Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Neighbors

I hate living in apartments cuz the fucking assholes that live here complain about anthing and everything. The stupid bitch who lives underneath me called the cops at ten thirty at night on me because she had a leak in her bathroom ceiling. I was like super super pissed. I called the landlord, and he told me she is crazy and apologized. I was like, you dont have to apologize, but she should. I was in bed for school, and my husband was in bed for work. Like we really want to get up and deal with some stupid police officers. And then, she comes up to my apartment like every week to tell me were making noises, or being to loud, or playing music too loud, or whatever she can think of to bitch about. I feel like drilling a whole through the floor and really pouring liquid down it so she can have a real leak caused by us haha just kidding. i wouldnt do that, but it would be a good way to get rid of my anger.

Oh, and another thing i hate is liars. I FUCKING HATE THEM. Why lie? Whats the point. I hate it. If your that embaressed about your fuck ups, then go fuck yourself, but dont fucking lie to me in the process. Dont pretend to be nice, or be my friend if you are going to lie. My name is Ali motherfucking Durst, and dont get shit twisted. Dont fucking lie, always tell the truth. I was raised that liars, cheaters, and theives are bad. And you shouldnt be one, two, or any of them. I refuse to lie to people, i would just tell them like it fucking is and if they dont like it they can kiss my white caucasion fucking ass.

And another thing is, i hate people who are woosies, in better language. Girls who think they can talk to you however they want, and talk shit, but cant bring it. People who like to start shit, then want it stopped. Dont waste my time.

Sorry if this blog sounds like a bunch of bitching and randomness but each comment goes along with a greater in detail story that i dont feel like typing but oh well.

So all you apartment bitchers, liars, and woosie talking shit women get out my way!!!

Monday, April 19, 2010

Making up last weeks Case Study

OK, so I just turned in my second paper. I did both four page essays first, and I'm feeling pretty good about my essay I just wrote. It is about why the smoking ban is good. And I am actually proud of myself for being able to look at this from someone else's perspective, despite my deep hatred for this law. I have two weeks left for my three page and two page papers, but I am not even sure about what I want my topics to be. I'm kind of nervous, but I know once I figure out my topics, I will be able to in the words of Larry the cable guy 'Get-err-done!' I also am so excited about only three weeks of school left, but anyways, I feel good about my performance in the last half of the semester of English class.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Rent-a-cops

Ok, so im extremely pissed right now. I hate the Smoking ban @ ICC. Its utterly freaking retarted. So heres a quite humerous story. Today i was standing in the middle of the Visitors Lot. Since ive heard you can smoke by your cars, whatever i was smoking by a car. I light the ciggarette. Put it to my lips, dont even get half a drag when i hear some guy say "excuse me!" i turn around and guess what i see. Some Rent a cop in a golf cart. I was like uhh, how can i help you? He was like umm you cant smoke on campus. I was like umm, im standing in the middle of the visitors lot i thought you could smoke by your car. He was like, umm well are you a student here. Im thinking, no freaking shit, do you not see my damn back pack. Well, aparently he cant put back pack and @ ICC together, so whatever. Im like yes of cource im a student here. DUAH!!! But anyways he is like, umm students cant park in the Visitors Lot. Im like, i know that. He is like well is this your car, im like no i dont have a car. He is like let me see your ID. I am like ummmmmmmm..... no. He was like do you have and id, i was like umm no i dont have an ID. He looked at my purse and looked at me and was like umm you dont have an id in your purse. i was like no i dont. he was like well every student gets issued a student id. i was like i dont freaking have one. he was like well whats your name. so i told him my name. And he was like umm i have to report your name into the deans office, and if you get caught smoking again, then you will be called down and punished. I looked at him and was like umm, what the heck. Like will they give me a detention or what. So yeah, i got super pissed. And i still am. so i walked around the corner after he left and lit up another one. On purpose. Screw the smoking ban, they should make designated smoking areas then people who need nicotine wont get pissed because peoplea are depriving me of my addiction. Thats all i have to say.