so... now that it is over... i shall do laundry, blog and listen to D12. but only because i know it'll piss kia off.
i am just so good at pissing people off and disappointing them. like... i RULE at it.
should we make a list of the people just from the last 2 days that i have had issues with? and by issues i mean had something to do with them either yelling, guilt tripping, crying, snapping or ragging on me. i know you are shaking your head no, but this is my rant and i want to call everyone out.
don.
brian.
that guy i told off at the bar. he deserved it, though.
my mom.
my grandmother.
shi chang.
my cat.
ken.
mike.
dorothy.
and really... why stop there? these are only the confirmed ones. i'm sure that the following people i interacted with this weekend have issues with me too but either were too nice to bring it up or they just haven't gotten to me yet.
nab.
my dad.
joey.
robin.
david.
lori.
mike.
i have decided that in the realization of how fucking inconsiderate i am to all of these people (and many, many, many! more)... i should just stop talking to everyone. this way. i won't be able to disappoint or piss off anyone else and then i won't have to deal with this.
yes. excellent plan.
You ask me how I stay the same
After I’d seen everything
Could be the company I keep
You say I’ve got something you need
But what I have I just can’t sell ya
Cause my experience runs deep
You wanna be a brave man
But you just can’t face your fear
You only know what you can do
You think the world owes you a debt
And they should hand you your success
But you won’t find it on tv
You cry about the luck you’ve had
You wear your bruises like a badge
You won’t heal until you’re willing
So now you think you need my help
But you’re just to scared to ask
We’ll I’ve been scared before my friend
Get way from me
Just get away from me
Just get away from me
Cause I might tell you something
washer's done. i'm wayne brady, bitch.
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