Random Rants XI: This Title Actually Has Some Imagination

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Also, that bully's little buttbuddy stole my seat again.

Apparently, diplomacy hasn't done anything to ease the situation, so...

If that twerp takes my seat again, I'll punch him in the face.

He gets his nastiness from his master. He's only a sidekick. Hell, he was a nice kid before he moved next door and started hanging out with him every day. It's that little spoiled freak that made him such a needle wound to everyone.

Also, my Geo teacher recommends me to Algebra 2 200 again, despite my average being a 95 for the semester. ARE YOU ********?

You're turning a minor issue into a soap opera.
 
ouch, I know what it's like man. I had it a couple weeks ago. That was a weird night of strange dreams/ nightmares/ psychotic hallucinations :ack:.

You bastard I was in springfield a little bit ago you probaly gave it to me. JK
 
You know what? It upsets me to see that my former friend has now become a bully because he's been hanging around some other kid every day.
 
My dad thinks he's so damn good with computers and he really isn't.

On the subject of my mouse being the problem: My dad says it isn't. I just plugged in another mouse. Guess what? The other mouse works just fine. JUST GODDAMN FINE. The other mouse is the problem. I wonder if he'll accept it or not?
 
My dad thinks he's so good at computer too. He thinks that the door opening sound when you're in AOL is someone trying to get into your computer :lol:
 
He thinks cookies are the reason our computer is slow. No, it's because a). It is almost 7 years old, b). It is a crappy model anyway.
 
He thinks cookies are the reason our computer is slow. No, it's because a). It is almost 7 years old, b). It is a crappy model anyway.

If your Dad knows what a "cookie" is in relation to computers then he's fairly knowledgable in my book.
 
I want to eat your cookies... :mischief:
 
God damn I hate people.

You may remember a rant I released a while ago about a party at my house and how much I was hating it, wishing everybody dead or at least to go home. Well, guess what happened yesterday. I got invited to a party which I can't really deny going to. Worst of all, it's going to be a booze-fuelled night of hideous behaviour, with 70+ participants. I hate being with two or three people, but 70! It's going to be Hell. :dubious:

I'm not going. I don't care how anti-social, or how strange I'll look. I am not going to a party.
 
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