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Let me start off by saying fuck you.
This goes out to anyone who may be reading this. This especially goes out to the motherfuckers at the bursary who need to hurry up and send my damn check. Also to the motherfuckers hauling dirt off our property who need to pay the fuck up. At this point, I am fucking broke. El broke-o. You know? Poor. NO FUCKING MONEY. Didn't pay my phone bill, so that shit got cut off. I only used that shit to let people in the gate anyway. You know what I have to eat in my kitchen right now? Probably 8 tater tots & 7 french toast sticks. I got some dry cereal I can eat with no milk. I doubt I'll get my check from the bursary until maybe next tuesday. WTF am I going to eat until then? I have 1.64 in my checking acount. Yeah, I can get something off the dollar menu one day when I'm absolutely starving. I haven't eaten shit today. I called my mom to ask her about the dirt check because she's giving me some of it when they get it. Still haven't. I told her what I have to eat in my kitchen. You know what she told me? "I know how that is." This woman borrowed MY CREDIT CARD to pay bills and that's all she's gonna tell me? She's not gonna oh, say, offer me 20 fucking dollars so I can buy some groceries? Really? She hasn't even paid the shit off for me yet. So all the fuck it's doing is running up interest & fucking up MY CREDIT. She said "Maybe you can go eat dinner at Stephanie's." Yeah, I'm going to go over there for the next week and bum a fucking meal off of her. Sike, bitch. Sike.
You know, when a dude starts to like you.. you feel flattered at first. Like, that's cute. Eventually dude just starts getting annoying. This dude named Adam is infatuated. He will not leave me the fuck alone. He fucking memorized my schedule or either wrote it down. He texted me @ 2 to ask me if I was out of my lab yet. THEN he texted me @ 4:30 to ask me if I was out of class. Dude, leave me the fuck alone. I sign on facebook and dude fb chats me as soon as he or I gets on. If I sign off, he'll text me. Does a bitch need to change her number? Goddamn. Now he's on fb chat bugging me to tell him what the fuck is wrong with me. Here's what's wrong with me: YOU, BITCH.
You know, for now I think I'm done venting.
Everybody got problems. Nobody gives a damn about your problems.
True story.
This goes out to anyone who may be reading this. This especially goes out to the motherfuckers at the bursary who need to hurry up and send my damn check. Also to the motherfuckers hauling dirt off our property who need to pay the fuck up. At this point, I am fucking broke. El broke-o. You know? Poor. NO FUCKING MONEY. Didn't pay my phone bill, so that shit got cut off. I only used that shit to let people in the gate anyway. You know what I have to eat in my kitchen right now? Probably 8 tater tots & 7 french toast sticks. I got some dry cereal I can eat with no milk. I doubt I'll get my check from the bursary until maybe next tuesday. WTF am I going to eat until then? I have 1.64 in my checking acount. Yeah, I can get something off the dollar menu one day when I'm absolutely starving. I haven't eaten shit today. I called my mom to ask her about the dirt check because she's giving me some of it when they get it. Still haven't. I told her what I have to eat in my kitchen. You know what she told me? "I know how that is." This woman borrowed MY CREDIT CARD to pay bills and that's all she's gonna tell me? She's not gonna oh, say, offer me 20 fucking dollars so I can buy some groceries? Really? She hasn't even paid the shit off for me yet. So all the fuck it's doing is running up interest & fucking up MY CREDIT. She said "Maybe you can go eat dinner at Stephanie's." Yeah, I'm going to go over there for the next week and bum a fucking meal off of her. Sike, bitch. Sike.
You know, when a dude starts to like you.. you feel flattered at first. Like, that's cute. Eventually dude just starts getting annoying. This dude named Adam is infatuated. He will not leave me the fuck alone. He fucking memorized my schedule or either wrote it down. He texted me @ 2 to ask me if I was out of my lab yet. THEN he texted me @ 4:30 to ask me if I was out of class. Dude, leave me the fuck alone. I sign on facebook and dude fb chats me as soon as he or I gets on. If I sign off, he'll text me. Does a bitch need to change her number? Goddamn. Now he's on fb chat bugging me to tell him what the fuck is wrong with me. Here's what's wrong with me: YOU, BITCH.
You know, for now I think I'm done venting.
Everybody got problems. Nobody gives a damn about your problems.
True story.
posted by ASHLEY @ 5:18 PM
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