Fucking People @ MindSay

T-take.
A-action.
A-against.
G-genocide.

guess what i did for lunch today?

i joined this club. my sister was in it but i hadn't heard anything about it till last night texting audrey. because she was all like 'oh yeah i have a taag meeting tomorrow but we can go to lunch afterwards.' and i was like oh yeah that genocide thing i didn't know still existed. i'll go with you.' and she's like 'wow amazing get more people to join.' and i tried elaine because i think she's the only one that would be mildly interested but noooo she has fucking lunch detention. and for what?

fucking tardies. that's stupid, by the way. if anyone wants my opinion on tardies. but moving on.

so i joined today. and it was fun. only it was just me, audrey, some girl named kim, and mrs. nielson the supervisor and mrs. moon who just came to whatever.

but we decided to start making posters to get more people and stuff. and apparently people don't know the meaning of genocide? holy crap. are you stupid? okay don't know what Darfur is but genocide? holy freaking crap. Holocaust? jeez.

but i'm sure there's like two people here on mindsay that don't know what that is, so here's the definition:

genocide-the systematic, planned annihilation of a racial, political, or cultural group.

oh and the Holocaust is one. and it's going on right now in Darfur. which is in Africa. it's like part of Sudan.


so yeah. i guess that's my story. so if anyone's more interested go here: www.savedarfur.org

my fucking life does not fucking revolve around september the fucking 11th.

okay??


i don't care if you lost someone, so did like 563984739853 other people. don't give me your crap, because i don't care. people die everyday. shut the fuck up.

and it's not like everyone knows that the planes didn't fucking bring down the buildings. i'm not a fucking conspiracist and i hardly believe anything that damn zeitgeist movie says, but fucking ass people. look at the evidence. no fucking plane could've brought that whole thing down like that. and not hit any other buildings? please. look people. quit being so dumb.

and quit telling me to 'respect' other people. shut the fucking hell up. i have my own shit to deal with. some dumb goverment shit that happened six fucking years ago that i don't even remember honestly doesn't fucking effect me. i don't care. i really honestly do not fucking care.



if i get any angry comments i swear i won't fucking reply. i'm not some dumbshit that'll delete them. i'll keep them. but don't come here starting any shitfaced fights. i don't fucking care about your 9/11 shit.

People are just stupid...end of story. I hate them...today at least.

 

so i gots a couple of things on my mind...

• 1.) i freaken find those astrology things funny...so i decided to go ahead and click it...lmao...*copy paste*

A new person in your life is intensifying efforts to communicate with you. Give yourself time to sort through how you feel about this, because you might not know how to react at first. This person is still a bit of a mystery to you, and you might not be quite sure what to think. Is it all some sort of joke? In a very odd way, this confusion will be refreshing and exciting to you. Instead of frustrating you, this person is putting you in touch with a new part of yourself.

LMFAO!!! is this not wtf i was talking about earlier...man, i've been laughing so hard all day when i think of this...

• 2.) some people can be so effing stupid sometimes...i mean there you are trying to be the better person, and fucking shit happens...i mean, COME THE FUCK ON!!! i am fucking working on this, and yet they fucking wanna act this way with me...it seems to me as if all i have to do is breathe for people to be saying stupid shit about me...i feel like listening to that Rumor song by L.Lohan...seriously!!!
  

  

• 3.) despite all this freaking drama...i went to the bar today, met some new AWESOME people, and some horny guys and had me a good time :) :) :) left at 9, and just got back into my room at freaken 3.30...so yeah, this has been a good relaxing moment...babe was so cute about "giving me permission" to go...lol...

sometimes, all you need to do is sit back, let the world pass you by and take in all the fucking drama it has to offer!!!

what to do what to do!!!

It's like everybody wants to be me or have me! I hate the word controlling because it just isn't significant to the situation. I hate it when people know what's best for me when they look at the situation from their point of view. They think they have it bad but when they look at it from my position...what in hell am I supposed to do? I'm trapped on all sides - parents nagging on me, the terrible controlling boyfriend pushing down on me, the friends who don't talk to me enough to know shooting me with rude and unkind jealousy. If I gave a rats-fucking ass about what any of those people thought I would be the ultimate idiot: the kind that gives a rats-fucking ass about what people think.
Don't tell me what to do. I'm smart enough to make my own decisions. Don't tell me what you think is best for me. I know where I want to go and how to get there. Don't look down on me. If you have to look down on me then I am better than you, 2-fold! Don't judge me. I'm not here for you to judge.
I will be a bitch to you when the time is right. I will kill you when you're not expecting it. If you want to make this into Mean Girls 2, go ahead. I will write another Burn Book and I will put it in your locker; your fingerprints will be all over it. Your semen will be the coverpage. I will get into your head. You will confess to writing the book you've never even seen.
I'm an arms dealer...w/weapons in the form of words. I will badly wound you with my voice. I will kill you with my looks because yes, my looks can kill! Once I'm done with you, you will wish the saying "Sticks & Stones...Words can never hurt me" was 100% true. My words will hit you in the balls.
People like to be in control. They like to tell other people what to do. I fucking hate it! I am SO sorry to each and every person I tried to control. It was wrong of me to do that. Please forgive me, because I'm being punished for it.
I wish people would stop telling me what to do. I'm not anybody's slave. I can think for myself; just because I'm young doesn't mean I'm an idiot. I do have a brain, and yes, it works.

Thank you for your time.