Italian Sausages and Ice Cream

You know how I feel on my period? You know how I fucking feel on my fucking period?? It's ohkay, it's not that bad. I haven't killed anybody yet. I just really really want a fucking soda. I actually want ice cream and coffee, but if I go buy anything I'll probably buy everything in the candy section and some energy drinks to top it off.

It's all good. Really. 

But periods are always bad. Well, they're never really good either. Unless you missed it last month and are suddenly wondering if you are pregnant but you hope otherwise. Then it may be a welcome thing. 

But anyway, seeing as I am a terrible person with no concern for what you want at the moment (at the moment) you can come along on my fucking hormonal roller-coaster ride. 

I want ice cream. I have to eat coffee-flavored chocolate just so I can stay away from caffeine. Caffeine is my soul mate. It really is. It will kill me one day, haha. Bittersweet relationship.

Look at the beautiful coffee, look at it! Haha. Oh man, I really need to take a chill pill. I could use some bacon. Bacon is so good. But you know what I love? Spicy Italian sausages. I really love those. They aren't even close to spicy with my Mexican spicy standards, but they are still delicious!

FEEL THE HUNGER! MWUAHAHA!

So, as you can obviously note, I am not a vegetarian. But I have nothing against vegetarians. I just seek to understand them. As long as they don't try making me a vegetarian. I have incisors for a reason and that reason is meat. But what I don't get is why people think vegetables and plants are "meat-free." I mean, think about it. What is soil made of? Rocks, air, water, blah, blah, dead things. What kind of dead things? Dead plants and animals. Animals that consist of what? Meat. Just saying.... Everything returns to the Earth, and everything that grows from it, like plants, comes from it. So, technically, there is no way around it. It's all pretty organic. 

Well, I really want that ice cream still, and my Italian sausages, so I think I'll get to that.

Bye~ 

Time to Say...Goodbye?

Waking up early? Ugh, not my idea of fun. I would sell my soul for another hour of sleep. My father woke me up, telling me that I was going to drive around. Ha! The 1 hour that he taught me had not made me even a moderately good driver, I'm not going anywhere. And on top of that, since it would have been on the street with other cars, he intended on me taking his crappiest car. The car that is just about as old as I am, and has been repaired so many times its existence is a loss. I would have driven ANY other car but that. Fuck, I'll take public transportation and walk over that.

For one, the car door on the driver's side does not open. It is tied onto the car literally. The sliding door on one side? nope, that doesn't work either. Passenger's side door? Yeah, that one works.

Here's my problem with this. In case of an accident... something prone to happening with a driver with 1 hour of experience... only one door is functional. Crash that side and .... you're trapped. If I drove off of the road and into a river, I'd like to think I can at least get out of the car as quickly as possible. Even if I can't swim and would drown in the river anyway. But you see what I mean? I consider it a hazard, and I'm surprised he hasn't been ticketed or something. I mean, what would he do if they pulled him over and asked him to step out of the vehicle... and the door didn't work? They ticket you over just about anything these days.

But forget that, I have better things to contemplate. Like what? Food, obviously!! Who doesn't love food?

Delicious shrimp :)

I love food, food is awesome. Especially shrimp, I love shrimp. As a kid, any time I'd go to a restaurant I'd order a Mexican shrimp cocktail. I ate so much every time I always got sick. Heh. But everything made me sick, back in those days. I had real issues with motion sickness. We had no car, so I couldn't even stand being on a school bus. I was so used to walking. My mom used to carry around a cold bottle of water with ice, just in case my brother or I decided to faint or anything. Ha! Things have definitely changed. 

...Not entirely like that... though I do work out. But still... I would never want to overdo it either. Honestly, I think I'm pretty strong for somebody that wastes a lot of time and attends a nerdy elite school not built solely for the rich. 

Look! A panda cake! Wha-?! Haha

You know what I've come to realize? People can be so senseless and irrational, jumping to conclusions over everything. Like, I'm a relatively good kid, seriously. I don't go out much (like, at all), but my dad still doesn't hesitate to accuse me if an uncle leaves an empty beer someplace. Suddenly, I'm some drunken bitch, right? They offer beer to the rest of the family, and I'm the drunken bitch for not having drank a drop. I don't like beer, it is disgusting, and I don't plan on getting an acquired taste for it either. Later, I was depressed for a few days, I don't even remember why, but they came to the conclusion that I was on drugs. Seriously?? Maybe if there had been a bong in my room, some ecstasy, or cocaine residue all over my face... but no, that wasn't the case.

So-and-so's boyfriend introduces her to another girl, who assumes that he's cheating on her with this girl, goes off, and later finds out that girl was her boyfriend's cousin. Yep. People are irrational, judgmental beings more often than not.

I can't be the only one who thinks this, right?

How I wish I could just fall asleep some days and never wake up. Life is so important and nobody seems to give a fuck. What a shame!

Well, goodnight, people. Have a nice life, unless you're mean, then I hope you have a hard life so that it teaches you something.