Passive-Aggressive Tendencies.

Have you ever heard of the term "Vaguebooking"? Ya know, making your status something passive-aggressively pointed and vague, like, "well i guess some people will never be anything but dumb man-stealing bitches =]" or something similar? I want to do this ALL THE TIME. But I'm still super nervous that somehow, some way, these people will know that I'm talking about them, no matter how vague I may be. So I decided that since most of the people I want to Vaguebook about look at my profile but don't read my blog, I will put my feelings about them in here.

1. You're gross, please stop thinking you're cool solely because you're old enough to drink on the daily

2. I honestly don't even know why we ever talked, you're obnoxious and all you do is complain and you have no aspirations. Go fall down a well.

3. YOU'RE FUCKING RETARDEDDDDDDD AARRRRRGGGGHHHHH

That's it for now, my anger has been relieved.

Cheers,
GIM<3

V-Day clearly stands for Vomit Day

So I"m a little more than a week early, but while it's in my head, I thought that I would talk about my feelings on Valentine's Day.

Now, as my readers may know, this will be my 19th consecutive year of being single on V-Day. In high school, I would get a little depressed about it, maybe even write an angsty poem about my current love interest in my journal, and just generally sulk on February 14th. But now, I genuinely don't care about my own romantic situation on Valentine's Day. If I DID happen to have a significant other this time of year, I would want to treat Valentine's Day  just like any other day of the year, because love shouldn't just be expressed on ONE SINGULAR DAY, and chocolates and flowers and stuffed bears that make noises when you hug them are really not overpowering symbols of love to me. So, really, it's not the issue of being single on Valentine's Day that irritates me...it's how OTHER people deal with it.

There's two groups of people on V-Day: those who are in a relationship, and those who are not. Both are fucking annoying as hell. People who are in a relationship insist on talking to you about their plans on what to give their baby-boo, what they hope they get, blahdoobleedablee, when you actually couldn't care less and would like to talk about something that actually MATTERS. Then when the actual day comes, you have to put up with their fucking annoying-ass Facebook statuses: "my baby-boo is the best i love him sooooo much happy valentine's day babyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" If you happen to see the two of them together on Valentine's Day, they coo over each other and slime all over each other with their gross lovey-dovey baby talk, and you just sit there wanting to slit your wrists.

Then, there's the singletons. Now, there are some people who are really chill about being single, and some who hide their moping very well. But then there's those fucking ridiculous people who always have to be like "alone for v-day again...guess this is just my life = ' [" SHUT THE FUCK UP. Valentine's Day is a saint's feast day that originally had NOTHING TO DO with romance and was COMPLETELY COMMERCIALIZED and turned into a sick, trashy holiday designed to make money and to make people feel bad about themselves. Get a fucking backbone and be happy for what you DO have, for the love of god. Just because you don't have a boyfriend NOW doesn't mean that you won't have one next week, or next month, or at least for NEXT Valentine's Day. I just can't stand people who just drown in their tears every Valentine's Day because they're so "unlovable".

Maybe my bitter side is showing through a little bit here. I mean, one day in the future, I would like to have a nice Valentine's Day...nothing too extreme, maybe just some flowers, since I do think it's a silly holiday to begin with. It's more about having someone that you care about to share EVERY day with, not just February 14th. Sure, I'd like that someday. But for now, I'm cool with spending my Valentine's Day alone, or with my friends, or working, or whatever will happen for me that day. I just don't think it's such a big deal, it's nothing to get your panties in a twist about. What do YOU think, my lurking readership? I know you're out there, gimme some feedback!

Cheers,
GIM<3

On Love and Loving

This warmed my heart.

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/5Ot3Ah/jmm.aaa.net.au/articles/20899.htm

Man, I Hate College

I applied to some colleges for the Fall 2011 semester a couple of weeks ago (go, me). Just some CUNY schools: Hunter, City College, York, and Baruch, although I'm hoping and praying for Hunter. But thinking about it is freaking me the FUCK out. Here's why.

1. I applied as a transfer, but now I'm wondering if that was a good idea. In case you didn't know, I didn't get speccctacular grades my first semester at Fordham (although they were all passing), but my second semester was an absolute FUCKING DISASTER. I'm pretty sure I got like...a B, a C, an F, an NGR, and an Absent. Yeah, really fucking disastrous. CUNY schools aren't just some shit school that will take anybody, they're decent fucking schools. And my GPA from Fordham is clearly NOT up to par. So maybe I should have just applied as a freshman. I don't know. I don't even know if I can change my application at this point. Even if they did accept me, I'd only have enough credits to be accepted as a second-semester freshman anyway, sooo...yeah. Suckage.

2. I have to fill out the FAFSA and get my transcript and move down there and all this crazy shit and just the thought is making me panicky.

3. The deadline to apply for the Fall 2011 semester is tomorrow. I didn't think I had to send in my transcript juuust yet, so I put it off. Now I just checked the website, and it says I need to have my application "and all supporting materials" in. What does that mean?? Does that mean my Fordham and Coleman transcripts?? What the fuck?? Will I have to wait till spring now?? AHHHH.

4. I don't even WANT to go back to school, particularly. I have literally no idea what I want to major in, what I want to study...I don't want to waste my time and money taking classes that I won't need, I'm not the type who just wants to be in school...that's the reason why I really really want to be in school next fall, because I know that if I don't go soon, I'll never go back. And I know that I have to go back because you neeeeed to go to college to be successful in our society, unless you have some natural gift or talent that you can live off of, which I most certainly do not. So I don't want to go back to school, but I have to, but I don't even know what I want to do, but it may not even matter because I might not be able to go till the spring anyway.

Fuck. This. Shit.

Fucking cheers,
GIM (no fucking heart today)

Words of the Day III

GOOD WORD
phantasmagoria - an exhibition of optical effects and illusions; a constantly shifting complex succession of things seen or imagined

BAD WORD
tendril - a leaf, stipule, or stem modified into a slender spirally coiling sensitive organ serving to attach a climbing plant to its support; something suggestive of a tendril

Why I Believe in Karma

Once upon a time, in my younger years, there was a certain girl who used to make my life miserable, because she was pretty and popular and I sooo wasn't at all. Now this certain girl is ugly and acne-ridden and absolutely retarded and I am much prettier than her and clear-skinned and not retarded (at least I like to flatter myself that these things are true). And while I certainly hope she has a good and successful life, I'll still never forget what an evil bitch she was, and I'm pretty happy that I am pretty much better than her in every way. THE END.

PS - There are definitely negative ways that karma has affected me, but we'll go into those another time. Yay.

Cheers,
GIM<3

Down in Da Dumpz

I feel like shit. General misery. Super sadness. It's no fun.

The thing is, it's all stemming from one particular thing, which is a thing that I can control and that I should be able to get over, but I can't. And it sucks. No matter how much I try to focus on the positive, I just can't.

I just lost ten pounds (yayyy)

I've actually been feeling relatively fantastic for the past month, as compared to my usual self

My life is just generally pretty good at the moment.

But still, this mild misery. How does one get over such a thing? How do you get up and out of the dumps? Do I just wait for it to blow over, or is there something specific that I should do? I've never been very good at this, so I really have no idea how to handle sadness.

In other news, I'm watching Brothers, and this movie is SO depressing, it is doing nothing for me. I cried 15 minutes in, and Lord knows I don't cry very often, especially at movies. Sigh.

Cheers,
GIM<3