Microsoft Publisher 2003 is giving me a fucking headache. I am so stressed. My shoulders hurt. Arrrggggghhhhhh!! Editing is a bitch too. Also finals week is the week after next. The pressure is on like a motherfucker.
So no, no post today. Will be back on Friday to bitch bout the fucking newsletter. You bet your ass on it.
I found this picture on one of those artsy photography blog that I always frequent. First of, what the fuck is up with this pic? This bimbo gets on my nerves so much, you have no idea.
Who the fuck sits in a corner, wear a fugly grandma dress and get all orgasmic over whatever-the-hell she is eating. Who?!! Whooo!? This bimbo apparently. The first 3 is not so bad but the last one. Oh Good God the last one. "Omigawd-look-at-me-making-my-cutesy-face. Look at me! Look at me! I'm so cute!!"
Bish plz. Don't make me hurt you.
You are not cute. Stop trying too hard. The fact that you made a seemingly cute face in the end does not make you cute. It just make you become one of the ridiculously annoying cutesy-Harajuku-wannabes that overpopulated my college. The ones that every time I look at them, I have to remind myself that murder borne of hate crime (for cutesy bitches wannabes) is a federal crime. Okay? I don't need this shit. I go to fffound.com to destress and look at pretty photos not at your constipated face.
If you are cute, you don't have to try be cute or make faces to show that you're cute. I'm cute. I don't even try to be cute. I am cute 24/7 and when I'm not that means I look smokin hot. Okay, that's a lie. But fact of the matter is that I don't sit in corners while wearing fugly dresses and making some orgasmic cutesy faces. When the fuck have anyone eaten anything in real life and reacted with that expression? Never I tell you. Only annoying bimbos like you.
One day I will end you and all of your kind.
Okay, back to newsletter.