Apple...one word.

GOD DAMN IT APPLE! I SERIOUSLY GOT FUCKING OWNED BY APPLE. I BOUGHT AN IPOD TOUCH 16GB 2ND GEN TO FIND OUT THAT THEY ARE GOING TO RELEASE A NEW IPOD NEXT WEEK. I HATE YOU APPLE. SO MUCH!

Just take me away.

Just recently, I got angry at the people I hate the most. Everything about them annoys the shit out of me. Just when I thought I could give them a tiny section of my heart, I tore it up. I WANT nothing to do with them; I do not want them to be a part of my family. No matter how many times I talk about his topic, THEY WOULD NEVER FUCKING GO AWAY. Yes they do all my dirty work, make my food and clean my fucking dishes. I should sound rude and say that they belong on the dirt. If they cannot respect our American customs, they really need to GTFO. I am tired of listening to their fucking remarks about everything they see that isn’t Vietnamese and I just LOVE when they talk shit about Indian people and even black people as if they are above them; they are just relying on stereotypes. 

After that event, I went back into my room and started blasting music to release my anger. I told my dad that I do not want to watch TV while we eat dinner. It simple as that, I don’t want to hear those fucking aliens speak. Maybe I should be rude and take my Ipod down with me while we eat dinner. So after my dad pounded on the door so many times. I finally opened it for him to lecture to me about my attitude. As my mom and dad brought me to this world, they are the only ones that don’t understand who I really am. They live in the old school Vietnamese generation and refuse to take anything new in. Even though they live here, they don’t understand what it means to be an American. They think it’s the term for WHITE PERSON. I even spoke back to my dad to give me a definition of American. He continues to tell me shit that I already know but no matter what, I have to continue listening to his useless chatter. 

Right now, I feel like I have two options to get my dad on his knees and worship me as a God.
1) One I’m stable, leave.
2) Inflict pain in front of him to put tears in his eyes. 

“What do you think you are… A KING?”

“YES BITCH, MY GRANDMOTHER ONCE SAID, WALK THE PATH TO HEAVEN AND BE THE MAN TO RULE ALL.”

The Long Distance Problem

I always wondered why I was never able to find someone to take my heart away from me. But when I do, they come from such far distances. I reach to them with my heart and soul but in the end, it just somehow doesn’t work. The times I had with them were the greatest feeling ever; the feeling of comfort. They all gave me a chance to figure who I really am and find a piece of me they love, exception to one. I feel really happy that I’ve met them but being so far away from me, from different states, from one state below me, or even one moving away from the country, I don’t know how to respond. Even though we all keep in touch, our feelings of each other never progress. And even though I travel all over the country to see them, the feelings wouldn’t be the same. Staying as friends is the best thing we can do and most of the time, that’s the only option we have.

The reason why I said all of that, finding girls from long distances, is because… a friend of mine from another state visited me. Near the end of her visit, we cuddled till she had to leave. I finally had the feeling that I’ve missed for so long; being comforted. I truly felt that both Chibi and I had something, that we both liked each other. We both think each as awesome and we would always laugh together. She is from another state, Georgia. To me that’s only two states down but that’s not the problem. At the end of the year, when I become Twenty years old, she will be leaving the country to live in Brazil with her family. I cannot beg her to stay because that’s her only option. I can continue to beg and cry but that wouldn’t get me anywhere. I just have to accept the fact that she will leaving and maybe someday in the future, a miracle could happen. We both will keep in touch, that’s for sure and I will cherish all those hugs we gave each other and also the present that she made me. She has a piece of my heart that I know she will carry with her…

Thank you Chibi, for visting me and also having an awesome time together ((though I didn’t have any sleep that day))

Love, Zeron

One Million Dollar Fail

-From my LJ-
=I found this very funny=
So if I told people that Nick and I got a million dollar tip today[at work], people would flip. Some person left an obviously fake one million dollar bill by the potato chips. One of our regulars pulled it out and showed us it and placed it in our tip jar. It was very humorous but the bill itself, on the back, was very mean. I’ll post a picture and write out what it says on the back.

It says on the left
“The million dollar question: will you go to Heaven when you die? Here’s a quick test. Have you ever told a lie, stolen anything or used God’s name in vain? ((Yes to all)) Jesus said, ‘whoever looks at a woman to lust for her has already committed adultery with her in his heart.’ ((Oh really now?)) Will you be guilty on Judgment Day? ((Yes, when the Terminators come down and kill us all)) If you have done those things, God sees you as a lying, thieving, blasphemous, adulterer at heart. The bible warns that if you are guilty you will end up in hell. ((That wonderful, this is why I’m not religious)) That’s not God’s will –”

It says on the right
“He sent his son to suffer and die on the cross for you. You broke God’s law, but Jesus paid your fine. That means he can legally dismiss your case. He can commute your death sentence- ‘for God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son. That whoever believes in him should not perish but have everlasting life.’ Then he rose from the dead and defeated death. Please repent (turn from sin) today and trust alone in Jesus, and God will grant you the gift of everlasting life. Then read your Bible daily and obey it.”

I thought that the one million dollar bill as some joke but when I read this crap in the back, I was like… this is fucked up in every single way possible. This is probably one reason why I hate people trying to convert me to their religion. Please just stop shoving shit down my throat about something I don’t really care about. It pisses me off greatly because I’m happy being free and being Buddhist.

To Jeff- Please don't take offense to this. I just don't enjoy religious conversations. 

To Hippo Girl's Minions(assuming they know who that is)- Please go to Hell =D

Everlasting Flower

The traveling flower never made it to its final destination alive. Floating above the skies but with such harsh winds and thundering raining, the rose started to deteriorate; each petal ripping from the tip. The rose represents my heart and the petals represents my effort of traveling to see that special someone. But with such effort from running such vast distances, the feeling within her heart was unsure; indefinable. Her words echo through my ears that I wasn’t the one. That was when the rose ripped into pieces. The flower that I grew from Mother Nature’s earth wasn’t right; not pure. It was rather depressing but I had to get back on my feet leaving everything about her behind me. It was time that I planted a new flower but not just any flower, a flower of a new beginning. To think optimistic was the key. There is still so much to live for and I will not just let any person rip these petals apart. But when the chosen one appears before my eyes, this rose will be for her; the everlasting flower. 

Depressing Vacation Trip

It’s been quite awhile since my vacation trip has flipped upside down and yet again, I have one of those nights I cannot sleep. As many know, Kim’s feelings for me were false and it deeply affected me. I was stuck in Charleston for awhile, breaking down on the floor with tears. Maybe I jumped down here too fast and had to waste time and money to find out such lies that shatters my heart once more. Such an innocent mind with lack of experience and the thought of uncertainty. The feelings that was once true, like a blossoming flower, becomes indifferent, like a wilting black flower. Or her feelings of seducing men, like a hungry succubus, was showing her true side. Answers that I do not wish to cross. I just want to leave it all behind and never look back. For now, I leave my hands to the people I love. 


I’m in Columbia now, stuck with my fan girls; Katie, Kim and Lauren. They have been treating me with the best care and love and allowing me to sleep on their couch. Not to mention the Kamen Rider Den-O marathon. Right now, at 3:44am, Katie and Lauren are asleep and Kim is waiting for the new raw of Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood and I can’t sleep. I have problems sleeping when I have too much crap wandering through my head. I was just thinking about the time I had left and that I need to change my Amtrak tickets for me to go home on Wednesday… And the thought of her… started to come in mind; the reason why I’m here to begin with. Being here for so long makes me wish I lived here but I have people back home who misses and cares about me. But as much as I want to stay here, there isn’t much space for me to begin with. I have a nice job and my loving family. A piece of me always wants to be here though, not because of what happened but of these girls that mean so much to me. They are the only few friends I have that truly care about me. I feel sad for having to leave them with the limited time I have left because I know when I return home, life will be back to normal. While I’m here, it’s hard to cry or break down because I would hate for them to see me in misery. They have been keeping me busy and have been helping me get my mind off things, like Den-O for example. But it makes me so sad this time is limited. 

As I look back at the day I first came here, dandy and smiling, I never thought a vacation trip could be so depressing. I told myself many times that I needed a long and good vacation trip because of my bad luck for the past one and a half years. But since my girls dragged me and kidnapped me to their hideout, most of those depressing thought of my early visit here was suppressed. Of course I still think about it and it’s quite hard on my part. Maybe it’s another learned lesson; don’t fall for con girls ((no offence to Katie, Kim, Lauren, and throw in Katie's sister) [laughs]. With the remaining time I have left, I’ll make sure that my vacation trip wasn’t wasted because of some stupid girl…. Because of my girls…

ORE SANJOU~~!!!

Blossom

I feel dandy, like a field filled with radiant red flowers, waiting to be picked and to be handed to someone rather special. She is waiting for me, in another state, so I can hand her these beautiful flowers fresh from the ground; the floor in which Mother Nature planted them from. It was just three weeks ago when the seeds of these beautiful flowers were planted, the day that I met her... She was scared but brave, like the seed deep in the soil approaching the surface to reach to the sky. Approaching me with a gentle and pleasant voice, she didn’t stutter or hold back, she asked for my name. As I left and returned, she was no longer there; vanished. Throughout the three remaining days I had left to find her, I kept searching for her. But when I did find her, it was the time I could relax and speak to her. Walking down the road, my hand started to reach for her hand, but I was scared, shy. But then, she grabbed on to me, holding on to me; my heart jumped… I was happy…


Time started to fly by and sooner or later, she would have to return home. The flowers didn’t even start to bud yet. And when the time came, when she had to leave, I gave her one last kiss to the cheek and told her goodbye. To think that was the last day I would ever see her felt rather depressing, like a flower wilting during a bright sunny day. But all was not lost; my feelings of her would not disappear. Until these flowers have fully grown, I will travel to see her, to hand her these flowers and thanking her for mending my wounded heart. Finally, I met someone with a pure and sweet heart. She is waiting for me on the other side and I am waiting for her to be in my arms once again; Blossom.


This is for you, Kim <3

Can't wait to see you again.

Love, Zeron

Work Sucks...

I don’t know how to really push this intense feeling of wanting to beat the shit out of really dumb people. I’m not talking about people who are mentally retarded because that would be mean and people know I’m not that cruel… I’m talking about those consumer whores who think they know it all. I already ranted about that whole Borders Reward Card fail but I’m back for more shit about work.

Here is my list about some crap I hate about working at Borders… In the café that is.

Borders Reward System
I know many stores run the same kind of system like we do at Borders. We scan your card and you add up points to 150 and you get five bucks back. What harm does that do? Would it really kill a person to waste 10 seconds to sign up for a card that is 100% free?

I get the excuses:
“Don’t worry about it,” hey bitch I do worry about it because I could lose my job.

“Oh I left it in the car,” “I left it in my bag on the table,” Ok lazy bitches, just give me your phone number or email so I can look it up, cunts. It only takes 5 second to get them down and plus, I make drinks lightning fast. Three drinks in barely 1:30 second is my record, that’s pretty fast.

“I don’t come here that often,” Hey asshole, I saw you last week at my fucking store AND the week before. Don’t lie to me.
I have nothing more to say about Borders Rewards because I’ll just end up cussing and crap.

Grouchy Old/Middle Age Men and Smart Asses
This crowd is probably the worst out of the few. They tie in the crowd of SMART ASSES. There was this guy who came up and ordered a drink and like always, I would ask for his Borders Reward, if he doesn’t have it, I would ask for phone number or email. I looked up three of his numbers and I couldn’t find him. So I told him “sorry, I can’t find your account associated with you account. I don’t know how exactly this all works,” then he had to put a pull up his ass and told me “because BR doesn’t work at all” then he starts looking at his wife because she was worried. He told her “don’t worry about, after six months, it all goes away.” OK MISTER SMART ASS, YOU DON’T FUCKING LOSE YOUR POINTS. IT ACCUMULATES POINTS AND WHEN YOU DO GET BORDERS BUCKS YOU HAVE ONE MONTH TO SPEND IT, DON’T MAKE UP SHIT YOU DOWN KNOW.

MY ADVICE IS, GET A FUCKING NEW CARD AND PUT THE SMALL CARD ON YOUR FUCKING KEYS SO YOU WONT LOSE IT.

Indecisive People
Oh, I love these people. Holding up the fucking line and not knowing what they want. It’s so funny. These are also the same people who want a BLENDED AND DELICIOUS DRINK, which we call them Javakula where Starbucks calls them frappuccino, and they spend months trying to find it. It makes me laugh and also angry because people can’t read or don’t know what is what. It reminds me of this time when this lady wanted a Mocha Frappuccino, and so I got it down and repeated what she wanted, “So you want the Chocolate Javakula,” then she raised her voice and said “I want the mocha flavored,” at the moment, I head desked myself so hard… for those people who don’t know, They are the same thing, chocolate and mocha…

People Who Throw Money at the Cashier (like if He or She is a Stripper)
This is mostly done by those little teeny boppers and some of those sluts. After I tell them the price, they throw crumpled money at me as if I was going to fucking strip for them. I’m a nice guy and don’t tell them how I feel about handing me straight folded dollars. They wouldn’t give a shit anyways. But man, what the fuck are these people’s problems!?

Teeny Boppers
This crowd scares me the most. I see 10 year olds walking through the door with the most skanky ass clothing ever! This is something people would rather see on a 16 year old… gross… Pedobear would have a blast being at my store. This crowd also likes throwing a 40 man raid to the café after 9pm when they finish watching a movie at the movie theater, which is like a block down.

Piles of Books
I really love it when some asshole comes in and picks about 20 books, sits down and when he finishes AND LEAVES ALL THE BOOKS THERE. YOU MOTHER FUCKER, I WANT TO FUCKING GO HOME BUT I HAVE TO STAY AFTER HOURS TO DO RECOVERY. For those people who do this or hid books under the chairs in the café, I want you all to die. Why can’t you fucking clean after yourself? Don’t they teach this shit at grade school?

Tip Stealers
You know who you are. I was fucking in line before clocking in and this fucking old man stole money from the tip jar when my coworker wasn’t looking. When I clocked in, I fucking gave him the stare. I wouldn’t mind if you dropped in money and took a coin. But for god’s sake, why are you taking my fucking money. Those teeny boppers normally steal tips… they will feel my wrath one day!

Leave Trash from Other Stores
I mean, this isn’t a big problem… but when they just leave Bojangles trash on the table and leaves… WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE TO CLEAN IT UP. GOD DAMN IT

Fixture Changes
So a few weeks back, when those fucking high schoolers come in to study in 20man raids, they move around the tables, which is fine, and they told me that they will put it back. So they leave and they attempt to put them back… The tables were flipped upside down, turned sideways, and just everything was out of place… Way to go bitches.

Cup Sizes
Oh this is a big one. “I want a double shot skinny vanilla grande café latte.” And I say, “ so you want an vanilla latte, skinny, extra shot, and you said medium, right?” And they go all bitchy at me for calling it medium. If you look on the menu, Small, Medium, Large… mhmm. I think the movie ROLE MODELS, did the best example of café cup sizes. You know, there are some people the difference between Tall, Grande, and Venti. They think it’s some addition to the drink to make it all super special awesome… Or they just don’t know what their getting.


"This Isn't Starbucks!"
I really love it when people stare at our menu board and realize that they are not at Starbucks and turn around after yelling out "THIS ISN'T STARBUCK! GAAAH!" while ripping their hair out... Well, for you all... We are the same company as Starbucks... We just deliver the best. <-- motto.

Animazement 09

That time has finally come. The time of ultimate dorkiness finally here with an upgrade to the Raleigh Convection Center. It was just one year ago that Chris, Bento, Scott, Flo, and with the addition with Kelsey to the group, we could finally escape reality and be in a world of joy. As those three days passed by, I will remember the events that have sparked my Con’s experience.



We arrived at the Marriot hotel on Thursday afternoon and unloaded our bags, relaxing and playing music to celebrate. The first thing I wanted to do was see my fangirls, recall from last year. I went up a few stairs to see them in their room as they were getting dressed for the precon. Even though it was the precon, they wanted to show their anime spirit early. Many did and it’s not really a problem anyways. They convinced me to do the same, so I went back to my room and got in my Lelouch x Zero Costume. At first, it was quite funny running around downtown with my cosplay. People couldn’t help to look, in a good way. I got in line to register for the con so I can participate in the events. Once I got my pass, I saw some old friends from previous cons.


I was wondering around the new convention center, trying to find my way around the confusing like structure. I went through a path that led outside to the front of the con. As I walked down the long stairs, I heard people yelling out, “OH MY GOD, IT’S LELOUCH!” I was quite surprised that people knew what I was cosplayed as since last year, I was the only Lelouch. I approached them as they asked to take pictures with me and to receive hugs. The first thing I had my site on was this Vietnamese girl that was in that group. Though I know it’s a bad idea to hit up with con girls, maybe I had a chance. I continue forward, remembering what they looked liked. I find later that the Vietnamese girl is named Kim, the red hair girl is Nataly, and the black one is Tia.

Friday was the day that the con officially started. Meeting up with old friends, Kite and photographer Sang, we ventured around the con taking pictures. We met a new guy, another Lelouch in casual form, which we find later that… he didn’t have a camera and made Sane and I take pictures of him with our cameras to take pictures of him and sexy girls… and stealing my action and fame.


At 12pm, there was suppose to be a CLAMP photo shoot but no other CLAMP characters came but those from Code Geass, since it is CLAMP. With the group of Code Geass characters we had, we took pictures with what we had and waited for the Code Geass photo shoot at 1pm. More people came but some missed it.


When the dealer room opened, everyone stormed down to see that it tripled in size. The only problem was… there wasn’t much to buy and some items were overpriced. This day, I bought nothing since I mostly looked for Gundams and Figures.

Throughout the day, I walked around and took pictures and posing for those who wanted to take pictures of my cosplay. I mostly hanged around with my fangirls because I only see them once a year during this con since they are from South Carolina.

Late at night, there was a Jpop dance, which isn’t as big as the rave for Saturday. There wasn’t really much to do since I couldn’t find anyone I knew. I was mostly looking for Kim and her other friends. Also that day, when I couldn’t find anything to do… I met Nataly randomly and I told her, “I know your friend likes me.” And I asked her if they lived around here. Unfortunately, they are also from South Carolina. She offered me to see her but I went another path… feeling a slight disappointment of not living in the area.

Saturday was the Cosplay Skit day. I mostly just did the same as the previous day but I actually bought stuff from the dealer room. I call them the… things I won’t get laid for… “Figures of girls.” There was another Code Geass photo shoot but it was less organized than yesterday. The only annoyance I had during Saturday was a girl heckling the crap of the cosplay skits in the audience. She wouldn’t shut up! So basically, I told her to “SHUT THE FUCK UP” and I left to prepare for the Rave.
I totally wasn’t thinking about my choice of clothes for the rave like I did for the other day. I basically went in my shorts and had parts of my Lelouch cosplay on and with the cape. Which was an awful idea since there will be like over 9000 people in that room dancing like crazy. I got ready and headed to the place and waited for the doors to open.


When the doors opened, everyone rushed in as the music was pumping. I went inside after a bit and franticly searched for people I knew, mostly again… for Kim, Nataly and Tia. I was in luck; I found them after a cycle or two of zooming around the crowd. I knew I had lame dance moved and I just moved my body around. Eventually I started to burn up since I had lots of items of clothes on. At a point, the girls wanted me to take my cape off, then my top, exposing my black wife-beater. Then I got frustrated and went back to the hotel room and dropped the clothes off and dashed back to see them. I got back and continued to move my body to the beat of the music with Kim near me. She grabbed my hand and we danced together, almost holding hands as we danced. It progressed to putting our hands together and then my arms over her waist and hers over my neck. At that point, I was happy and was hiding my blushes from her. We continued to dance closer till we eventually left the room from being tired. Kim and I talked outside the dance room, sitting on chairs. When the time came for her to finally go back to her hotel room, I walked them all to their car, holding hands and clinging with Kim. When we arrived to her car, I hugged her and gave Kim a light kiss to the cheek. “Thank you,” she said blushing.

Sunday, the final day… I only had barely three hours to meet up with Kim. The hotel gang packed everything so we could have the last hour or two to do some last minute con stuff. I called Kim and we tried to meet up. I rushed down to the convention center to see her… but she wasn’t there yet. After awhile, I got a call from her and I ran to the lobby to meet her. Finally, we got to walk around together, alone. We mostly talked about each other, just to get to know each other better. But… I was so worried about the time because it was getting close to leaving time for me. We met up with the others and did a last zoom through the dealer room… and I got a call from Chris to come back to the room to load our gear to the car. Kim walked me to the elevator and we took one last picture, for memory’s sake. I hugged her one last time and said my farewell, almost crying as I went up.

As I was going up and help cleaning the room, I thought… maybe I could stay here longer if I can find a ride later but only worry about my items I brought with me. We loaded the car but we had only limited space for people, so I told the gang that I’ll get a ride from someone else and just to take care of my belongings because I really wanted to spend more time with Kim. I texted Kim and I ran to her. Giving her the biggest hug, we continued throughout the day, being together, holding hands as if we were together.

While being together, we caught up with Nataly, we went in line for the NOIZ photography and signing. Yes, Noiz was the jrock guest we had at AZ. It was quite funny because there were dying NOIZ fangirls there… two of them were crying when they were in the room with them and some screamed with excitement.


Her gang was getting a tad tired and the con closes at 4pm, so we left to her hotel as we cuddled in the car. When we arrived, we just spent time relaxing. Eventually, Kim and I cuddled together. We spent most of the time cuddling, which made me really happy, and hopefully, her too. Her friends teased us a lot, often making us both embarrassed, such as Tia throwing a condom at us. It was all fun but I was just worried about her leaving. After awhile, we left to the park for their Vampire Knight cosplay shoot at the park. But then it was about time to take me home. Kim and I kept holding on to each other, holding on tighter.


We finally came to my house and Kim went outside the car with me; the others just gave us some time to say our goodbyes. Kim and I hugged, saying goodbye and telling each other that we had such great time. I gave another kiss to the cheek. I was thinking that it would lead to kissing to the lips but she was shy, maybe, that we were moving a bit fast for not even dating. She gave me a kiss to my cheek and they left. Tears


Animazement was so much fun. Lots of pictures and lots of hugs, what else could you ask for? More time… Though I thought my highlight of this year would be meeting with old friends and my army of fangirls, this year’s highlight… is:
-Kim with Me-


//Zeron

+I was the best Zero Lelouch at the con. The other two Zeros were in the wrong color and I am Asian :P


Ps: Kim, I’ll miss you, thank you for everything and thank you for such a great time.

Scattered Pieces

The past couple days, I felt a mend in my heart. With the time passing to slowly heal my heart, I can finally begin to smile once more. The bright light that passes through the skies; it blesses me with the confidence and strength to gather more pieces of me that lie scattered throughout the world. I believe that I may find pieces of me throughout my hobbies, whether it is Tae Kwon Do, brewing coffee, playing piano, or just finding the pieces within my friendships. Even with the many pieces of me that are missing out in the world, with the pieces I have now, I am able to get up on my feet. I no longer linger in my past but its sweet memories carry with me as I move forward. The past helps develop a new me, learning from my past mistakes and using what I’ve learn to create a better future. This is a goal of developing a better self image of me; to create a better person within myself, to have more confidence, to think positive rather than my negative self. I want to become stronger, and to achieve that, I must never give up, man up and to believe in myself!

With the remaining time I have left of my break, I will continue to search for those remaining pieces and hopefully, I will be whole again.

Thank you Camila/Chibi for helping me when I needed it most. To help me look more to the positive side rather than be me old pessimistic side.

Thank you Milli for being there to make me laugh and to continue smiling.


Thank you Chris & Kelsey for being such awesome friends.

//Zeron

College Class Sign-up FAIL

I was trying to register for classes and... it wont let me sign up for a few of them. It tells me that "prerequisites are in progress (Partially Complete)." So I checked which prerequisites I need to I could be able to takes these classes. All of them say, "ENG-090..." I took English 090 back in my first semester so I should be fine right?

So I had to find the source behind the reason for not being able to take these classes when I already took ENG-090... So I had to check my transcript to see if I got credit for all of my classes that I took Fall of last year. BIO-111, four credits.... MAT-151, four credits...PED-121...it was only worth one credit...WHAT THE FUCK!? ENG-090, ZERO CREDITS? I FUCKING PASSED THAT CLASS WITH A HIGH B, WITH EPIC ESSAYS! *head desk*

I'm thinking that somewhere, my college fucked up. Cause when I go to my "grades" page, it says I got full credit for all of my classes which is 13/13, but my transcript says I have 9/13... Something is just horribly wrong.

All I have to say is....


FUCK MY LIFE!

An Internet-dating Website FML fail!

So i was looking at this person's page ((on an internet dating site i go on for kicks)) and her age was set to 98...but she looked rather young, like 30 or so...So being my nerdy self, i messaged her and said

"98 O___o thats close to over 9000!" ((over 9000 being an internet meme from dragon ball z))

Then she told me

"Hi thanks for the IM :) You are so young - you shouldn't be online! go out and meet girls :) Good night."

At that moment, i completely head-desked myself, then she goes on to say

":) The rest of us are here because we have had many different relationsips (meaning: we're old)... You have so many years of dating ahead of you. Enjoy it!"

I continued to head-desk myself

"hahaha you're a cool kid - you'll be fine :) There are still too many years of bad dating expereinces for you. But everyone goes through them." ((notice the spell fail))

Well thank you lady...to inform me that my next few relationships will be "bad"

FUCK MY LIFE!

Texting at 5am

Okay, so it’s fucking five in the morning and NORMALLY people are asleep at that time. Some have to go to school later in the morning and some have to go to work. And sometimes people use their cell phones as alarm clocks. But when is it ever fucking acceptable that someone is texting you something fucking stupid when… You don’t have a texting plan and sending an image cost fucking a lot. But still WHO FUCKING CALLS OR TEXT PEOPLE EARLY IN THE FUCKING MORNING.



the text:"That long thing is a dudes arm. Think about it."

Me:"don't txt stupid shit randomly... you will get me in trouble dumbass"

James:"it was a mass send. dont ever speak to me in that manner again you rude litte fuck"

Me:"and thanks for waking me up...and im sorry my parents dont give me a txting plan, now stfu...send me that shit over fb."

James:"your not going to be on my fb zeron. you fail at nowing how to act in an acceptable manner around both friends and women(i guess he thinks himself as a chick because he is gay)frankly ive grown tired of being nice to you"

Me:"DUDE MAN. I'M TRYING TO FUCKING SLEEP AND I CANT GO BACK TO SLEEP, I WORK IN A FEW FUCKING HOURS. UNLESS YOU WERE GONNA DIE, YOU CAN TXT ME STUPID SHIT"

James:"you could have found an acceptable way to say it couldnt you? at night pull the cell on silent fool"

Me:"I FUCKING LEAVE IT ON AS AN ALARM CLOCK GOD DAMNIT, GO TO FUCKING SLEEP. BE CONSIDERATE. NO ONE IS FUCKING UP AT 5AM."

James:"I was. many people in college are. stop using caps its annoying."

Wow like wtf, just because he is up doesn’t mean me…Chris… Kelsey are up. I’m fucking grouchy in the morning.

At least he could have said... "I'm sorry" but it seems it's rather hard for him to say so