rAnDommmnessss xoxo

I wouldn’t call myself a mean person, but I would be lying. I sort of love criticizing people, especially girls. But I think it is ridiculous when girls have photo albums entitled RaNdOm!! And it consists of awkward shots of themselves in their bed, in the bathroom or on the phone. Who enjoys looking at these? Can you put a kitten or a baby in your hands so we have something else to look at other than your huge fucking face? Obviously these people think they are attractive but in most cases they are the most repulsive people on the planet. And underneath their photos are captions that say “just me” or something mind numbingly stupid and superfluous, Maybe its JUST ME but it makes me want to barf, everywhere.

And now, one of those girls that went to my high school is engaged. YIKES. I do NOT want to be engaged but why is it when someone foul finds happiness I am bitter about it? I wasn’t close with this girl but when I walked into Fox and the Hound over the summer, I said hi. Literally after two seconds of exchanging pleasantries she mentions her boyfriend. Fine. That’s sweet, glad you’re happy. But then she tells me her mom doesn’t like him. I don’t know her mom, I don’t ask her why, and I don’t care why. But she goes on and says “LIKE I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT COULD GET ME PREGNANT, YOU KNOW? SO I ASKED MY MOM.” That person is engaged, probably going to have kids right away. She is also voting for John McCain, just to tie things into politics. hum HOOO.

Maybe I am malicious because Paris was not being cute today. I woke up to ASSHOLES tearing up the sidewalk at 7 AM in the morning. My bed was seriously fucking shaking like a vibrating hotel bed. I was swearing so much and SLAMMING things down. Lauren was actually frightened of my intensity. I HATE mornings, especially when I am woken up earlier than I expected. Then I had to go to Shalini Legall’s class, my idiotic art teacher. I gave the construction workers dirty looks as I passed them this afternoon, maybe they will get the point and drop dead. Then we went to McDonalds for the purpose of Monopoly but it isn’t going on in France. And they do not have iced coffee, so it is useless to me. And I went to the photo lab to develop film and I think something is WRONG with my camera because most of the negatives were overexposed. And I left around 9 in the rain, without my umbrella. Why is Paris so dreary tonight? Hum ho?