Saturday, May 21, 2011

Confessions of an overly opinionated 18 year old...

With my High School Graduation on the horizon, I feel that it is time to make a few confessions and dish out some truth.

First, I don't get the point of drama!  Good, God!  I listen to other people talk on a regular basis and all I ever hear is "this bitch said that and this whore did this."   What kind of conversation is that?  I'm about sick of hearing who did who and what "that bitch" did to you because more than likely, you've done the same or worse.  Get over yourself.

Second, I cannot STAND clingy as shit people.  I don't care who the hell you are or who you THINK you are, I am not under any obligation to speak to you EVERY second of my life or even ever.  If I feel like talking, I'll talk.  If I don't, don't blow up my phone.  What I can't stand the most is when I tell you I'm busy and you blow up my phone with texts and phone calls.  I said that I was BUSY.  That means don't keep asking me "what's wrong?" or tell me to "answer my damn phone."  I guarantee you that I will not answer texts or calls because you're being an obnoxious little BITCH.

Third, what the hell does it mean when you sit there and BITCH and WHINE about someone else BITCHING and WHINING.  I don't get it.  Doesn't that make you a hypocrite or something to that effect?  Thought so.

Fourth, I absolutely will NOT stand for stupid people annoying me.  I don't want to hear your bitchy little voice in my ears.  You are IMMATURE and too ridiculous to realize that every single time you open your mouth and try to act cool, you're making yourself look like a complete IDIOT.

Fifth, I completely resent West Davidson.  This is probably the WORST place on the planet.  Maybe not THAT bad, but I would NEVER put my kids in school here.  Props to Mrs. Broadway, Mrs. Milstead, and Mr. Lawson, our principals, Mrs. Ponce, our Spanish teacher, and our Lunch ladies.  They might be the only good at WDHS.  Other than that, the people, the attitude, and the place as a whole is just 150% a shit hole.  When I say shit hole, I mean a big gaping hole in the Universe that sucks people in and turns them into wannabes, hypocrites, bitches, fucktards, and REDNECKS.  Sure, I enjoy my cowboy boots and hell to the yeah I love boys in cowboy hats, but give me a BREAK.  John Deere is NOT a fashion trend, it is on the BLACKLIST.  I will be graduating June 11th and don't plan on coming back around unless I'm coming to see Mrs. Ponce.

Aside from all that bitching... I've really kind of enjoyed my high school career...
Freshman year I was a scene, bandy, hardass...
Sophomore year I was obsessed with my boyfriend and lost all my friends, went on TWB that summer and made all the friends I could ever want.  I love them all!  I also did some absolutely ridiculous stuff that summer... STILL a hardass
Junior year, I gave up on school.  It was the most insanely effed up year.  I hated Jr year and yet, still a hardass.
Senior Year?  I'm here now.  I've gotta say, it's not what it's cracked up to be...  There aren't parties every weekend and there's nothing to do here... And yeah, I'm still a hardass.
JOKING ABOUT BEING A HARDASS. Do you even know me? Haha.

Sure, I MIGHT miss some of this, but I'm about to step into what I'd like to call PERFECTION.  High Point University is the most Extraordinary college I've ever been to.  That's where I'm going to be for the next 4 years and maybe more for Grad school.  ♥  I love it there and no one could argue that HPU is the BEST school in the world.

Shout out to my amazing boyfriend, Richard Roman.  I love him tons and am beyond excited to be seeing him on the day of Graduation up in NYC!

Hope you guys enjoyed it!

2 comments:

  1. " Second, I cannot STAND clingy as shit people. I don't care who the hell you are or who you THINK you are, I am not under any obligation to speak to you EVERY second of my life or even ever. If I feel like talking, I'll talk. If I don't, don't blow up my phone. What I can't stand the most is when I tell you I'm busy and you blow up my phone with texts and phone calls. I said that I was BUSY. That means don't keep asking me "what's wrong?" or tell me to "answer my damn phone." I guarantee you that I will not answer texts or calls because you're being an obnoxious little BITCH. "

    Completely agree with this confession of yours! So true..

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  2. Haha. You have NO idea how much I can't stand it. I am probably going to blow up one day and tell that person off. First, I need to grow some balls and just do it. ;D

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