||[Apr. 18th, 2008|12:54 pm]
I hate this semester and what it has done to me.|
I hate the fact that i have ovarian problems, just because...i mean what the hell? There might be cists all over my lady parts? Why? Why do this to an athiest feminist who already feels women get the short end of the stick in life? Is this punishment from god for not believing in him? That just makes me hate men more. Ugh....ovaries. It's such a lame answer to what has been causing me pain every few weeks for four days straight. I was hoping it would be something cool that i could brag about, like gang members stab me while im sleeping, or something like that. OVARIES.
i love my new house, i love my new neighborhood, i love my new(ish) boyfriend (i just didnt want to break the cycle). I hate Barbara and I hope she chokes on a fat dick and dies doing the only think she knows how to do: giving bad head. I imagine she cant be that good at it. I really want to point out the fact that her ass has gotten fatter since taking this job and her eyes are Paris Hilton sorts of wonky. Or I just want to shoot her in the face. Either way, HATE.
Waleed turns 22 this sunday and i have no money but im still buying him beer and stuff at the game which means i will be beyond poor. Damn $7 beers!