Yeah, I know. I don't like this layout either but there's something I do like about it, I don't know what. I hate all that stupid crap written in the centre there. I really don't see the point of it and I really want to change it but it won't let me.
Anyway, I feel as if I need to rant about certain things again, just to get it all off my chest but I don't know where to start and once I start, I probably won't stop or I'll probably just delete everything, like always.
Actually, now that I think about it, I'll only be ranting about the same thing I did in my older post so I don't think I'll be fucked to write it again. You can just flip back.
Oh yeah, I'm sick of people randomly starting shit with me on Facebook Poker. I don't know why they do it but it's just so lame and annoying, they say the dumbest thing. Linda can possibly relate because she gets started on as well. Like omfg, "kiss my dick" yeah, right. Let's cyber this shit! No, thanks.
*Sigh. Life without being able to use my phone.. It's killing me not being able to text or call people. I desperately wanted to text someone last night to tell them I miss them but I knew it wouldn't send, so I still did it. Hopefully they got the message some other way, which I highly doubt.
I'm so sick of so many things! I just remembered that the guy that used to like me, still likes me and is still asking my friends how I am and argggghs! that shit pisses me off. Shut up, you're telling the world you're going to ignore my existence and get over it but as far as I'm concerned, you aren't doing a very good job.
Bleh, annoyed. Too annoyed to even write anything anymore. Besides, I miss you. He doesn't know who he is but I guess he could and would figure it out really soon, I hope.
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Wendy Tran
November 29, 1990
Home is where the heart is
LNY TNZ - Till it hurts
What is there to do?
wendytran@live.com
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