mwsy's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stupid f**king bimbos I give up, I'm not going to do anything about the (insert your own f-word in here) planks anymore, if the class chairperson doesn't do anything about it, why should I? I don't even have to help out for heaven's sake. I just pity them becuase not a single thing has been accomplished at all. Why do I always have to bother with things that I have no need at all to do, but I do because I'm trying to be nice, and I don't get appriciated at all? I'm not a maid, I do it because the sorry assholes haven't got a thing done AT ALL. AT ALL. Then Evlina said she would discuss the problem with the tsatkeles and guess what I heard? The "discussion" consisted of neos being taken out of wallets and Maybe they discuss about the plank problem via telepathy, wow, could they teach me that? Meanwhile I have decided: No answer, no planks. Call me a bitch, but I'd like a little appriciation once in awhile, and I'd like it if you didn't pass nasty comments about me HELPING YOU. Any of you bimbos reading this, fuck you. I don't even need to help you guys at all, I'm sick and tired of being treated like a maid, I'm only human, even maids get better treatment. I hate being used. I hate being gossiped about becuase I was trying to help. Fuck you assholes, I hope I never see your face again, go to a sports class and gossip your heart out. Oh yes, my kicking of your seats today was because I was trying to vent my frustation. Marks sucked. No comment, message or sms me if you want my marks. ~Mel 8:26 p.m. - Thursday, Oct. 23, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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