I went to the aquarium this sunday with leo. :s WHAT HAPPENED TO THE SMALLEST MONKEY IN THE WORLD?

WHERE DID IT GO?

ITS NO LONGER IN THE EXHIBIT :s I think i'll go kill myself now.

who ate the bloody monkey? was it you?

WTF?!

I am now computer litterate. I successfully intalled my new samsung printer unto my notebook :p HOORAY! See I knew I had hidden talents somewhere.

Unto more important issues: I have an upcoming Psch Midterm this Monday that requires me to study long hours. = / Can someone say: COFFEE FEST? (yea.......caffeine will be my daily dosage for these upcoming days of mine......how many calories is that?)

Note to self: I must get over this obsessive need to blow my salary away every chance I get.

Today I spent over 2 hundred $. Fucking unbelievalbe! Look it wasnt my fault that I had to buy a new cell phone ok? It just happened that I accidently poured scalding-hot water on my fido cell. = / Bad! Ummmm very bad! It was stupid of me to have poured hot water so close to my cell-phone. It was also stupid of me to not have seen it coming. Stupid...Stupid! I thought that the poor thing would live.....unfortunately I was wrong......so now my fido which had countless amounts of important phone #s stored in my phone has now been annihilated due to the copious amounts of hot water it bathed in.

Hence, due to my ongoing stupidity these days I have spent my whole pay-check on a new cell....a bikini top......wait make that two bikini tops.........and these cute shoes I bought at payless......i know why of all places "PAYLESS?" ....... well that's another stoy for another time.

Right now I would very much like to get some shut-eye for I have to be up and about in 5 hours time......... so GOOD NIGHT........or in this case..........GOOD DAY!

WHY IS EVERYONE PICKING ON ME ? =/ EVERYONE'S SO MEAN......IM SUCH A NICE PERSON / FRIEND AND ALL EVERYONE DOES IS MAKE FUN OF HOW I WRITE OR IN THIS CASE SPELL. YES ... YES I KNOW MY SPELLING IS HIDEOUS AND I HAVE THIS OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE NEED TO USE CAPPS IN MY BLOGGS, BUT WHO CARES? ......AND WHY ARE YOU READING THIS BY THE WAY? DO YOU HAVE NO LIFE OR SOMETHING?....YOUR EITHER ON THE COMPUTER READING OTHER PEOPLES BLOGGS OR JACKING OFF (lol)........LETS JUST SAY THAT THE INVENTION OF THE INTERNET HAS RUINED YOUR POTENTIAL OF HAVING A SOCIAL LIFE. AND YES....FYI I AM QUITE AWARE THAT MY GRAMMER HAS FAULTS....AND IF YOU DARE EDIT THIS RECENT BLOGG OF MINE FOR GRAMMATICAL & SPELLING ERRORS, YOU HAVE JUST PROVEN MY POINT OF WHY YOU ARE SUCH A LOSER! THANK YOU FOR TAKING YOUR TIME AND EFFORT IN READING MY RANT (i know how bad for the eyes CAPPS really are, but really dont take this too personally....this is a sign of how much I despise you all). SINCERELY, YOUR DEAR FRIEND AND SOCIAL NEMESSIS GLADYS OPEDA = )

A PAT ON THE BACK!

I am proud to say that I have'nt been on msn for a week now. 1 week! WOW! quite an accomplishment.....to bad I went online tonight...lol :D

FACEBOOK? what is that? is it like a book with your face on it....like WALLMART selling walls kind of thing? I DONT GET IT! no one tells me anything! (shut up gladys! stop whinning for the love of god!) lol... FYI I have a facebook....well techniquely I have a semi-facebook........i dont know how to use it :s Geeze dont blow faucet now.......I never said I was computer literate :P

My hypothesis

Am I the only one who is totally perplexed as to why guys like to wear baggy pants? Well, heres my hypothesis: I think they have something to hide. You know.........like their lil' Willy perhaps? Yes, yes I know Gladys is very sick-minded, but honestly, I think this is the real reason behind this. To bad we dont live in the seventies or eighties anymore, that way all the girls can have the time of their life checking out the guyz booties :p ENOUGH WITH THE BAGGY PANTS I SAY & IN COMES THE BUTT HUGGERS! Sincerely Your Highly Inquisitive Friend, Gladys

DEAR JACKASS!

when i got THIS job @ WRAPZONE, I did not sign up to be your fucking secretary, housecleaner or MANAGER! Godammit! this is just to much stress for one chica to handle! (be aware, I maybe breaking out! Proactive?) NOW you tell me Im responsible for doing the schedule? Nu uh bucko........no sireee! No way am I gonna go near a bloody spreadshit and start typing away. I can't; even connect my bloody internet to my fucking computer, let along use a microsoft excel! (thank you crissy for helping me out by the way!) I may have to go all *white* in this case--if worse comes to worse... EARLS might hire me....hmm wont kill me to consider that option though. Oh yea did I forgot to tell you that I am broke--as in $50 something dollars broke....shit! Where did all my money go?

Note to self: MUST STOP SHOPPING! (burns a hole through your pocket!)

A V.I.P. RANT

I thought the library was suppose to be a quite place--a place to let your thoughts run amok without being disrupted by the noise pollution that surrounds us everyday. If so, then why the fuck is that mofo. lady whose fat ass is parked in front of the computer table flapping her ducky mouth? Stupid fucker-- Ya'll Shut up! I can't hear myself think!

Without scruples

You with your ugly white socks peeking through,
you who sits right across from me,
you smile rather obnoxiously,
gawking and staring
like a serpent on land,
crawling and leering with
your geeky glasses askew,
You are not cool and supreme,
just because you have your blackberry in one hand,
and a PSP in the other,
do not think that you are socially acceptable,
for you are not.

Do not look at me--
those condescending eyes--
the foul game we play,
pointing and accusing,
the silent cries unheard,
dirt that spewing
from those unflappable lips,
we
shall speak the truth.

Tis not the blame game.

~go~

Look at me

I do not wish to be a pawn in this lifetime--to be moved around for the sake of the game,
Like a centerpiece that is overlooked, I am only for show.
Not the pretty one, not the ugly one--I just cease to be.
I ask only that you permit me to live as I wish, and perhaps be respected and not judged.
I am not perfect. I am only a human--mortal beings who whether it be by choice or faith, shall perish in the end.

LYSOL?

She was a no show last night. How very disappointing. Oh well at least I had Annie to hit on :p Lysol.......what to say about her........I wanted a reconciliation with her in order to put our differences aside and renew our friendship or what was left of it. I dont think I'll think too much on the subject because it will only give me a headache. At least our get together was fun, it reminded me of the fun we had in highschool--the closeness of friends--the witty banter--inside jokes--the closeness of it all. I miss that.

Our first real conversation--deep and soulful--sincere from the heart. I can come to terms now with my past actions. I won't go to confession this coming week. I feel like I cannot stand before the man of cloth and be condemmed for what I have done--I have commited no sin--this I know. I will be content as to where things stand, and for now I will accept what I have done and in doing so forgive myself in the process.

I was riding the transit bus today on my way to work. I thought I smelled fire, but it was only the lady sitting beside me, I believe she passed gas. =/

Cherish :)

I was given a sacred gift today by a precious friend: a cross blessed by the Pope. I wore it around my neck this afternoon, but I had to take it off. Right now I feel as if I'm not worthy enough to wear something so precious, but I will store this precious gift somewhere safe. I am touched that this special friend of mine believes that I am worth the effort of saving. At the moment I'm not happy with myself. Part of my self respect has been destroyed. I have somehow lost my way this couple of years, lost the anchor of my true being, a fraction of my identity has been fractured--I do not know how to get it back, if ever. I envy this friend of mine, I envy her moral beliefs, her religious ways and moral ethics, she remains true to herself and this is what I envy the most. I want to believe that I am worth the effort of saving, but right now I'm not so sure.

Worn out, the shelling on the floor, cracked, used shattered to million pieces. Tiny hands, unable to reconstruct the damage's done, torn and worn down. Pain, pain unable to comprehend,

I was untouched two days ago and now things are different.

THERE IS A WICKED WIND OUTSIDE......RUN AWAY!

Your not a mother!

This has been the second time in one month that it has happened. Gladys to the rescue! My goodness, how can you call yourself a mother if you happen to loose your child in the library. This should be illegalized/banned.......someone call social services for this sorry excuse of a mother. Twice that this has happened, not that it isn't grattifying to help a helpless child and all, but seriously, take better care of your kids or stop copulating!

I'm on a strict diet: it consists of no carbs, lots of fiber, and ........... it seems to work except I keep passing out.

dumm....that was DUM!

"THANK YOU FOR USING FIDO!" yea right, NOT! Seven minutes....that cost me seven minutes and something seconds...the operator was dumm/stupid/and idiotic! I felt like I was talking to a retarted person or something, but what do you expect from a voice messaging service? Crap that's what.

On a positive note, I ran into Lysol at the mall...... she saw me in my ugliest, most comfy outfit ever: My Beloved PJs. To compensate for my sorry excuse of an attire, I gave her a heartstopping smile, and a bone-jarring hug. I wished her a fucking b-lated new years; and,well that was that.

:D <3333333333

wow i had fun today!!

Do I wear jeans or do I wear sweats? Take a bath or don't? Straighten my hair or let it be kinky. Huh...I guess this calls for a dilemma. I wish I knew what goes on in a guys head then I wouldn't ba as self conscious in my appearance.....god should I wear makeup? All those magazines that says: girls are more perceptive in the way a guy think is a total bull.

OKay here is what i'm going to do: nothing. :)

wow i had like a super new years eve! i mean like how fun was that! lets see, i spent all freaking evening with my family doing god knows nothing and drinking orange juice for god sakes! JESUS! even a low-life would have had a better new years than me! Furthermore, i got called a, "BITCH' over msn by some scum in the name of chris and for what? well lets see, somehow he found out that there was a party at hilliers and that i was invited....since i felt so guilty leaving my so called *friend(s) behind (ahem!) i decided to not atttend. Next thing i know, the little backstabbing midget goes off without me! BLOoDY-BaLL-SuCKiNG SoN OF A BITCH OF A BASTARD! lol ...... oooh boy look at me rant.....whatever so our next get together (and yes it is all planned out.....thanks to arman and annies grey matter) is on Tuesday.....lets it go without a hitch baby!