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Thank God It’s Friday.
Thank God It’s Summer.
EDIT: I originally started this post yesterday while sitting at my 9-5, sporting a full-on curly fro from the humidity, but I stopped. I don’t even remember what I was going to write about? I think the picture above is super funny (and super accurate), so I refuse to let it go to waste. Oh, and lookout for a possible “psychadelic” live blogging session in the coming week. Ok, I’m going to go out and sweat now, bye. See ya tomorrow or Monday!!!
Double EDIT: I don’t sweat, I glow. Bye.
I would say, in my 21 years of existence as a highly temperamental Latina, I have only gotten myself in a few scuffles. They were both very quick in ending, but really hilarious to see. The first one took place when I was a sophomore. This chick Laura was this total “punk rock chick” who I just didn’t like, so of course, I did everything I could to make her life miserable. Did I mention this bitch was 6ft tall? (I’m 5′1″)….Anyway, aside from the vandalism that took place at her locker per my hand, I managed to somehow punch her in the back of the head. She reacted way too late, and only realized it was me who had hit her because some dumb bitch in a NOFX shirt snitched, and you could guess the rest. I only felt bad because in true highschool form, her friends hated me, and vice versa. It ended with my friend & I in the dean’s in trouble for harassment after she beat this other chick up in the halls while I laughed and threw stuff. Whoops.
-October 31st 2006: Again, some girl I had “beef” in hs with was at a party that I was at. She was this overweight, overly tan, overly slutty type that I wasn’t into. Since the blind lead the blind, of course she had this other shitty friend that I wasn’t into. Too much Everclear later, I ended up on top of a set of stairs with her friend trying to talk shit. I somehow, in my drunken stupor made a realllll shitty comment about her boob job. She then proceeded to try and throw her beer on me, but failed due to gravitational factors. I then began to laugh, and proceeded to spit in her face. She then went at me, but again, I decided to kick her. That whole night sucked, but I did hear later that she joined some sorority, but got kicked out because she blemished the sorority’s name by shitting on herself in front of many people, treattted.
-Broken Nose: I never fight, so hearing someone’s nose break was probably the weirdest/coolest/highly memorable-st thing at the time, I can’t lie. That day, my friends & I had driven up (or down, whatever) to Michigan to see my friend’s band play. We were in a horrible car accident that left us with a flat tire and me in one of those weird moods. Some bitch yelled at me about getting out of the bathroom, and I of course, flipped. This girl would not SHUT THE FUCK UP, so I kept waiting for her to do something reallll stupid. So of course, this dumb bitch’s friend, in those whack- ass Halloween ‘07 dunks proceeded to elbow me. Fuck that shit. I grab her and punch her. This bitch was disoriented instantly and went to attempt to grab me….since she was taller she basically was hugging me, ect ect. I, of course was worried about my North Face and/or Jordan 5’s getting blood on them…My friends & I got kicked out, but of course couldn’t leave due to, uh, flat tire. So while we are outside contemplating our escape, the OG bitch comes up and trys to act like I, Alicia Gutierrez, OWE HER SOMETHING. Of course this chick won’t even throw a punch and is standing by some stairs, and of course my friend continues to shove her ass down them. Best part though: Since we couldn’t leave, we got to see this chick come out, and her shit was fuccccccccckkkkkkked. All we did was yell: NERD!LOSER!TREATED! Immature? HIGHLY.
| From: |  Mid-West Freshness
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| Date: | Jun 4, 2008 10:19 PM |
| Subject: | ashley |
| Body: | i dont get u |
I never look at Myspace Bulletins mainly because they’re all promotions for events, surveys, “Hey I have new pixsss” etc; NOT INTERESTED. This particular one caught my eye however, because it was at the top of my list when I signed in. Lucky me, it was from one of my favorite characters that I previously blogged about once upon a time ago (post peeps HERE) Apparently if you’re fighting with your GF/BF/BFF, it is now socially acceptable to let the whole internet/Myspace/Facebook world know about it. This shit shouldn’t be new to me though, right? I mean, I DID have a pretty intense blog breakup a few months ago. I can’t believe I just said that. Gross. Anyway, it’s safe to assume that I wouldn’t date a man who asked me on a date via bulletin (take note);so I’ll make a logical wish, if there’s such a thing, and hope that someday, I am cause for an emergency, red alert, relationship “rough patch,” pre-breakup bulletin. It would go something like this:
“Mica” (As the subject)
“I don’t get it. You are a bitch. It’s over.
Sincerely, so and so.”
Fair enough. I clearly am.
