Saturday, August 28, 2010
The change in the Birthday party system
Now days, everyone is turning their birthday parties into a some-what club like entrance. What i mean by that, back the days, the host of the party would pay for everything. And a present is given as a return for that. But, now.. at birthday parties, it's turning into a club, where you have to pay an entrance fee. You're practically charging people to come to your party. They are also making a profit depending on the amount that is required from each person, and the amount of people. I guess, since the world is always changing, so it everything else with it. Including the system of birthday parties.
What ever happened to the exchange of gifts? I guess it's easier to pay entrance, but that's not how it's meant to be. See, some people aren't even allowed to enter without paying. But hey, how am i suppose to know what it's like to host a party like that. I find it's just rude, -just what my mother would say.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Hey you, yeah you. Mister, i don't pay more attention to my own girlfriend. This goes to you, and all the other guys like you. Don't fuck around! Cut the crap. Be grateful that you've got her. Make every moment cherish-able. You don't deserve her! Yet, treat her right. Go ahead, continue to chose your mates over her, go, i dare you. See what happens.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
10 things i hate about you -
I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around,
and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,
not even close
not even a little bit
not even at all.
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around,
and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,
not even close
not even a little bit
not even at all.
I absolutely love this movie.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
They broke up. She leaves, and goes off with his best friend.
Definition of bitch.
At times you can be down, sad and emotional. But by the end of the day, you know that you made the right choice not to try and get her back. You deserve much better, as well as you have a whole family behind you and the most caring mother in the world. I envy your strength.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Dr Phil
Just watched Dr Phil, and i find it sad how young people and teenagers bully so much, that it leads to the fact that the victim commits suicide. Faggots, get a real life.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
We will meet again.
I miss our hang outs.
I miss our deep converstaions.
I miss how great of a friend you were.
I miss the sensitive yet, tough person you are.
I miss when you came to me for advice.
I miss the promises you made.
I miss you.
I miss our deep converstaions.
I miss how great of a friend you were.
I miss the sensitive yet, tough person you are.
I miss when you came to me for advice.
I miss the promises you made.
I miss you.
And we don't even talk anymore.
The other route.
Don't you ever think of what your life would be like, where you would be, what would you be doing right now, if you have went the route.
I do, all the time.
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