Retarded USC Girl
Thursday, June 05, 2008
I'm listening to Bob and Sheri. it's a great morning show. This morning they have an author on who wrote a book on how to find a husband. I hate that shit. What is their problem? It's so sad.
Monday, June 02, 2008
I am already counting down the minutes until it's 5:00. As I type this, I have 309 minutes. Hm, that doesn't seem so bad when I see it in print. The first day back after a weekend is always slow.
This guy called in to the morning show I always listen to, he said that women want to be cherished and men want to be needed. How lame. He could be right, most women are retarded. Trust me. I think having guy friends keeps me level headed. Thank God for that.
I don't want to be cherished. I want to be a person, not an object. I want to do my own thing and be my own person. I want a guy that wants the same thing.... shared goals, but separate lives. That is why so many relationships fail - you meet this individual and like that person, but once you become an item - that's it. You know the type... It's the "We's". No more "Me". No more "Him" It's all "us" and "we". I hate that. Then you wake up one day and realize that the sum our your parts are greater than the whole and all you have is the whole... no more great individual that could kick your ass at pool, but this "other half".
Ah, enough bitching today.
Hmmm, I need to do something fun today.
This guy called in to the morning show I always listen to, he said that women want to be cherished and men want to be needed. How lame. He could be right, most women are retarded. Trust me. I think having guy friends keeps me level headed. Thank God for that.
I don't want to be cherished. I want to be a person, not an object. I want to do my own thing and be my own person. I want a guy that wants the same thing.... shared goals, but separate lives. That is why so many relationships fail - you meet this individual and like that person, but once you become an item - that's it. You know the type... It's the "We's". No more "Me". No more "Him" It's all "us" and "we". I hate that. Then you wake up one day and realize that the sum our your parts are greater than the whole and all you have is the whole... no more great individual that could kick your ass at pool, but this "other half".
Ah, enough bitching today.
Hmmm, I need to do something fun today.