I'm back haters :)
And with more rants, aha.
Now this rant is going to be about a girl this time. Yes. A girl. Ms.Poser.
I swear, she is so annoying. She has the worst case of acne on her face, its not even funny. And I don't know who she's trying to be. A Nerdy Bad-Ass?? Because that's exactly what she is.
She claims that she's in love with Star Wars, even though she probably has no idea who R2D2 is.
She tries to be this "bad-girl" type of persona, by shooting everyone down. Hun, if your going to be mean to everyone, NO ONE IS GOING TO LIKE YOU.
For example, I'm usually a funny, bubbly person, okay? So when people ask me if I'm on drugs, its usually okay. But when they overdo it, DUDE, YOU AIN'T COOL.
Ms.Poser- "What's your name again? I forgot."
Me: "Savannah."
Ms.Poser- "Oh, okay" *This is where I start to look at a whole bunch of key chains and start to giggle maniacally because they change into funny faces*
Ms.Poser- "Is she on drugs?"
Me- "No."
Ms.Poser- "I swear, she's like on drugs."
Me- "Am not. And why are you talking behind my back? Not cool."
Ms.Poser- "She's like on cocaine, ecstasy, and stuff like that."
Me- "Look, I'm just tired, and trying to lighten everyone up."
Ms.Poser- "Nobody gives a shit."
Me- "BITCH."
Okay, so maybe I didn't reply. But I should have, I just had to go. But yeah, she's so bitchy to me, AND ONLY ME. She also repeatedly calls me annoying, when I have never talked to her until 2 days ago. So, really she's just being retarded.
GO TO HELL.
#PosersAreBitches
Now that I'm done, I'm going to go munch on some twix.
Mmm, Twix
-Savannah
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Friday, March 28, 2014
Day 3 :3
Okay, I'm officially positive that my parents hate me. Here are just the slightest things that made me realize this:
1. My dad just yelled at me for not handing in a note to get out of school early, and smacked me on my head. Then he continues yelling at me for eating a doughnut. It was a really good doughnut though. Vanilla c:
2. I didn't want to straighten my hair yesterday, so my mom FORCED me to straighten my hair by basically beating me up in the corner of my bed with a comb.
3. My parents punish me for reading too long. And by punish, I mean scream at me and/or hitting me.
4. My mom scratched my thumb. I told her what she did and she told me that she didn't care.
No. My parents aren't abusive. They're just hispanic.
On other news. I'm going on a retreat today, and I'm spending 3 days (if you include today) without electronics. So I'm not going to be updating for a while, and I'm positive that I'm going to die.
They're going to invent a new cause of death because of me.
Internus. Don't die from it.
Oh, and I'm reading this book called "Reality Boy" and I really want to punch someone. The older sister (Tasha) lost her virginity at 12, was allowed to hump pillows in front of her parents (at age 11), has sex in the basement repeatedly (meaning everyday) at 21 years old, and calls her youngest brother gay and retarded. I WANT TO KILL THIS ASS. She's allowed to get away with anything, and she almost murdered her brother by suffocating him to death FOUR TIMES. And when the brother bites Tasha, he gets in trouble. WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL. IUEFPHIEONHIPEOMHPDOFMHKDPFMHKOPMOFL
#IFuckingHateTasha
-Savannah >:(
1. My dad just yelled at me for not handing in a note to get out of school early, and smacked me on my head. Then he continues yelling at me for eating a doughnut. It was a really good doughnut though. Vanilla c:
2. I didn't want to straighten my hair yesterday, so my mom FORCED me to straighten my hair by basically beating me up in the corner of my bed with a comb.
3. My parents punish me for reading too long. And by punish, I mean scream at me and/or hitting me.
4. My mom scratched my thumb. I told her what she did and she told me that she didn't care.
No. My parents aren't abusive. They're just hispanic.
On other news. I'm going on a retreat today, and I'm spending 3 days (if you include today) without electronics. So I'm not going to be updating for a while, and I'm positive that I'm going to die.
They're going to invent a new cause of death because of me.
Internus. Don't die from it.
Oh, and I'm reading this book called "Reality Boy" and I really want to punch someone. The older sister (Tasha) lost her virginity at 12, was allowed to hump pillows in front of her parents (at age 11), has sex in the basement repeatedly (meaning everyday) at 21 years old, and calls her youngest brother gay and retarded. I WANT TO KILL THIS ASS. She's allowed to get away with anything, and she almost murdered her brother by suffocating him to death FOUR TIMES. And when the brother bites Tasha, he gets in trouble. WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL. IUEFPHIEONHIPEOMHPDOFMHKDPFMHKOPMOFL
#IFuckingHateTasha
-Savannah >:(
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Day 2 ಠ_ಠ
Okay. So besides Hayzus, there is one other person I hate. Lets name him McUgly, BECAUSE THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HE IS. Here is a list of things that he does that annoys me so, SO much.
1. He THINKS he can sing. Like no no no no no. He cannot sing AT ALL. He is so off key its not even funny. And its not like he's playing around either. That's literally how he sings. We were in a musical, and he was SO BAD, the only good part was the evil laugh at the end. And if you tell him to shut up, HE WON'T. LIKE UGHHH.
2.His hair. He has like this stuck up straight hair (Without gel, mind you). It's like he TRIED to be Zayn Malik or something, but it didn't work, and now he's stuck with a roller coaster that only goes up for hair.
3. He's so racist, beyond belief. He thinks that Puerto Ricans are better than everyone and that everyone should bow down to them because they are God all mighty. And Puerto Ricans are awesome. But he is so full of himself for a guy that has no friends. He disses other races all the time, and it gets on my nerves.
4. He REFUSES to believe that he has no friends. He hangs out with my friends all the time, and he cannot take a hint that WE DON'T WANT HIM THERE. He's so annoying, and he talks so much, and his VOICE. UGH DONGJAHNJIOEAHJIEHDI.
5. He eats with his mouth open. If McUgly just existing isn't bad enough, he has to make this loud chewing noise with his MOUTH OPEN. CLOSE THAT SHIT.
6. He ruins every song, and then disses me when I tell him that I dislike a song. Today, he was singing #Selfie, and he ruined it. Here is a conversation we had today.
Me: I don't really like Justin Timberlake
McUgly: What is wrong with you? What songs do you like?I bet it's by Katy Perry, but whatever.
Me: Human by Christina Perri, Pompeii, Maybe by Shane Dawson, Dark Ho-
McUgly: YUP. ALL THE WRONG ONES. But first? Let me take a selfie. Dun dun dun dun...
Yup. What's wrong with Katy Perry?
Yeah. This kid is too annoying. GO AWAY. I hope he reads this, realizes that its about him, and then goes to cry in the corner. OH, and leaves me alone.
#SorrynotSorry
-Savannah (REMEMBER TO VOTE, YE BUTTS.)
1. He THINKS he can sing. Like no no no no no. He cannot sing AT ALL. He is so off key its not even funny. And its not like he's playing around either. That's literally how he sings. We were in a musical, and he was SO BAD, the only good part was the evil laugh at the end. And if you tell him to shut up, HE WON'T. LIKE UGHHH.
2.His hair. He has like this stuck up straight hair (Without gel, mind you). It's like he TRIED to be Zayn Malik or something, but it didn't work, and now he's stuck with a roller coaster that only goes up for hair.
3. He's so racist, beyond belief. He thinks that Puerto Ricans are better than everyone and that everyone should bow down to them because they are God all mighty. And Puerto Ricans are awesome. But he is so full of himself for a guy that has no friends. He disses other races all the time, and it gets on my nerves.
4. He REFUSES to believe that he has no friends. He hangs out with my friends all the time, and he cannot take a hint that WE DON'T WANT HIM THERE. He's so annoying, and he talks so much, and his VOICE. UGH DONGJAHNJIOEAHJIEHDI.
5. He eats with his mouth open. If McUgly just existing isn't bad enough, he has to make this loud chewing noise with his MOUTH OPEN. CLOSE THAT SHIT.
6. He ruins every song, and then disses me when I tell him that I dislike a song. Today, he was singing #Selfie, and he ruined it. Here is a conversation we had today.
Me: I don't really like Justin Timberlake
McUgly: What is wrong with you? What songs do you like?I bet it's by Katy Perry, but whatever.
Me: Human by Christina Perri, Pompeii, Maybe by Shane Dawson, Dark Ho-
McUgly: YUP. ALL THE WRONG ONES. But first? Let me take a selfie. Dun dun dun dun...
Yup. What's wrong with Katy Perry?
Yeah. This kid is too annoying. GO AWAY. I hope he reads this, realizes that its about him, and then goes to cry in the corner. OH, and leaves me alone.
#SorrynotSorry
-Savannah (REMEMBER TO VOTE, YE BUTTS.)
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Day 1 .-.
I'm officially starting this shiznit up. Why March 25th? I don't even know. I just thought that I needed something to do in life besides read books on wattpad all day and cry about my failing love life. So TA-DA! This is the official blog of me. Not that interesting.... but whatever.
What this blog is going to be about? Well, it's basically my diary. My very public diary.
I guess I should start. For Privacy Reasons, every one's name shall be encoded in some weird name. So to you, I'm Savannah.
Very creative, I realize.
Anyway, Let me start way back. Way back meaning 6th grade. Okay, so I was freaking out. Like OMG! Middle school! When, seriously, It isn't that big of a deal. So there were many kids in my class, and one of them I just decided to hate. You know, like when you look at somebody and you decide that you really hate them for some unknown reason? Yeah.
And lucky me was stuck in his class for 3 years in a row. Lets name him Hayzus. Because frankly, he deserves a weird name. And Juancarlos just didn't make the cut.
This kid is super annoying. I swear, he tries to use my name as much as freaking possible. "Thank You Savannah. Lets take a picture of Savannah. Your hair is beautiful Savannah." And when he's not talking about me, he's overly disgusting. Once, I was sitting at his table and he was talking about having dicks shoved up his ass. Like what the actual hell? You know, he's lucky he's cute.
Oh and get this. He's popular. Like ew. And before you guys jump to any conclusions and say he likes me or something, HE DOESN'T. In fact, I bet he hates me as much as I do. He's asked me out 3 times, all on dares. I hate him. I HATE HIM.
AND HIS LOCKER IS RIGHT UNDER MINE LIKE RIOYPIOREYEYPSNMYHEOTHOI
And every time I'm standing in front of my locker he has to go and ruin my day by saying "Excuse me Savannah." And then I'm forced to move, frantically holding the huge avalanche just waiting to happen, slam my locker, and leave. And when he tries to talk to me, he would say the most stupid thing ever. For example:
"Savannah. Are you in my group?" Me: "No" Him: "Then get out of my table! Just tell Yaga to move. Oh wait no. She'll kill you. Never mind Savannah. You can stay."
HE MAKES NO SENSE.
Btw, Yaga is one of my friends thats always screaming yaga while she pulls your hair. Don't ask.
My friends are seriously convinced that I have a crush on him because of how much I rant about him. We have even been shipped.
#SAVAYZUS. Don't ship it.
On other news, My mom ate my portion of my dinner, so now I have nothing to eat. Not that it matters. I don't eat much. My best friend (Frizzy) has a bf, and barely spends time with me anymore.
Life sucks. Deal with it. Just don't do it alone.
-Savannah (Ps. Vote on the side about the Cheerleading stuff.)
What this blog is going to be about? Well, it's basically my diary. My very public diary.
I guess I should start. For Privacy Reasons, every one's name shall be encoded in some weird name. So to you, I'm Savannah.
Very creative, I realize.
Anyway, Let me start way back. Way back meaning 6th grade. Okay, so I was freaking out. Like OMG! Middle school! When, seriously, It isn't that big of a deal. So there were many kids in my class, and one of them I just decided to hate. You know, like when you look at somebody and you decide that you really hate them for some unknown reason? Yeah.
And lucky me was stuck in his class for 3 years in a row. Lets name him Hayzus. Because frankly, he deserves a weird name. And Juancarlos just didn't make the cut.
This kid is super annoying. I swear, he tries to use my name as much as freaking possible. "Thank You Savannah. Lets take a picture of Savannah. Your hair is beautiful Savannah." And when he's not talking about me, he's overly disgusting. Once, I was sitting at his table and he was talking about having dicks shoved up his ass. Like what the actual hell? You know, he's lucky he's cute.
Oh and get this. He's popular. Like ew. And before you guys jump to any conclusions and say he likes me or something, HE DOESN'T. In fact, I bet he hates me as much as I do. He's asked me out 3 times, all on dares. I hate him. I HATE HIM.
AND HIS LOCKER IS RIGHT UNDER MINE LIKE RIOYPIOREYEYPSNMYHEOTHOI
And every time I'm standing in front of my locker he has to go and ruin my day by saying "Excuse me Savannah." And then I'm forced to move, frantically holding the huge avalanche just waiting to happen, slam my locker, and leave. And when he tries to talk to me, he would say the most stupid thing ever. For example:
"Savannah. Are you in my group?" Me: "No" Him: "Then get out of my table! Just tell Yaga to move. Oh wait no. She'll kill you. Never mind Savannah. You can stay."
HE MAKES NO SENSE.
Btw, Yaga is one of my friends thats always screaming yaga while she pulls your hair. Don't ask.
My friends are seriously convinced that I have a crush on him because of how much I rant about him. We have even been shipped.
#SAVAYZUS. Don't ship it.
On other news, My mom ate my portion of my dinner, so now I have nothing to eat. Not that it matters. I don't eat much. My best friend (Frizzy) has a bf, and barely spends time with me anymore.
Life sucks. Deal with it. Just don't do it alone.
-Savannah (Ps. Vote on the side about the Cheerleading stuff.)
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