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OOOH I HATE IT ALL - EVERYTHING ABOUT IT - YOU AGE TOO QUICKLY YOU LEARN TOO SLOWLY YOU SEE EVERYONE ELSE GET LUCKIER THAN YOU - YOUR THE MIDDLE CHILD NOBODY CARES ABOUT - NOT THE OLDEST NOT THE YOUNGEST, NOT THE RIGHT GENDER, NOT THE RIGHT HEIGHT -  YOU GET A PROMOTION AND YOU END UP WORKING WITH ASSHOLES - YOUR EFFING CO-WORKERS TAKE SO MUCH TIME OFF  YOU WONDER WHY DO THEY EVEN HAVE THIS JOB  - YOU QUIT A 2ND JOB ONLY TO FIND THAT YOUR PRIMARY JOB IS GOING TO GIVE YOU A HEFTY PAY CUT , YOU PLAN YOUR VERY FIRST  FOREIGN VACATION AND AN EQUAKE HAPPENS RIGHT BEFORE -   YOUR THE ODDBALL ON A FLIGHT  SITTING NEXT TO A GROUP OF 5 PEOPLE WHO DON'T KNOW YOU & YOUR  THE STRANGER  GIVEN THAT 6TH SEAT  -  WHILE YOU SIT ACROSS THE AISLE FROM SOMEONE TRAVELING SOLO AND HAS THE ENTIRE ROW TO HERSELF - AND FOR 2 HOURS YOU FEEL OUT OF PLACE UP IN THE AIR -  EVERYBODY THAT SEES YOU COUGHS - YOU WALK BY A  PARKED CAR AND THEY BLOW THEIR  ANNOYING ALARMS AS IF YOU WERE GOING TO STEAL THEIR CAR WHEN YOU JUST GOT OUT OF YOUR OWN CAR - YOU SIGN UP FOR HIGH SPEED INTERNET - AND IT'S STILL DIAL UP SPEED - BECAUSE ANOTHER FASTER SERVICES HAS COME ALONG - YOU WERE LAUGHED AT CAUSE YOU HAD A TRACFONE BEFORE PREPAID BECAME MAINSTREAM - YOUR OVERWEIGHT AND YOU CAN'T SEE THAT WELL AND YOU'VE BEEN COMPLACENT FOR 10 YEARS PLUS- Can you tell I have anti-social tendencies????

I Hate This Anxiety Most of ALL - I want to destroy something, I hate the impatience, Ihate the anger that's inside.   I hate that I can't control the simplest things - I hate that money is all that people really care about  and I hate that you need so much of it to live even decently - I hate that I  learned one language well  only to find that years later it would be better to be bilingual and people from your own country frown upon you.    I wish I came from a larger family - I wish some family members would be more trusting and open of one another and at least knew how to handle finances.   I wish I got a better job with better co-workers.  You wish I would just shut up while some would  want me to talk more....BUT THIS IS MY RANT - LIFE'S A BITCH  2 ME  -  THEN JUST WHEN YOU THOUGHT  IT WAS GOING TO GET BETTER,  YOU CROAK   - OOH I HATE IT ALL-  - And When that time comes and I'm gone  - Who're you going to pick on next????  

so my "beST" friend changed so much from when we became besties....number 1 the bitch tells her mom everything so im like what the hell..your not 2 b trusted if u just go off and tell your god damn MOM everything i say and its just supposed to be between me and you!! number 2 she copys everything that i do!! like i have been in love with  headbands since i was in 4th grade..and yeaa i know alot of other people like headbands but still listen...so now she decides to wear headbands  so i ignore it then i start falling in love with vests and nikes and jordans and i get my first northface which was really special 2 me! then this chick starts wearing the SAME EXACT STUFF I WEAR!! and you guessed it she got a NORTHFACE too!! so now the latest things..... she started getting smart with me and thinking shes all that but she says that i think that im all that and shit im like bitch S T F U! and she KEEPS GETTING THIS STUPID BITCHY ATTITUDE WITH  ME AND IS ALWAYS GETTING SMART WITH ME!! i am so pissed with her right now and she chews like a fucking goat!! and she always over exaggerates she just ughhhh!! shes not the same girl i called my bestie...ooh ooh i almost forgot how she always starts liking the guys i like like W T H! and i just cant even say anymore im tooooooo pissd off byee ranterss:)
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Some women annoy me greatly. I work at a shit hole of a nursing home. 90% of the staff there are women, with me so far? Okay, of that 90% 50% of them are incredibly ugly, unattractive, and look like they never bath. 25% of them are "older" women in their 40's or 50's. The older women are actually okay, I get along fine with them. The 50% of ugly unwashed things I manage to dodge throughout the day without them clawing at me for a handout, or to be a father to their five ass backwards kids. Okay, so that's pretty clear cut. The remaining 25% of passably good looking women there are mentally and emotionally transparent, nauseatingly insecure, and so stuck up I'd swear to the dear sweet Lord himself that they have a steel bar up their ass hole. God Almighty.....I'm tired of trying to avoid playing all their fucking games! The classic game of "your not important enough to make eye contact with" (which of course fails pitifully when I walk past a reflective surface and see them watching me as I leave), then there's the good ol' fashioned "Since this guy is even remotely polite and shows only the barest of common courtesies, like saying 'excuse me' when he cuts in front of me, then he must be a doormat and I'll try pushing each of his buttons a little bit at a time to see how far I can push him!" Then there is the ever present "he's answering me in quick short sentences. *Gasp* he must be really shy and trying to hit on me! It couldn't possibly be that he just doesn't give a RAT'S-GOD-DAMNED-RABIES-INFECTED-ASS WHAT I'm saying, and that he finds my presence so utterly and completely useless that he just wants to end the conversation!" So, the only competition these reasonably - and I stress, "REASONABLY" - good looking women have are old ladies, or disgusting, red neck, meth addict, housewives who's only purpose in life is to WASTE MY FUCKING TIME. They get so puffed up and snotty I swear to God I would love to drag them out to the parking lot by their shirt and smack some sense into them. *SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK*. But you know what the worst thing of all is? Huh? Do ya'? Do ya'? *Drum roll* ladies and gentlemen the winner is!!!!!!!!!!!! They are all such brain numbing BORES! I try to imagine them with a personality, and I get nothing....nothing. I cannot picture these fucking things with a personality. Contrary to a lot of women's (including the 25% at my work place) beliefs:

Sorry for profanity, I need to get this out. He has the worst mood swings ever! Today's event started when my sister needed help with her printer. He starting freaking out and yelling about how it was everyone's fault but his own. I remember all those times he flipped out at me. Once he was yelling at me and blaming me for misplacing the IPod charger over one of our vacations, I didn't even know we fucking had one! Turns out HE was the one who lost it. Of course then it was all smiles, how SILLY he was for losing it. He managed to forget the screaming in a few seconds.

OMFG, can we really say, that i've had enough reading your fucking facebook status updates! I mean really? We have to get updates ever damned hour? Hour 1: I woke up, its nice outside. Hour 2: I'm eating breakfast. Hour 3:  I'm taking a huge dump. Hour 4: OMG I DONT REALLY FUCKING CAREEEEE!!!!

Do you know how many stupid depressing facebook status's I have seen today? ARGH! If you were that depressed you would not be sitting on facebook all day writing status's about it! Lets see, I'm sitting here in a huge cloud of blackness and pain, OH! I know! I'll go update my status and tell everyone about it! Ok, I understand that some people may be reaaaally open or are crying out for help. But half of these people, when asked personally what is wrong, will just say 'Ahh it's nothing, dw about it'. IF YOU DON'T WANT TO FUCKING TELL ANYBODY THEN WHY THE HELL ARE YOU POSTING IT ON A WEBSITE WHERE ABOUT 800 PEOPLE OR HOWEVER MANY FRIENDS YOU HAVE ON IT ARE GOING TO SEE IT!!!!!!!! Is your status really more of a friend to you than I am? ARGH!! People are so pretentious and attention seeking. It pisses me offffff, and rant done!

I am ready to scream!

WHY OH WHY

Aaaaarrgh. How do I get myself into these situations? So Kev and I had broken up, we were both getting on fine, best friends, he was seeing someone, I was enjoying singledom, when all of a sudden we wind up in bed together? It's so stupid! Now we're both screwed, because he's realised he's still kinda in love with me, I'm wondering if I should have broken up with him, and we're both terrified of the lynch mob if people find out.. I'm not sure which one of us is worse off, him with the girlfriend he might end up hurting, or me who isn't sure if she should continue seeing people casually or hold out for him. Gaaaaaaaaaaah.

I still don't know why I decided to get married. I was a happy, self aware, independant, and intelligent woman. Then I got married. I'm just so fed up with fighting over the most retarded crap. If I have to hear my husband call me selfish one more time I swear I will kick him in the nuts even if that means we may not be able to have kids. I don't need someone to tell me where I can and can not go. I don't need a fucking puppy dog following me everywhere because he's worried something will happen to me! I'M 25 YEARS OLD DAMMIT.  I have the right to wear what I want and go where I want. I have the right to not feel guilty or worry that you will get angry every time I do something. You will have to get used to my opinions, I do not ask you to adopt them or even agree with them, I only ask that you respect them. I work just as hard as you do, you cannot dump on me because you think that a desk job is not work, screw you you can wash your own fucking clothes and cook your own damn meals. I will not be walked allover like a door mat.