hmmm?
Man, everyone wants Ally/TJ action...
Ally/TJ Action
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