Phase I: My Boyfriend
.... He made me cry. *insert sad face*
Phase II: The BBQ
-we got lost....I wasted two miles of my life.
-What the hell is the Lower East Side?
answer: Where they stash spanish people and rats.
-Who were the army of skanks? Someone had to have herpes... I could feel it in the air.
-Ok so dude where's my piece of chicken?
-did he just cover up my text message?.... frickin douchebag.
- Oh you think I'm cute, where the hell is my piece of chicken?
-We are so outta here, wait, where's my glasses??
Bitch betta not have stole my Pradas.
-What the eff is the M146 bus??
-Delancey?? oh no Delancey here...just rats.
-Mickey D's.... *insert heaven sound*
- where the hell did you find Top Pop??
- Wooh, was that all I did Saturday?
Answer: YUP!
Phase III: Summer Interns
Euphie is going to bag all of them.
Some dude who obviously had a girlfriend who he illegitimately broke up with for the summer, only after admitted that he was only attracted to her for her sex drive who I told numerous times I had a boyfriend.... he was still flirting....fricking douchebag.
aminem gets tea bagged by cultural ass sore, Sacha Baron Cohen....ha ha hilarious but still great!
When my roommate's ask how was this reason....I will be like ehhhhhh wink wink
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Even the Truth is a Lie
Truth: I have the exact change to pay for my fifth new pair of shoes in the last 30 days.
Lie: I just spent some of that money to climb my way out of debt.
Truth: I am a fashion student, has great style and many of my teachers say I have immense potential.
Lie: I am horribly lazy and has yet to receive an outstanding grade in any of my sewing classes.
Truth: I am a hustler and will find a way to find the money to find a way to entertain myself and get what I want.
Lie: Most of the time, that money comes from my mommy, my aunt, or my granny. So in reality, I am just spoiled and always think I should get what I want.
Truth: I have a very affectionate boyfriend who I see fairly often.
Lie: At this point, we break up everyday and I think he is quite over the relationship. There is a chance that I just verbally attack him and corner him into being with me.
Truth: My boyfriend loves me.
Lie: He also said he loved me, the exact same day he kissed a girl in his math class.
Truth: I get dressed everyday and go outside.
Lie: Most of the time, I am not going anywhere that I need to go.
Truth: I am young, beautiful, and stylish living in New York.
Lie: All of that does not equal half of the accomplishments many of peers have already achieved.
Nothing is as it seems, and sometimes a smile is masking a smirk. Sometimes love can be masking deceit. Sometimes we can overcompensate to distract from our shortcomings. I'm not exactly sure what everyone else's story is. Mine is of a little girl that never understands what is a truth and what is a lie. It's never that black and white........
Myabe the truth is a lie.
Lie: I just spent some of that money to climb my way out of debt.
Truth: I am a fashion student, has great style and many of my teachers say I have immense potential.
Lie: I am horribly lazy and has yet to receive an outstanding grade in any of my sewing classes.
Truth: I am a hustler and will find a way to find the money to find a way to entertain myself and get what I want.
Lie: Most of the time, that money comes from my mommy, my aunt, or my granny. So in reality, I am just spoiled and always think I should get what I want.
Truth: I have a very affectionate boyfriend who I see fairly often.
Lie: At this point, we break up everyday and I think he is quite over the relationship. There is a chance that I just verbally attack him and corner him into being with me.
Truth: My boyfriend loves me.
Lie: He also said he loved me, the exact same day he kissed a girl in his math class.
Truth: I get dressed everyday and go outside.
Lie: Most of the time, I am not going anywhere that I need to go.
Truth: I am young, beautiful, and stylish living in New York.
Lie: All of that does not equal half of the accomplishments many of peers have already achieved.
Nothing is as it seems, and sometimes a smile is masking a smirk. Sometimes love can be masking deceit. Sometimes we can overcompensate to distract from our shortcomings. I'm not exactly sure what everyone else's story is. Mine is of a little girl that never understands what is a truth and what is a lie. It's never that black and white........
Myabe the truth is a lie.
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