Showing posts with label Insomnia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Insomnia. Show all posts

Please Find This.

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IWROTETHISFORYOU




"Stupid program," she snarled, hissing out a muffled "and its nifty new shit!". She never was one to appreciate times changing.

I broke the seal.

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So I wake up this morning. Now I'm really buggered from lack of sleep but THE FUCK. I want to party.
I haven't wanted to party in like two bloody damn months. Yes anyway.

So at about eleven I decide that it's bloody party day. I mean come on. It's friday and I really feel like going out getting shit-faced and enjoying it. So I sms friend number one. And get this shit, he already has plans to go out tonight. What a deeck. anyway. I sms friend number two and I'm like, so what're we doing tonight? "Dunno, but i'll come over after class." Sweet deal, I have cane. "I'll buy creme soda, be there in ten." WHAT IT'S NOT PARTY TIME YET??!?!?! But okay cool.

So she comes we party, we cane train, we finish 250ML of cane, well mostly me, seeing as I'm probably either a raging alcoholic, a stingy jew or just a very fast drinker.... (and she's on antibiotics.)
Eitherway, I think I'm brilliant.

Look this is what I drank today:



So anyway buddy Phil, yeah dude, I so totally spoke about you and mentioned how fucking bonkers 3OH!3 is in a car, and those fucking noodles and milkshakes, and accident and hitting kids with cars: SHIT!

Anyway buddy Phil points out that I'm saying some amazing sentences... here is proof of like three of those...



And well of course he said yes.... So naturally...



And then this shit happened, and I felt mildly bad, and yet mildly awesome:



And then on MSN I was all chuffed thinking shit, I'm a pretty girl apparently I need to do some pretty girl shit, and be all girl like....

Yeah that lasted about five seconds:



Naturally, I have concluded that I'm crude, and then I was like, hey Phil what's that status where you once had the word crude in. So we both start looking for this, I'm like HEY BITCH DID YOU DELETE IT. Turns out he didn't, turns out it was the word crass.

Anyway, so on the drive home (we went to buy LARVA) [really Phil, larva is an AMAZING word] and went to get Macdonalds. So on the way back I try throw the packet out of the window into and open dust bin, needless to say I missed and the car behind us found it amazingly hilarious.

Off to pee.

Little-J.

Nerd. Psssh.

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Okay so today I woke up at 11.
Yes ELEVEN. It felt pretty damn amazing.
Regardless of the fact that I have been doing nothing since then and I'm behind as fuck on university work thanks to being sick. Now I'm just procrastinating, because I'm angry, because I was sick, and that made me fall behind. :( But It's cool. I'm just freaking out again a bit.

Moving on, I so totally made a funny:




And then I got called a nerd because the first thing I could think of is, "I'm so totally putting this in my blog." Life is hard kids, real hard. But check it out, I totally seem to be getting a hang of that Facebook Chat thing. Though I won't lie. It still does not make it any cooler. It still sucks.

So seriously:

Dear Victor: There is a pile of business suits for the dry-cleaners that have been in the closet for 5 months. We both work at home. The fuck, Victor?

She's worth it! I would not lie to you. If I grew up to be just like her, I'd be the happiest person on earth. This woman is amazing, and her husband is made of hardcore and win. I also so totally just realised that the fact that my sign out name is Little-J...

Dear Bloggess, I assure you I'm not referring to myself as mini you, It's just my nickname and it originated form the Gossip Girl Series.
I'm pretty sure now I can't be sued or locked up for being a crazy person.

My blog sucks when it's not angry. This makes me sad.
Hah!
Little-J.

Dead Skin.

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It's late, fuck that shit. I'm having a mad party here brohymn, all by myself yo. Okay, not really, I won't lie I'm bored to death and pretty amazed that I'm still awake. I got woken at like 9AM this morning (taking into consideration that the black lung kept me up till 5AM) being told that, when I wake up the maid would like to vaccuum my room. Well thanks a lot hey, like I'm sure it would've been rad had that been said when I actually did wake up, but it's cool, seeing now that I am awake, go on, vaccuum. Needless to say, she only vaccuumed my room at like 11. WTF!!ONEONE11

So we had another google discovery today, my friend and her boyfriend were talking about Jennifer Aniston and how he thinks she'd be totally hot naked, and she disagreed, yet after only typing "Jennifer Aniston" she found this second result might I point out:




And both her and I agreed with said boyfriend after seeing this. Afterwards we got into a rant about how you can google for something so normal and end up finding such fucked up shit, I lovingly shared my previous findings with her, she loved it. If you consider a "WTF dude, what the hell." loving it. [like how googling "god strangles cats" gets you to end up here: WOLVERINES!!ONEONE11

Anyway I think Jennifer can chill here alone for tonight, seeing as she's so adamant about taking up my whole blog, bloody women, always at the center of attention trying to show off size. Or would that be men, fuck it, it can't resize either-way. Meds are kicking in, I badly need to pee and my black lung feels neglected. Amping a jol tomorrow boedies.
Hah.
Little-J.