Friday, February 20, 2004

Yurkos song of the day: Can you Picture that?- by Dr. Teeth and The Electric Mahyem

2 more days!!!!

"My folks were always on me to groom myself and wear underpants. What am I, the pope?"

Ahhh there we go, back to less than 5 comments. Much much better, mostly because thats what im used to. Am i really happy? not really but heeeeyyy its something to start this here shinding off with. but yeah i forgot to mention that a while back this site broke the 1000 people mark which is always a good time for some form of celebration. Although im not to sure if i really believe those numbers considering like always i think that a few to many of those are myself but heeeyyy no ones gonna know but me....

Not a great deal to talk about today folks, mostly due to the fact that from swimming and my total lack of sleep last night i had no energy AT ALL today. First time in fact that ive been so tired in a class that i couldnt pay attention even in the slightest. Soo ill just talk about the one hugeish event that occured today.

This would be of course what i am pretty damn sure is THE climax to the whole operation piss the pants off erin. Basically the events unfolded such as this: we had a sub in muzac so thusly no real teacher participation. Due to this for some unknown reason erin took it upon herself to keep pushing me, saying stuff in her nasily, incredibly whiney, would kill unborn children voice stuff like "chris, why dont you talk to me online anymore" which i promptly replied with nothing at all, that or started talking to someone else while she was in mid sentence. This of course went on for a good chunk of the class, resulting in her getting more and more pissed until near the end she just blew up and basically yelled in my ear "Chris what the fuck is your problem?" and what did i do to that? Why stand up calmly, no emotion at all on my face and go over to talk to victor. man that was a moment i tellls ya. Yeah so anyways after about a minute or two she comes up and starts bitching at me saying things like "what the hell chris, why are you so pissed off at me, i think i deserve to know.." blah blah blah. Of course at that point i was trying damn hard to keep up the ignoring, considering that if she cant remeber why i would be pissed well then clearly her actions towards me dont really amount to much in her eyes. But yeah that kept up until she was basically right in my face in which case its pretty damn hard for anyone to ignore anything. So at that point i thought to myself ahh fuck it; which was basically what i said, saying in the calmest and quietest voice i could "erin, fuck off" she kinda looks at me and asks again "Well why should i?? i deserve to know why your ignoring me?" my response in retrospect isnt as witty nor as scathing as i could have made it but hey whats done is done, but yeah all i said was "well you should know why im pissed" or something to that extent and then cooly and calmly i walk away. Made for a rather fitting, if not aticlimatic ending but it was the high point in the day as i finally was able to tell her off and if she cant figure out why im pissed or anything like that well than she can take something sharp and shove it. Oh i meant to talk about this earlier but in response to your comment jackie about girls liking those who the pester well if that was the case (which i highly doubt now) she can once again shove it because ive seen what that manipulating scum does to her boyfriends. Its basically a toss up of her bickering, complaining and leading on the guy for a good 6 months after shes stopped liking them before actually dumping them; 6 months of lies?? comooonn. That or manipulates and controls them to the point that they are so god damn whipped that even after they "break up" she still runs the persons life like a god damn lap dog.
so yeah im basically done for today, lots of rage spilled but that should be the last for a while; got a fun filled weekend of model un to look forward too (booo)

Till Next Ramble

The Amazing, Boring Yurko

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