i'm not your manic pixie dream girl

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

I think I love you more than the Japanese love tentacle porn.

My new favorite song is Ulysses by Franz Ferdinand. Such great lyrics.
My new keyboarding teacher looks like a stoner. My schizophrenic uncle pays more attention to his appearance than he does.
Additionally, he's teaching us that the three types of computers are supercomputers, mainframes, and PCs. Maybe in 1978.
I have a new online math teacher because my old one never responded to messages... or emails... or calls... I think I may have accidentally gotten him fired. OOPS. That's what you get for not doing your fucking job, asshole.
What to do about a former friend who still thinks that you're close? Question of the ages. Today she said my best friend's parents probably think she's a lesbian because she's never had a boyfriend.
There are approximately nine levels of bitchiness in that statement. What the fuck would motivate someone to say something like that about someone they call a friend? And to their face? What the fuck?
I feel like an asshole, though, because this friend used to cut herself and she had so many problems. But on the other hand, I tried SO hard to help her and she just wouldn't. This was last year. So, after a year, I decided to stop making myself miserable and just not pay attention to her shit.
FUCK.
That's not the whole story but I don't want this to become a rant.
Today was an okay day. I had an orthodontist appointment. The rubber bands are noticeably asymmetrical. As in, only on one side of my mouth. Goddammit.
Then, I took a math quarterly assessment. I think I fucked up. For reference, when I say fuck up, I mean I did worse than I could have. I have a tendency for hyperbole.
It's sort of fucked up, though, because I'm not actually taking the standard math for the grade I'm in. I'm a year or two ahead. So I have to take the assessment for the math I took last year, which means I have no goddamn idea what the fuck I'm doing half the time. Fortunately, most of the questions were pretty much, 'What is the square root of 58?'
And we could use calculators.
I recently noticed that people have a really annoying tendency to change their opinion in order to agree with me. For example, talking about Ender's Game.
Someone: God, I totally hated Ender's Game.
Me: I actually didn't think it was so bad.
Someone: I mean, it wasn't like, that bad. It was okay.
This causes me to wonder if girls do this with me specifically, or people in general. I'm not sure, they're equally likely.
My goddamn acne face cream medication stuff got on my favorite fucking shirt and bleached it. How the fuck does that happen?
Piece of shit.
And now to politics!
Glenn Beck makes valid points about how full of shit Donald Trump is. I agreed with him. What a crazy world we live in today.
I notice that when I type, I always use the caps lock key instead of the shift key. I tried to change but for some reason I learned to type this way and I've been doing it for several years and I figure there's really no point in changing now.
I really like how the word fuck is recognized by the spell checker, but favorite and math aren't.

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