| Overreaction to earlier...sorry all.
Just...I tend to post when I peak in anger. Not a good plan.
Why do I need to type/write when God hears it all?
Helps us through it?
No matter how angry I am, God's always there. I can feel him around me, I can feel him in my brain, haha.
So. Awesome.
And about that friend, I'm just overreacting, as usual...
Wish I wasn't such a hothead...damn these Canto genetics :P
JK I am a hothead in general, not due to my ethnicity(ies). |
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| FIRST you say I ignore you and don't call you to hang out.
THEN when I try to hang out you say "oohhh finals I can't hang out"
LASTLY I see you eating with people that I'm cool with...and you don't even THINK to call me.
Thanks a FUCKING lot.
FUCK FINALS. FUCK SCHOOL. |
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| So thanks for calling me to watch a movie and all.
Like, I don't have money. Nope nope.
Also, thanks for being in Emeryville already when you know I don't drive or have a way of getting there.
Sigh...such terrible planning.
Well, at least I'm not wasting money on 2012 tonight.
(I hate disaster movies). |
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| Lesson 5: Power of Charisma
A turkey was chatting with a bull “I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree,” sighed the turkey, but I haven’t got the energy.” “Well, why don’t you nibble on my droppings?” replied the bull. “They’re packed with nutrients.” The turkey pecked at a lump of dung and found that it gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, there he was proudly perched at the top of the tree. Soon he was spotted by a farmer, who shot the turkey out of the tree.
Moral of the story: Bullshit might get you to the top, but it wont keep you there. |
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