Sunday, March 11, 2007
" thankgodforholidays ; 8:26 PM "
THANK GOD THERE ARE HOLIDAYS!
I actually feel human now. Spent yesterday in Act3 and then went to PS after that. My legs were killing me and I can't seem to find a so-called 'resolution' for it. Whatever. Anyways, went out with Christina and then there was the Reggaeton Raid. She got her print skirt and then I went jumping around looking for a decent watch. You know what? I give up. I'm going to be normal and go to Swatch. Because I can't find a watch I like!!!
Today, on my way home from MS, I was in the super-squashed bus. I think my leg and hands were angled in different directions. I could practically feel my muscles being strained to the point of tearing apart in little itty bitty pieces. (Gross, I know.) Anyway, there were these two stupid 25-26ish year olds and they were bitching OPENLY about teenagers.
"You know, teenagers now are so rude."
"I know, just now the one at the shop. Spoiled Brat."
"Remember the times when WE were teens?" Gives this stupid face which looks like some grandma telling some old story.
"Yah, we were so simple." SIMPLE MY FOOT.
Please, if you last generation teens were simple, I'd puke. All you can do is go about complaining about how teens now are brats, horribly rude, vacant and stupid. The economy now is falling upon you. So is everything else under the sun. So I suggest that instead of having some "I WAS SUCH A GOOD TEEN" raid and "TODAYS TEENS SUCK" raid, just mind your own business and go to work. Don't need to bother about us "spoiled brats". Because anyway, we're too busy cleaning crap and going to school to bother about you. (At least, I am)
Hah. Now I've got all that out of my system...
(: I'm happy now.
Tomorrow there's remedial. Blah.
I actually feel human now. Spent yesterday in Act3 and then went to PS after that. My legs were killing me and I can't seem to find a so-called 'resolution' for it. Whatever. Anyways, went out with Christina and then there was the Reggaeton Raid. She got her print skirt and then I went jumping around looking for a decent watch. You know what? I give up. I'm going to be normal and go to Swatch. Because I can't find a watch I like!!!
Today, on my way home from MS, I was in the super-squashed bus. I think my leg and hands were angled in different directions. I could practically feel my muscles being strained to the point of tearing apart in little itty bitty pieces. (Gross, I know.) Anyway, there were these two stupid 25-26ish year olds and they were bitching OPENLY about teenagers.
"You know, teenagers now are so rude."
"I know, just now the one at the shop. Spoiled Brat."
"Remember the times when WE were teens?" Gives this stupid face which looks like some grandma telling some old story.
"Yah, we were so simple." SIMPLE MY FOOT.
Please, if you last generation teens were simple, I'd puke. All you can do is go about complaining about how teens now are brats, horribly rude, vacant and stupid. The economy now is falling upon you. So is everything else under the sun. So I suggest that instead of having some "I WAS SUCH A GOOD TEEN" raid and "TODAYS TEENS SUCK" raid, just mind your own business and go to work. Don't need to bother about us "spoiled brats". Because anyway, we're too busy cleaning crap and going to school to bother about you. (At least, I am)
Hah. Now I've got all that out of my system...
(: I'm happy now.
Tomorrow there's remedial. Blah.