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Another Reason Why I Should Not Play Pokemon;

2010-08-29T16:11:00.000-07:00

I have issues.

my blog is bigger than yours.

2010-08-28T12:01:00.000-07:00

I hate a lot of things, which is not necessarily limited to the following:

-Whiny bitches
-Stupid people
-Ignorant people
-Ugly people
-Anyone who uses the phrase "happens to be"
-Camwhores
-Sunflowers
-The South
-The majority of American youth
-People who say "ur"
-People who do not have the ABILITY to use proper punctuation, grammar, and spelling
-Kids who say they play the guitar, but suck
-People who lack common sense
-People who do not realize that failing a United States Driver's Permit test means you have no reason to get a license, as permit tests are nothing but common sense
-Most people under the age of 18
-Boring people
-People who never have anything interesting to talk about
-Dense people who require the same thing to be explained to them multiple times and STILL don't understand it
-Ungrateful people
-People who pretend to be completely different people depending on their company

And that is just a start.

HEY NOW, I'M NOT ALL NEGATIVITY. Here's a list of things I enjoy rather immensely:

    -Telling people I want to date her mother
    -When people rant about racially-based things, such as cab drivers in New York City
    -Gratuitous sex
    -Violence in excess of what has come to be known as excessive
    -Drug abuse
    -Alcohol dependency
    -Music, the guitar and the piano
    -Shotgunning beers
    -Being so manly it hurts
    -Penile references in everyday conversation
    -People who support abortion up to the age of 25
    -Drop-kicking babies
    -Hurting old people

    Profile information (what you can look forward to)

    -Periodical rants (whatever may be irritating me in the world)
    -ME.
    -Interaction with the aforementioned.
    -And whatever else I have the time to add.

    Due to a 'busy' schedule progress may be slow. But most likely not.

first ngrs.

2010-08-28T11:47:00.000-07:00

I can count my twos and tie my shoes. I've been told I'm gifted, but I hardly think so. I'm an opinionated son of a bitch, and this has gotten me into trouble on more than one occasion. I hate telling people how I feel. I care what most people think, I just don’t care if it's good or bad. I want to appreciate the simple things in life but my brain hasn’t decided to let me do that yet. Love me forever and ever and I'll love you 'till next Tuesday. “awe you’re so cute” revolts me, I'm not cute; I'll bite you. I have the attention span of a rock. I say 'wat' and 'lol' in everyday conversation. If for a minute I think that I'm starting to like someone, I immediately deny it until the subject is dropped. I'm amused by other people failing at things I've succeeded at. I'm hard headed, I hate to be wrong. I never make much sense when I speak unless I'm pissed off or happy; but for about 35% of my day I'm just apathetic. If I weren't usually distracted, I would be annoyed, frustrated, irritated, what have you. Thank god for my attention span. I don't get to know people. when I find myself becoming attached I, well, leave. I can never tell when people like me; I'm completely ignorant to subtle hints. I'm sure you're discouraged by now. However, if you were to sit me down, look me dead in the eye and tell me that you like me, I would be completely shocked, and depending on who you were, either lol or hold your hand. Congratulations. I'm pretty sure that the majority of people that I have to deal with who don't like me, don't know me. Then again, only a handful of people get to know me, so I don’t know. All I need is the rush of the open road and freedom and I'm good to go.

-admin