Helen says she is fat. That is why I think I am fat too. Because I am bigger than she is. She says she is fat and has no boobies. Damn her.
And work is boring.
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DB's profile on AIM:
Friend: bring it on
Friend: bitch
Friend: i practice badminton at almansor park
Friend: HA
hahahahhah, when fobs turn into 'jocks' ;D
^ That comment cracks me up. Heehee.
People have scars. In all sorts of unexpected places. Like secret roadmaps of their personal histories. Diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving nothing behind but a scar. But some of them don't. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere and though the cut's long gone, the pain still lingers. - Grey's Anatomy (Because I'm not eloquent enough to say something like that.)
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Thursday, July 14, 2005
The SECURITY GUARD is a F*CKIN ASS(_O_).
(reminds me of Kelly...not that she's a butthole, but the picture reminds me of her.)
There is a nicer way of saying something. You don't have be a dick about it.
Why do I look so surprised? Cause the frickin' plate says "Staff" and I am staff. It does not say "CHURCH staff." If it said that, I wouldn't have parked there.
If he had just told me nicely that the plates designate parking spots for CHURCH staff, I would be more than happy to oblige. No problem. Being sarcastic and what you call a dick is what pissed me off.
You know how in the movies, they show like a person pushing someone over the bridge and then they snap back into reality. The person is still alive. Well, in the my head, I ran the security guard over with my car.
That was nice. Very nice.
Thought:
He's told me not to park there, where there was a sign that said "Staff". Kirsten parked further down where there is no sign at all. He told her she can't park there either. Kirsten moves her car and Helen ends up parking in the exact same spot. As of now, he hasn't said anything to her. Hmmm...
We are being punished by wearing our loose-fitting uniforms. Helen of Troy, in her form-fitting clothes, gets to park whereeeeeeever she wants. Yes, Honeydew, you are a slut. =D The security guard thinks you are hot. (I should tell Robbie this, so he can beat him up for me. Why yess...that is a good plan. >:) Stop reading this as I type. Hurry up and make brownies, so we can go to the bank.
Slut.
(reminds me of Kelly...not that she's a butthole, but the picture reminds me of her.)
There is a nicer way of saying something. You don't have be a dick about it.
Why do I look so surprised? Cause the frickin' plate says "Staff" and I am staff. It does not say "CHURCH staff." If it said that, I wouldn't have parked there.
If he had just told me nicely that the plates designate parking spots for CHURCH staff, I would be more than happy to oblige. No problem. Being sarcastic and what you call a dick is what pissed me off.
You know how in the movies, they show like a person pushing someone over the bridge and then they snap back into reality. The person is still alive. Well, in the my head, I ran the security guard over with my car.
That was nice. Very nice.
Thought:
He's told me not to park there, where there was a sign that said "Staff". Kirsten parked further down where there is no sign at all. He told her she can't park there either. Kirsten moves her car and Helen ends up parking in the exact same spot. As of now, he hasn't said anything to her. Hmmm...
We are being punished by wearing our loose-fitting uniforms. Helen of Troy, in her form-fitting clothes, gets to park whereeeeeeever she wants. Yes, Honeydew, you are a slut. =D The security guard thinks you are hot. (I should tell Robbie this, so he can beat him up for me. Why yess...that is a good plan. >:) Stop reading this as I type. Hurry up and make brownies, so we can go to the bank.
Slut.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Things have been settled, which I am extremely happy of. It's like this huge rock has been lifted from my shoulders. =D
Something else to celebrate...my Uncle lent me his stick-shift car to drive around, since he's not using it. I drove all the way to work and back without stalling. Woot Woot. Yes. And that has been my life so far.
Maybe I can write about the weekend...
Charity's graduation part out in Claremont. We played badminton (THE coolest sport ever) and volleyball. I rode on the kids' swing. Did not break it. Woot Woot. Something else to add to the celebration list. Border's Montebello is just Walden's, but red. Ichiban was fun though.
Okay. Time to go out into the heat and pick up Shelby. Damn.
The L0S3R says it's pretty cool out in Irvine. Damn.
I'm outtie, like a bellybutton.
Something else to celebrate...my Uncle lent me his stick-shift car to drive around, since he's not using it. I drove all the way to work and back without stalling. Woot Woot. Yes. And that has been my life so far.
Maybe I can write about the weekend...
Charity's graduation part out in Claremont. We played badminton (THE coolest sport ever) and volleyball. I rode on the kids' swing. Did not break it. Woot Woot. Something else to add to the celebration list. Border's Montebello is just Walden's, but red. Ichiban was fun though.
Okay. Time to go out into the heat and pick up Shelby. Damn.
The L0S3R says it's pretty cool out in Irvine. Damn.
I'm outtie, like a bellybutton.