Why is it that they are so infuriating?
Why do they ALWAYS have to be right? And why is nothing EVER their fault?
Or why do they try so hard to be all macho, and manly in front of their friends? Par exemple, when they are dumped, it's never "Yeh, she dumped me. I'm such a loser". Oh no. It's either "Yep, it was a mutual agreement. Things just weren't working out" or "Yeh, man, I dumped that skanky ho". UH, NO, YOU PANSY, YOU WERE DUMPED BECAUSE YOU ARE A FOOL, AND NO ONE LIKES YOU.
I hate boys.
It would be a whole load easier if I was a lesbian.
Right. So, that's set. It's women all the way for me.
Though, uno problemo.
Just a tiny, weeny little hitch.
I don't find women attractive. This kind of ruins my plans. And plus, a life without being able to lust over Brad Pitt is a not a life worth living. I still hate boys, though. Even the beautiful ones.
Which reminds me. Where is Keith Senior these days? I used to look forward to going to the station every morning, but now... it seems to lack a certain sparkle. Even his fit younger brother no longer catches the train. Shame, really.
Note to self: Colouring in your hair does not have the same effect as hair dye. Not only does it ruin your nice pens, but it also makes you look like a complete twit. There is a lesson to be learnt there.
And yet another thing that pisses me off:
Fucking bras. I have to have new ones every month. This is ridiculous, expensive, and downright painful. So, I beg of you, almighty God thing up there, stop me from growing. It's darn inconsiderate. Bastard males.
Sigh.
Fuckers.
2 comments:
Who are you referring to?
I hope it wasn't me, I'm a pansy through and through.
I wish you would become a lesbian... it would explain your hairyness.
RINSED.
My children, I was not talking about any particular boy, I was discussing the annoyingness of boys in general. And they are all annoying. And I still hate them.
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