I need new jeans.

Feb 15, 2006 15:43

5 things I want to say to 5 different people. Which turns out to be like, 25 things in all, but that’s not what I mean. I meant one thing to one person. Or something. ANYWAY! This is an exercise in catharsis since I am bitter and angry most of the time, and maybe this will fix that.
If you are reading this then you can rest assured that the following rants are not about you. NO ONE GET PARANOID SERIOUSLY )

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swniaotnanm February 16 2006, 00:10:28 UTC
Oh come on, I only have like 3 shirts from Victoria's Secret.

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crazyfresh February 16 2006, 16:31:44 UTC
Dude, you have like 15 shirts from VS. Don't lie.

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tigerbuckridge February 16 2006, 07:05:53 UTC
Ooh, Ooh! Is one of those things where we're supposed to guess who it's about, and then you cross it off the list?

Seriously, I and my four other personalities are totally pissed off now.

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crazyfresh February 16 2006, 16:32:44 UTC
Well, like three of them are people I complain about regularly and two of them are people you don't know.

So you could probably figure them out. Especially if I said that the person I want to beat up is the person who TOOK MY FREAKING SHOT GLASSES OMG.

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tigerbuckridge February 16 2006, 18:42:11 UTC
Yeah, I pretty much knew who the first two were. And by the way, if you ever start reading Manga, I'll have to stop talking to you.

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auntyk February 16 2006, 11:02:09 UTC
ok, this may seem odd (or maybe not) but the first half (maybe all) of no.1 sounds like Highschool willow ranting about highschool cordelia

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crazyfresh February 16 2006, 16:38:42 UTC
Hee, it kind of is that kind of relationship except that the girl I'm ranting about is neither snarky or that self-assured. She's the kind of vain that requires thinking she's better than everyone morally (as opposed to saying it out loud to everyone), saying things like "I only will date Christians" and then turning around and dating my aethiest teacher while still a student.

Also, she ate all my espresso beans when I roomed with her and didn't replace them, and I don't think I ever got over that.

I had no idea you still read my journal! This is like, friends list from two years ago revisited. I neglect thee, oh friends list. I shan't forget again.

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