*Bitchy? Sorry I wasn't taught how to say fuck you politely.*
Just had to write a short entry on sheepeople. Baa.
Its amazing how low my tolerance is for stupid people. But I suppose it isn't just that they are stupid as much as they are intolerant. There are far too many people out there that see the world in the narrowest of terms; unable to see that there is more than one way through life. The road ahead doesn't have to be in a boring, treeless straight line. It can be curvy, and twisted and full of crazy stops along the way.
Unfortunately I see these retards as speed bumps I need to hit at Mach 5. Hit em' hard and hit em' fast.
If my personal life is the subject of your conversation ... you really should get out more. The only time that it is up for conversation is if I bring it up, and I'm present. More importantly, if my lifestyle is of any concern to you, you better be a friend or family member. If you don't fit into one of those categories - Run. Run far and ran quickly because I will track you down and beat you with my flip-flop. And honestly there is nothing worse than making a fat girl run. We don't like it and we aren't happy when we reach our destination. You've been warned.
These people need to stop breeding.
I should probably be more tolerant but it's very hard to do so when you see some of the retarded shit people do!
~ When you see a sign that says " Door broken - Please use other door" what should you do? You should walk the extra 10 feet to the door that is OPEN and not CHAINED closed!!!! What you *shouldn't* do is wail on broken door to try and get it open. What part of DOOR BROKEN is a problem for you? To make this even more frustrating and mind-boggling...these are freaking COLLEGE STUDENTS and mostly ACTIVE DUTY military. I'm scared if that is what is protecting me and mine!!!!!
~ ~ Logging on to a computer is not rocket science. Really, it's not. But if you find it difficult then ask. I'm sitting right the fuck there. AND the directions for logging on to our computers is written out on the white board. The very same white board you are facing. It's literally written in RED pen. How can *you* look right at the board, type away in the log on screen and *still* not get it to log on. What's worse you look at the board try and again, and then leave when you can't get it. REALLY??? O.M.G. *shakes head*
~ That little red light at the Intersection means STOP. It's not a suggestion or a possibility. When it lights up, you stop. Simple. Easy. Straight-forward. My light is green, so I know yours was red. You are very fucking lucky you didn't actually hit me. I would have shoved my flip-flop so far up an orifice you would have shit rubber for a month. Just sayin.
I'm surrounded, well, at least that's what it feels like sometimes.
I have a problem with stupid people and people who justify their belief system by tearing down other people's lives and lifestyles. My life is not proof that you are right: it merely illustrates your own ignorance and complete lack of understanding.
Sheep people....*sigh* You are here and you are many. I'm scared. HAHAHAHHAAA. *sigh*
