Thursday, March 26, 2009

Birthday Bitches



Here's the thing about birthdays......EVERYONE FREAKING HAS ONE. So MAYBE yours is not that big of a fucking deal? Just a thought. I hate the little bitches who think OMG (yes these are the same bitches who use these innane abbreviations) It's my birthday, everyone needs to take me out and buy me dinner and I'll be really pouty if I don't have an amazing time and everyone doesn't come. Ok fine - I like you as a friend - I'd like to keep you as a friend - so I'll go to your goddamn dinner. But you, like the rest of us are going to school on loans.....SO WHY THE FUCK DO YOU CHOOSE THE FANCIEST FUCKING RESTAURANT AROUND? The people sitting next to use are celebrating their 30th anniversary.............MAYBE the reason we are here should be similarly as important, not the fact that you turned 23...... And then the freaking 300 dollar check comes around and you're all like ooooh noooo you don't have to pay for me - but honestly we all know that's the reason you picked this fucking joint - so now we have to pay for you - and pay for your gift - and why the fuck am I spending more on your stupid birthday dinner than I spent for my boyfriend and mine's fancy 1 year anniversary dinner.....Oh and wait....that's right on my birthday all you did was get me a stupid fucking cake from the crappiest grocery store around. But you know what - THAT'S WHAT BIRTHDAY'S SHOULD BE. It should be you and your friends and gross fucking cake and hanging out and boom that's it. You don't need to wear heels and get all dolled up on a Fucking WEEK NIGHT. I'm bitter.

Fuck this - you were born - get over it

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Monday, March 23, 2009

Bridge Burners



Oh, you know who they are. They are those little shits of girls who are so fucking insecure that they need to constantly have a "BFF". They are that kid who are such good friends with Tiny Tim or Little Betsy Sue that everyone secretly thinks they are fucking. No....can't two girls just be like really really best friends?......no....no they can't. NO two girls like each other that much or for that amount of time if there isn't something else going on.....somebody is getting something. And then the next day rolls around and oooh...what....what is that.......Burner McBridgerstein is coming crawling back.....(oh yes she is Irish and Jewish)............oh what is that....your little friend isn't exciting anymore....the sex got dull? You need a change of scenery......well ya know what... YOU'RE A BITCH. That's right. A BITCH. I said it. Grow some fucking balls (or maybe tits for that matter) and stop obsessing over people. We've been in school for five fucking months and already you've gone through 7 little lemmings. At this rate you'll be done with our entire class in a year. Everyone sees it for what it is..................you needing to feel in power all the time. Well ya know what........stop it you are 23 and the rest of us see right through your shenanigans. Oh by the way......we all knew you two were having sex...........OH MAN I SAID IT.

Oh why hello


So I figured like any good blog I should start this out with a little bit about me. I can't tell you too much because I'm going to talk a lot of trash and I don't want any of those little bitches to find out. What you need to know:
1. I live in a city
2. I'm in graduate school
3. In my class there are 145 people, 140 of those are women - hence the anger
4. Shit pisses me off a lot
5. I'm going to live vicariously through this blog to say all the shit the boils up inside all day long.
6. You might think I'm an awful person, and I don't really give a shit because this is my stupid fucking equivalent of Beyonce's "I'm Sasha Fierce" or that shit that Garth Brooks tried to pull when he was like "no I'm not Garth Brooks I have this really cool rock star alter ego". No Garth Brooks - you are Garth Brooks and you play country....sorry that's where that ends.
7. No I am not PMSing (ok maybe I am a little) but I resent you thinking that
8. Welcome and please share - I'd LOVE to hear all the fucked up shit you had to silently deal with all day.