I say “children” because it can portray both sexes, but I don’t believe they can be accurately categorised as Adults.

Now, If you’re sitting there thinking “omg what a Bitchwhore is this about ME” then it may be. However I actually didn’t write this with anyone in mind, so please don’t bother with the “grow up” calls and all that shit. I was just bored, and in the mood to bitch.

Firstly, if you think I’m self important or superficial then good for you. Yet I’m not exactly the type of person who creates scenes with people just to come across as something I’m not.

I’m tired of people telling me to “Grow up” – My family, deadbeats, past school teachers – Fuck you, I don’t feel like being anyone else but who I am. If what you see me as is fucked up and in peoples faces, then I enjoy being fucked up and in peoples faces.

If you have nothing better to do than to strut around as if you believe everyone loves you then maybe you need to “grow up” because guess what, everyone is disliked by someone you moron. If you can think of someone who isn’t, then oh please let me know, so I can write them a letter congratulating them on their horribly tedious life.

I don’t exactly want to play the game where you say one thing and I say another in return. Its boring. Its outdated. And hearing your voice waver as you hold back from tears only gives me a powerful but pathetic feeling. We all may feel like we won, but the fine line between “winning” and “losing” doesn’t actually exist when we all feel like retards in the end.

We’ve lost and it annoys me. Such is life.

To (drum roll) Complainers. Especially those with alot going for them. Wah.

It occured to me today, whilst listening to an almost OCD mentally broken down teacher whine and bitch about how certain people dont do their job, who the fuck cares?

Does anyone but her care that some lady in the some faculty isnt teaching a kid the way she wants them to be taught? I would have thought that the head teachers response was enough, honestly shut the fuck up before I peg a stapler right between your eyes.

Point is, School term is over, I have 2 weeks break. One of those weeks I will spend at uni. Then the 2nd i get a full week break.

cool..

Seriously, do women even understand women? I’m going to go and get all sexist here and say women have got to be a different fucking race. What is it in a woman’s genetic makeup that makes something as simple as a direct “I don’t like you” or even a “whats your problem” so god damn hard.

In a simple sentence. I don’t fucking know. I wish I did, the perhaps I wouldn’t end up being some superficial friendly cow come every Sunday. Or whenever I had a problem with someone, lord knows that’s around 110% of my life, I could walk right up to them and flip them off right in front of their eyes.

Nada.

Emotional, cold, picky, tightass, ignorant, rude bitches. Screw you to hell.

Then again if men were in excruciating pain 5 days per month I am sure you would all be whiny, emotional pricks too.