// been a minute, so here we go!//

so, you’re 30…what do you want to do with your life?  i’m sick of people asking me that damn question.  you should know by now….that’s a crock of shit.  i’ve never known what i wanted to do and i still don’t and i don’t feel bad for admitting that.  the only thing that’s ever made me truly happen is singing and that’s why i go to karaoke 3 times a week.  ever since i was a kid, i’ve been screaming at the top of my lungs, getting yelled at to turn it down…moving and grooving.  i didn’t want to go to college because i didn’t know and i’m glad that i didn’t.  having to hear about all of my friends college debts and their loans and their moaning, makes me feel better that i don’t have to worry about that nonsense.  especially because most of them don’t have jobs in their fields.  what a waste of time and money that was, eh?  what do i want to do?  sing, dance, sleep, drink, laugh, watch tv or movies, pet my cats….and i’m doing it….so you can take that question and shove it up your ass!

// yea, you, you douchebag//

how dare you try to make me feel bad about some fucking shit you did?  manipulation is a bitch.  why can’t people take responsibility for how shitty they can be?  nah, i’ll just make you think that it was your fault and wash my hands clean.  i don’t think so bozo.  you can shove that kind of mentality up your a-hole.  yea, i’m bitter….so what

// yea, you, you douchebag//

how dare you try to make me feel bad about some fucking shit you did?  manipulation is a bitch.  why can’t people take responsibility for how shitty they can be?  nah, i’ll just make you think that it was your fault and wash my hands clean.  i don’t think so bozo.  you can shove that kind of mentality up your a-hole.  yea, i’m bitter….so what

// Dear Movie-goers…..you best behave yourselves!//

If you talk during a movie, you are an ASSHOLE!  It’s fine to talk during the previews, but once the movie starts you need to shut the hell up.  I did not pay this ridiculous amount of money to listen to words come out of your dumb head while I’m trying to pay attention to what’s going on.  

Also, who shows up to a movie after the previews are over?  Give me a fucking break and wait for the next showing dick.   You are distracting me and no I will not move down so you and your friend can sit together.  Why do you have to sit next to them anyways?  Because I know you are not going to chat during the movie are you?  

You next to me with the cell phone texting away…….I’m going to nab that shit out of your hand and throw it down front if you don’t quit it!  So fucking rude.

Never thought this would happen:  Halfway through this film, I swore I heard the girl next to me fart.  She looked embarrassed and her friend was trying not to laugh.  I thought, now that’s funny.  Then it happened again.  Then I noticed one of the girls leaning forward in front of her.  I quickly realized that her friend hadn’t farted at all(darn).  She had brought her dog in with her and was trying to calm it down.  I almost lost my shit.  Thankfully for her, the dog remained quiet after that.  Who in their god-damned right mind says to themselves, “I’m sure it’ll be all right if I bring my dog with me to the movies.”  Are you retarded?  Yes.  Just as retarded as parents are when they bring their devil children to the movies.  Find a sitter and enjoy a night to yourselves you morons.

// dont’ get me wrong, i like dogs, but…..//

i’m having a problem with dog owners.  especially as a pedestrian trying to get to and from work and home when work is done for the day.  just because you have a dog does not give you the right to take up the entire sidewalk!  you should know better.  you live in new york where there are millions of people and nothing makes you special by walking around with a furry animal attached to a leash.  in some neighborhoods it’s almost as if there are more dogs than there are people.  be a good new yorker and keep your dog’s leash a bit shorter and closer to you when you waddle down the street.  it shows that you are in control of your animal and that you respect your fellow neighbors.  get with it!  and don’t look at me like i’m the crazy person when i can’t get around you and your freaking dog!

// hope//

i used to despise the word….always stated that i hated the word….because i never believed in it…..and now after all of this time…i’ve been wondering if my disbelief has done any good?  i’ve been thinking maybe that’s been my problem….that i haven’t believed in anything….really believed in anything?   i haven’t believed in my family because they haven’t really been there for me in the capacity that i would have like them to be, but then i think to myself that they are people too….they have their own disbeliefs to deal with….their own…misgivings…..i’ve just always wanted to be there for them…..and over the later part of the years it hasn’t been as a daughter but as another human being that is listening to another human being that has a common bond….i’ve reached and reached and found myself fighting my own mind to try and deal with everything and everyone on my own and it doesn’t work that way…..i’m not well….and it’s going to take quite some time to feel well again…..

// just because you can…..//

people like to give me shit about being so personal on my facebook or on my blog or in person…..and i don’t fucking care…..i’m not ever going to apologize for myself or my actions, because they all have consequences and i have to live with them for the rest of my life….i don’t want anyone to feel like they are alone in their thoughts or emotions or that they are weird or different from anyone else….we are what we are and we shouldn’t be ashamed to be so…..unless you are uber creepo!  of course there are limitations to that…..hello!   someone asked me once, “how are you so comfortable with yourself that you don’t care what anybody thinks about you?”  i started to try and answer that question, never really ever having to think about it before and then when i tried to begin a fight broke out behind me and i got shoved onto the ground……all i remember saying was, i don’t know….i just know what makes me happy and i don’t ever apologize for it…..no matter what age group it’s geared towards or if it’s not cool to like at the time…..if i like it, then i like it….fuck it…..i mean, i’m wearing a duplication ring from one of the characters of Vampire Diaries….cause i like that show and i like the ring and i don’t care what anyone thinks of me because of it….you generally laugh at me because of it, i laugh with you and then i forget about you…cause you are not as cool as me……teehee…think about it….

// girls…..//

if you don’t masturbate, then either you’re a big fat liar or you are depraving yourself of awesomeness…….don’t let all the guys have fun….you don’t have to watch as much porn as they do, but at least watch some every once in awhile….it’ll do you some good….pun totally intended.  then afterwards, have yourself a cig or a beer or both….you deserve it!

// in the age of cell-phones…..//

it enables people to be total douche bags!  if you can post something on my facebook, then you have time to respond to my text messages!  actually, it takes less time to reply to a text than it does to get on the internet, pull up facebook, go to my profile and post to it!  cell phones create another level of face-less douchebaggery that didn’t exist before.  if you made plans on the phone, it was generally a house phone(wow, remember those days when you had that and an answering machine?)and you pretty much had to keep those plans.  Cell phones give us opportunities to make up shit to cancel or be late.  Aww man, I know we were supposed to meet up in like 5 minutes, but somethings come up…..bullshit!  dammit, i could have made different plans you jerk!  

// dance god-dammit, dance!//

i can’t stand it when i go to a show and everyone just stands around, especially when it’s someone like empire of the sun or daft punk.  what the fuck are you there for then?  even more annoying than that is everyone trying to record the entire show on their stupid i-phones!  put your damn hands down, unless they are up in the air because they are flailing around because you are DANCING!  idiots!