Thursday, December 20, 2007

Dear Effing Lord.

Okay, so i was at the mall with my dearest best friend caitlin today. Me and Caitlin seem to have a problem with attracting weridness and while at the dollars tore (yes, my mother would be ashamed of me for going in there) a freaky old OLD man came up to me and started like hitting on me. He was TOTALLY fob too! The conversation went like this...
"you from brampton..."
me ""
"from Mississauga"
me "why...."
"doskdoaskdkimaoldmanthatcanttalk.. mabey we talk...can we talk later.."
me : ..........
*runs away*

Where i screamed to caitlin about the old man trying to rape me and a old lady heard and reported him and the police ended up there lmao.

As for the positive news.... I got two steller shirts from.. buffalo? I know wtf, they never have ANYTHING but i found THREE things that were cute surprisingly.
Then another shocker, i found a really cute pair of silver jeans for 100$ i want!
I thought silver jeans sucked but i guess not, I didn't think they were 100$ though.

I'v decided to start a section called cranky hoes and diss up the crazy bitches i encounter in my everyday life. Starting with the cranky hoe who clearly goes to my school and leaves nasty comments on my blog. First of all bitch, i never claimed to be rich on here. Only totally into high fashion and expensive makeup and second of all i never claimed chanel no.5 was expensive. Only that it smelt good but on that topic, I would like to point out I have three vintage chanel no5. perfume bottles that cost more then you make at your crappy little part time job. So stop being a bitch and get a life that doesn't involve wishing you were me.

Now that i'v got my bitchiness out for the day ( yes I'm having a few bad days lmao)
I'M SO EFFING EXCITED. TOMORROW IS GOING TO BE LIKE THE AMAZINGEST DAY OF THE WORLD. It'll be like before when I loved life!! Not only will i get to see my old best friend but ill be with the ex boyfriend whom I'm dear friends with now and an amazing new boy!!
I'll be sure to take pictures. I just really hope tomorrows as amazing as it could be.
If it is, I'll totally be crying of happiness.

And yes, I'm completly putting off recording (until saturday most likely but with my deadline thats still ALOT of time im wasting!)



Anonymous said...

"i never claimed chanel no.5 was expensive. Only that it smelt good but on that topic, I would like to point out I have three vintage chanel no5 perfume bottles that cost more then you make at your crappy little part time job."

would you have mentioned a perfume that is cheap? like something you can buy on a sale rack at shoppers? no, it had to be chanel. no one can think your poor. noo, its just too horrible!!!

that CLEARLY looks like bragging to me. "i have 3 vintage vintage perfume bottles that cost soo much" IS bragging. get the fuck over yourself.

"So stop being a bitch and get a life that doesn't involve wishing you were me."

keely no one wants to be a skanky hoe like you. first, you aren't that pretty, and without all the photoshopping you look like a rotting pig. your face is COVERED in acne, and no amount of chanel makeup will cover that up.

SECOND, your hair is so fried. no one wants fried hair. you look like a bad playboy centrefold, with your bleached hair and your skanky outfits. why do you even try to be a model? you look identical to every other model wannabe i've seen. modelling agencies for designers that are actually GOOD want tall (what are you, like 4'8"?) DIFFERENT looking people. GET OVER YOURSELF

you're just jealous of people who have normal lives. jealousy is a disease. GET WELL SOON BITCH

and by the way, i know you live in an apartment. POOR. go beg for money at the street corner.

Young, Chic, and Social said...

hey dumbass ever think of the fact appartments can be 10 million?
living in a condo clearly doesnt mean your poor
and even if i am poor
i make it hot,unlike you bitch!

Alex said...

...I'm blonde.

Anonymous said...

WTF R U takin bout: "smelt good?!?" U fuckhead R the stupidest pieces of dogshit ever to stink up this post

Anonymous said...

Shitty Neighborhood Rallies Against Asshole Developer

CHICAGO—Residents of the Carney Gardens neighborhood on Chicago's South Side are opposing an effort by asshole real-estate developer Royce Messner to build a godawful $45 million strip mall and condominium complex in the crime-ridden shithole they call home.
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Residents march to protect their beloved, execrable squalor.

The Save Carney Neighborhood Foundation, the most organized non-criminal group in this part of town, has filed a lawsuit in federal court to block the scheduled April 2008 groundbreaking. While halting the project would surely prevent a tragic urban-planning nightmare, it would also mean keeping the run-down, economically depressed community exactly as it is.

"Carney is where I was born and raised, and it remains a tight-knit community," said Foundation chairman Althea Hynes at a fundraising block party held Monday on a broken bottle- and condom-strewn stretch of Carney Avenue where the money-grubbing Messner wants to put a soulless indoor food court. "Lots of young kids still play in the empty lots around here."

Messner, 54, a three-time Chicagoland "Builder of the Year" and all-time unbelievable scumbag who made his fortune in the 1990s converting public parks and cheap, blighted properties into high-rise luxury residences, is seeking to "revitalize" Carney Gardens by razing it and replacing it with a damned cookie-cutter mixed commercial-residential development that would benefit no one who lives there now.

Unrepentant prick Messner.

"What people like this can never get through their heads is the fact that progress isn't always painless," the rapacious bastard said, as if he were not talking about driving thousands of poor benighted fucks out of the place that, pestilential hellhole or not, is the only home they've ever been able to afford. "They complained about the expressway over their heads too, but its easy-on, easy-off access makes Carney Gardens a prime area for development. Once we get a few more chain restaurants in that area, the whole economy will turn around."

A hellish 16-block stretch of burned-out buildings and howling poverty, Carney Gardens has never recovered from its economic slide in the late 1960s. However, many of those who live in the human sewer say they can't just allow Messner to squat his bloated fat-cat ass over their neighborhood and dump a big concrete-and-glass yuppie turd onto everything they've ever known.

"There's no way this city can allow some developer to just come in here and ruin our community," said liquor store owner Carlos Jimenez, demonstrating willful ignorance of Chicago history, the conditions immediately outside his door, and even his role in Carney Gardens' downfall.

"Where are all these people supposed to go if they put up that mall here—Gary, Indiana?" said Hynes, as if living in a filthy, dangerous joke of an ass wipe city was some kind of affront to her standards.

Urban planning experts say that any opposition to the colossal asshole faces an uphill battle, as Carney Gardens has been a wart on the ass of Chicago for too long. Despite this, it seems that the determined Save Carney group will not abandon its hope of rejecting the only development proposal their hopeless pit will see in the next two decades.

"Poor communities are at a disadvantage against this type of developer, who speaks the language of City Hall," said Jackson Eisenberg, an architecture professor at Loyola University who has studied the effects of short-sighted, profit-oriented renewal and gentrification on dozens of crap areas. "It's the same dilemma faced by the working-class [losers] in [rotten-ass] urban neighborhoods across America. As a [shrivel-dicked] businessman looking for a lucrative investment, [evil] Messner sees a ripe opportunity here."

Mayor Richard M. Daley has yet to speak publicly about whether he will oppose Messner's human hamster cage, or allow the vile prick to wipe the bleeding hemorrhoid that is Carney Gardens from existence.

Anonymous said...

I Got What America Needs Right Here
By Jimmy Carter
January 9, 2008 |
The Onion Issue 44•02
Sometimes I'm a little stupid, maybe, a little slow in the head, so I'm wondering if you can help me get something straight. Maybe you can help me understand one fucking thing right now, America, and explain to me what in the Christ is going on here. 'Cause, unless I'm missing something, this country is in the middle of a motherfucking shitstorm, and I have no fucking idea what you're gonna do to get out of it. I mean, are you seriously considering voting for one of these shitbags you got here in '08? Fat fucking chance.
Way I see it, America needs a president who's gonna somehow un-royally screw up the Middle East, do some serious cleaning up after you dropped your pants and took a steaming dump all over the fucking environment, and—boom!—restore dignity, honor, and all that shit to these United States.
See, I got solutions to all your problems—I got 'em right here in my big, hairy ballsack.
You better get down on your hands and knees and kiss Jimmy Carter's rosy-red Georgia-peach-picking ass and beg me to run your fucking country again, because there's no way I'm ever gonna come to you fuck-knobs and politely ask you if I might please be a presidential candidate in your precious fuckin' election. So you can just bite my cock. I've had it with you jerkoffs and your jerkoff candidates.
You actually seem to think one a' these assholes is gonna prance in and wave a magic wand and make everything all nice again. Look at you, sitting there like a common fucking schnook and eating all their bull about bi-fucking-partisanship, and how they have all the goddamn answers. Let me tell you something: These fags are dogshit compared to Jimmy fucking Carter, all right? I was arbitrating Mideast crises when this bunch was still sucking on their mamas' titties.
But who comes to me, huh? Fucking nobody. Why ask old Jimmy anything? What the fuck could he know about peace in the Middle East? It's not like he fucking won the Nobel Peace Prize for that shit. You myopic pricks. Back in '79, I sat Sadat and Begin right down and made those two dicklicks shake hands. It was beautiful—I had all the pieces lined up and I smiled and waved in my best fucking suit and tie right there on TV. And what do you do, you pieces of shit? You screw the whole goddamn pooch.
Oh, what's that I hear? The weather's all screwy? You got a global warming problem? Boo-fucking-hoo! I was telling you morons to turn off your lights and unplug all your shit at night to conserve energy in 19-fuckin'-75, for chrissake. Gee, I wonder what woulda happened if we'd all switched to solar power like I fucking did back when we had a fucking chance to do something about it. Think we'd still be sucking Saudi Arabia's dick like a five-dollar whore? I sure as fuck didn't get no fancy Oscar for that little spiel, though, did I? No. But Al Gore, that cum-sucking pig, steals the shit from me and now he's the greatest thing since Jesus Christ made a fucking sandwich.
Well, he can lick my asshole right after George W. Bush, that fuck.
You want compassion? Somebody who's looking out for the little guy? Why don't you take a look at Jimmy Carter, 'cause unlike, oh, every motherfucking candidate out there, he spent the last fucking quarter-century building houses for the homeless. And what does he get for it? A fucking hernia. Some fucking gratitude, you selfish twats. You talk to me about compassion? I'll shove a crucifix so far up the Democrats' asses they'll be asking me to buy them dinner and kiss them good night.
Funny thing about me: I actually fucking know shit! Not like these goombas trying to weasel their way into the White House. I practically wrote the book on collapsing bridges, inflation, and the working poor, fuck-o. I even got a degree in nuclear engineering or some shit. You know how easy I could swoop down right now like a guardian angel and solve all your fucking problems? Snap. Bam. Do it in my fucking sleep. Just fucking try me.
So you want me to run for president again? Yeah, sure, absolutely, I'll do it. I'd be honored to do it—with my fucking dick in your mouth, you worthless scumbags.
You had your chance with Jimmy Carter, and you fucking blew it. So get fucked. Fucking country.

Anonymous said...

haha wow jelous bitch. she probably lives in that ball of shit house with scrap metal in the backyard across from bateman

good luck trying to pay your dads bail money with your 5$ an hour job at mcdonalds