anyway, this morning on the radio they were talking about women being called "mam" and hating it. well, i gotta agree, it's really weird being called "mam" when you're only 18-years-old, especially when the general population writes you off as 16. you would think that they'd just go with "miss". honestly, don't they find it strange calling someone who could be their daughter "mam"? but then they were talking about this 23-year-old who was all pissed off from being called "mam" by and 18-year-old waitress. this is where we get into the grey area. where do you draw the line between calling someone "mam" and "miss". i guess it's just up to the person's own discretion, but personally i think i'm far too young to be a "mam". unless it's a five-year-old who thinks that age 13 is ancient. you gotta forgive lil' kids for that stuff, they don't know better. one time my mom came home and told me how one of her pre-school students told her "look! there's your sister!" but they meant me. :S
so i was just watching the matrix, and i decided my favorite character is mouse. it's so sad when he dies an' all, and i love his lil' tasty wheat speech. it really makes ya think. after that neo, trinity, and morpheus are kick-ass of course, and i think i liked link (from the 2nd and 3rd movies) better than tank and dozer. maybe it's just because he's in two movies, so you get to know him better.
yea, so i went to the eye doctor today, because my eyesight sucks and has been even worse than usual. turns out my contacts wore out, so i'm getting new ones. though when they brought back my current lenses from the cleaner/lab place and i went to put them back in, surprise surprise! the doctor accidentally put them in cleaner and not the solution. man did that burn! so i've been wearing my glasses all evening, and the sting is finally going away.
i've been so tired lately, i can't wait for the weekend. sadly, though, i have to work both days. which means my mother id gonna make me get up and go to church in the morning.... again. which would be so bad if it wasn't IN THE MORNING! i need my goddam sleep! no, not beauty sleep; no amount of slumber could improve my looks (and not that i give a damn, either), just plain sleep.
to address my relentless slew of anonymous commenters: i honestly don't see how insulting me would "help" me. spreading negative consequenses to one's actions is what parent's do, so why are you trying to? that and why do you "care" so much when you obviously hate every fiber of my being? and as to no one really liking me, oh well. see if i care. i've dealt with that before, and i can do it again. and one last request: could you just be out-right with all this? because in person no one seems to harbor any intense hatred of my nature, and i'd really appreciate if people would just be up-front about it. false pretenses piss me off.
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