December 2009
13 posts
I am immature. Yes. I know.
I only just realized how I’m caught out. I found the web history and it’s showing that my dads been through it.
Shit.
I have a habit of telling people too much detail.
Say it in one sentence:
My sister caught me eating the callus I’d peeled off the bottom of my foot, and that was the end of that habit.
I never got caught.
“gennnaa started following you”
– Much love gennnaa <3
Automatic Updates = Automatic Fail.
Excuse Moi?
Grunting.
How the hell, can a grunt be a sensible answer to everything, and people always kinda understand you?
“You okay?” *grunt*
“You clean your room?” *grunt*
“What’s your boyfriend/girlfriend like?” *grunt*
It’s a fucking answer to anything.
Dreams?
Of sneaking off on holiday to Spain, and having a cheap £5 a night hotel, that you can’t get old of on the plane. Having a friend asleep in the toilet refusing to wake up when you’re there and landing, leaving her there.
Arguing over whether to take sand or shells back.
Boyfriends not answering when you suddenly pop to him you’re sneaking off to spain with your friend, and...
November 2009
14 posts
One Minute?
My boyfriend’s told me to wait one minute so he can do something. He’s on msn. He has internet. Hmm. Men, what do you do in the space of exactly 60 seconds?
Doctor, Can I Drink?
My Friend; So can she still drink..?
Doctor; Yes, but.. That is a part to question. See, being drunk isn't the bad part, you're better when you're drunk. Sobering up will be the part to make you have seizures.
Friend; So she can still drink and not die...?
Myself; Darling, it means I just need to become a piss head to cure myself.
So. Doctor, Doctor, Tell Me..
So I’m discharged from hospital today. I was having seizures.
I’m seventeen. I’m healthy. I’m active. I was in a car wreck a month ago, and I’m apparently now mildly epileptic enough to have seizures in my sleep, where I vomit and choke, and knock people out around me.
I have a stomach ulcer, from being sick all the time, which I don’t know why that shit...
A conversation with a burger 'gal.
Woman: So what can I get you?
Me: Can I have a plain beefburger please?
Woman: Yeah sure, any salad?
Me: Nawh thanks, plain.
Woman: So you just want the burger?
Me: Well.. I want it in the bun too...
Uh;; Duh?
Devil Girl: I lost my job.
Jen: Hmmm? How
Devil Girl: Well I took a holiday..
Jen: How long you been working there?
Devil Girl: Two days..
Jen: How long you gone for?
Devil Girl: Two weeks..
Jen: ... You got fired?
Devil Girl: I come back, no job. I don't think it's fair.
Jen: Fucking hell, you're dumb.
How do I communicate to him?
“If you can’t handle me at my worst, you do not deserve me at my best.”
– ~ Reality.
Well;;
Having a strange text from your boyfriend? That he blatantly doesn’t remember sending is rather annoying.
“Baby, I’m going to shag you hard tonight.”
You text him. He knows nothing. You text him. He’s offering you sex.
Hmm. Win win to him?
Let Me Introduce;;
Jen. 17. Taken. Female. Bitch.
S’all you need to know.
— Supposed to be working.
An addition for you. :]
