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I have officially decided that most females are stupid cunts. I swear to god. If you are trying to work something out with your boyfriend, then why the fuck are you going to start shit with his friends? I am so sick and tired of drama and bullshit. This bitch tonight wanted to accuse me, ME, of fucking her man. When all along I have been trying to talk to one of my exes and talk to the guy that I have been in love with since 8th grade. I don't understand females WHATSOEVER! They want to be your friend, then in the next sentence they want to say you fucked their man. That is why I have NEVER gotten along with females. It makes it worse now cos my EX best friend Brittney called me yesterday and wanted to talk like NOTHING was wrong. BITCH YOU CHOSE TO BELIEVE SOMEBODY THAT YOU HAVE KNOWN FOR A MONTH OVER SOMEONE YOU HAVE KNOWN FOR 7 YEARS!! How the fuck is that being someones friend? On the lighter note, I have figured out how to do tattoos! GO ME! Lol. I now have one on each ankle that I did myself, one on my hand, and one on my other wrist. Now I have to figure to how to fix the one that the douche bag messed up on. I kinda can, but it is on my left arm, and guess what, I am left handed. This sucks. |
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Have you ever wondered exactly what people say about you behind your back? Or if you could tell by the look on their face what they were said when I think that if I was ever a superhero, that would be my power. Seriously. That would be the shit. To look at someone and have an "honest" conversation, and actually know what they were thinking. You would just have to train yourself on not making comments before they speak, like if you were dating someone and they were going to ask you to get married or some shit and you just "YES" before they even ask you...that would be a little hard to cover up. But for real, I want to know what those stupid little bitches are saying about me up at the Parlor. I know they all talk shit, all because I am the owners daughter. I have suggestions and my dad listens. Everyone knows that. But I am dying to know what they say. Btw, one down, one to go! Bye Judy, now on to Denise... TEHEE!
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It seems to me that the online world has gotten better then living in actual reality. Many people, myself included, spend hours apon hours online and not really care what is going on in the world around them. The computer is my place to hide, just sit here behind my screen and no one know what is going on. Talking to someone who is sitting right next to you so other people in the room don't know what is being said. Sometimes I wonder if doing all this has somehow ruined me from talking to the world. I work in a pizza parlor, and although I have always said that I will talk to anyone weather or not I think they are hot, and weather or not I think so. But the more that I hide behind this Dell, the harder it is for me to think about being with someone. Sometimes I wonder if the people that I am around is what makes it hard for me to have a real relationship. The last few that I have had have went downhill as soon as I started hanging out with my friends. Although the last one I was in, I did like him, and everything was going good, but I decided that it was best for both of us to not be together. But on the other hand I sit here and think that I am never going to find the one person that I am meant to be with. What if I am 21, stuck working for my dad in his pizza parlor, living with him, not having my high school diploma and just being disappointed for the rest of my life. There are things that I want to do with my life, but life itself is what is stopping me from doing it.I have made mistakes in my life, and I understand that I have to deal with the consequences, but some days, i just feel like crawling under a rock and never coming out.
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Wow...so it has been about three years since I have been on this...my bad...to catch up on the least three years..hmm.Had a good run, glad its over and I am a new me. TaDa! Not really but ya know. Neways, I will try to be on more, cos if not, my sister MissGiter is going to cattle prod me I guess! Now if I can get the hang of this we will be good...
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Okie so I maybe really freakin dumb. Point Blank. I think that I am losing my mind just a little bit. I am still around people that love to hurt me. My ex, for one BIG example. I swear it, he loves to think that I am just going to hold on to him forever, no matter what. He stayed with me last Tuesday night and then didnt even call for almost a week, and acts like nothing is wrong but yet he wants to get back together. I think that that is just a little bit messed up. Then he got mad at me b/c I have no money left on my check this week. Well I missed two days of work, what does he expect? Yeah so thats the bad thing. But other than that, I have good news and fun news!! Yeay!! Go me lol. On Tuesday night, I had so much fun. My bestest friend Brittney, her boyfriend, and I all went and stayed in a hotel room and got drunk off our asses!!! It was the most fun that I have had in a really long time. Its sad though, I was drunk on Sat night, got drunk on Monday night, and was drunk on Tuesday night. Haha. I am turning back into an alcoholic. On Saturday I got drunk with my Uncle Chris, who is the leader of JWO Records, if you are reading this, you should check his myspace out, he has got a lot of good music, it is on my main page. But then I got drunk Monday night becsaue i was premixing our jello shots and drank some of the Malibu that went into them cos I was bored, and Malibu is the shit. So anyway, Brittney and I went to Spencers first, and I bought these three awsome Playboy shot glasses, they have the bunny on them and then they have a chick in a bunny outfit and say Playboy on the back. Then we went to Pricilla's cos we were bored and bought this drinking game called What the Fuck? The object of the game is one person asks all these questions, and the other player have to guess what the answer would be, whoever gets it wrong would have to take 1-3 drinks depending on the difficulty of the question. Then when her boyfriend got off work, we went to the hotel, and went swimming and sat in the hottub chillin out for a while, and then we got out and started drinking at like 5 or 5:30 and ordered a pizza, after Domino's tryed to jip our cheesy bread(just playing we really got it) we started palying this game. Brittney and I ended up pretty well trashed. Then we decided that we were going to go to the hot tub again, halfway drunk. Ok so more tahn halfway. So that was a pretty fun night. I think all in all, we had more than enough alcohol, b/c I still have some of it lol. We had a 5th of Malibu, a bottle of mudslide, 12 Smirnoff, 6 pack of beer, and 10 jello shots. Out of all of it, I had 3 Smirnoffs, 7 jello shots, 2 1/2 32 oz cups full of mudslide, oh yeah I forgot to mention, I was putting the Malibu in the mudslide. So I was 3 sheets to the wind, then we decided we were going to go get my tattoo (to see a pic so to my pics) on Wed. So we went up to Renssiler I think thats how you spell it, but we picked Brittneys boyfriend up from work and were at the shop from like 4:30 to 2 in the morning. But I didnt care, the tattoo artist, (Kevin)has a REALLY hott apprentance (Tommy) who Brittney and I sat around and talked to for like 3 or 4 hours, maybe more, and it was mainly me who was talking to him and Brittney told me I was shamelessly flirting, but I didnt care, he was the one who drew my tat for me, and it looks kick ass. I am happy. And I want to go back, to see him, and to get more, but gladly to see him lol. The bad thing is is that I had to be at work at 11:30 yesterday, and I stayed with Stacey b/c it got to late to come home and I was dog tired, so I stayed there, and I had to get up at 9:30 and come to work, and then me n my cousin Kelli got a bright idea to put together an entertaiment center last night at 2 am and I had to be at work at 8 this morning. I didnt even go to bed b/c I wasnt tired, so I stayed there until 7 this morning came home took a shower and went to work until 1, came home passed out at like 2 and slept until 12 tonight, it is only 4:30 and I am going back to bed now so goodnight everybody!!
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ok so i am bored as hell, just waitng for 7 oclock so I can go to work and i decided to write some stuff down. last night i got drunk off my ass and it was fun. i still have some to so its going to be even more fun b/c i am doing it again on tuesday. YAY me lol. Apie if you read this I have been trying to get ahold of you sorry I was at work last night when you called and I only got one break in 5 1/2 hours so Im srry.
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> Marriage - Part I > > > > > > Typical macho man married typical good-looking lady and after the > > wedding, he laid down the following rules: > > > > "I'll be home when I want, if I want and at what time I want and I don't > > expect any hassle from you. I expect a great dinner to be on the table > > unless I tell you that I won't be home for dinner. I'll go hunting, > > fishing, boozing and card-playing when I want with my old buddies and > > don't you give me a hard time about it. Those are my rules. Any > > comments?" > > > > His new bride said, "No, that's fine with me. Just understand that > > there will be sex here at seven o'clock every night ......whether you're > > here or not." > > > > > > (DAMN SHE'S GOOD!) > > > > ************************************ > > Marriage (Part II) > > > > > > Husband and wife had a bitter quarrel on the day of their 40th wedding > > anniversary! > > The husband yells, "When you die, I'm getting you a headstone that > > reads: > > "Here Lies My Wife - Cold As Ever " > > > > "Yeah?" she replies. "When you die, I'm getting you a headstone that > > reads: > > "Here Lies My Husband - Stiff At Last" > > > > > > (HE ASKED FOR IT!) > > > > ****************************** > > Marriage (Part III) > > > > > > Husband (a doctor) and his wife are having a fight at the breakfast > > table. Husband gets up in a rage and says, "And you are no good in bed > > either," and storms out of the house. > > > > After some time, he realizes he was nasty and decides to make amends and > > rings her up. She comes to the phone after many rings, and the > > irritated husband says, "What took you so long to answer the phone?" > > > > She says, "I was in bed." > > > > "In bed this early, doing what?" > > > > "Getting a second opinion!" > > > > > > (YEP, HE HAD THAT ONE COMING, TOO!) > > > > **************************************** > > Marriage (Part IV) > > > > > > A man has six children and is very proud of his achievement. > > > > He is so proud of himself, that he starts calling his wife, "Mother of > > Six" in spite of her objections. > > > > One night, they go to a party. The man decides that it's time to go > > home and wants to find out if his wife is ready to leave as well. > > > > He shouts at the top of his voice, "Shall we go home 'Mother of Six?' > > > > His wife, irritated by her husband's lack of discretion, shouts right > > back, "Anytime you're ready, Father of Four." > > > > > > (RIGHT ON, LADY!) > > > > ************************************** > > Marriage (Part V) The Silent Treatment > > > > > > A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving > > each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, th e man realized that the > > next day, he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 am for an early > > morning business flight. > > > > Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on > > a piece of paper, "Please wake me at 5:00 am" He left it where he knew > > she would find it. > > > > The next morning the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he > > had missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife > > hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by t he bed. The > > paper said, "It is 5:00 AM. Wake up." > > > > > > Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests. |
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13 Things PMS Stands For: 1 Pass My Shotgun 2 Psychotic Mood Shift 3 Perpetual Munching Spree 4 Puffy Mid-Section 5 People Make me Sick 6 Provide Me with Sweets 7 Pardon My Sobbing 8 Pimples May Surface 9 Pass My Sweat pants 10. Pissy Mood Syndrome 11. Plainly; Men Suck 12. Pack My Stuff and my favorite one. 13. Potential Murder Suspect Pass this on to all of your hormonal friends and those who might need a good laugh! ....Or men who need a warning. And remember: Money talks .. but Chocolate SINGS!!!
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Wow, was today ever fun...NOT. So I had to work ALL DAMN DAY AGAIN, which just pissed me off. I am sick of my job. I wanna quit. Why does the world revolve around money, and if you dont have it your screwed! Work sucks...
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All righty then peopskles, this is my first entry, not my sister. My name is Bob. Not Really, I am Ashley, I am MissGiters lil sis and she has been on me for about 2 weeks about having a LJ. So here it is. TADA!! Yay me, thus ends my first entry *bows* Shanks and to all goodnight
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