Random Email From A Random Girl

I received an email earlier today from a gal a never met. According to her, we have. I read the email and after I finished, I came to the conclusion that her and I are meant to be with eachwebcamother. I haven’t contacted Adriana yet. I hope this isn’t fake. I really think this may be true love. I really think I have a shot with this wonderful girl. She seems level-headed and has a strong career. If it doesn’t work out between her and I, you’re welcome to try. Here is the email she sent me today. I was thinking about editing her mistakes and the poor grammar but I think it shows character. I think that is the thing that drew me towards her. If this was a spam email, you really think they would lace it with spelling errors and such? I highly doubt it. A human wrote this. A sexy, ready to dominate me, gal wrote this. I need to act fast. I don’t want to miss out on this. I am in love. I just hope she is too. True love or is she pulling the wool over my eyes?

 

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Facebook Is Evil & It Will Consume Your Soul

Facebook is evil. It’s a horrible place and it will ruin you. This is not an opinion piece. This is not just me talking out my ass and saying things just for a laugh. I am speaking the truth. I am telling you how it is and how Facebook is not a place for entertainment or catching up with people. It will pull you in and it will use all its’ power to keep you there, grasping on to you tightly until you are no longer a person but just another number to Matt Zuckerberg. You are now a statistic. Congratulations.

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When I Was Younger, I Wanted To Be A Stuntman

Everyone was young once. It was nice being young. Being young meant not having responsibilities. It meant days of playing tag, red rover, and selling lemonade for a measly quarter. There were no weights on our shoulders and we were okay with that. We let mommy and daddy deal with all that grief. We let them double check the checkbook and we let them drive us around like personal chauffeurs. Being young was awesome. There isn’t a single thing I can come up with that put a sour taste in my memory of being young, innocent, and wet behind the ears. If I could go back to then, I would. We all would. It’s sucks growing up and if anyone back then told you how awesome it is to be a grown up, they lied. Being an adult is nothing like I thought it’d be. This isn’t what I was promised.

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Why Getting a Roommate Will Be The Death of Me

roommateI am a loner. I’ve been called weird for living alone. I’ve been called a loser for wanting to live alone and not socialize with people. I guess when you live alone and spend a majority of your time, tweeting, blogging, and making bad but funny puns, it automatically qualifies you as a weirdo. If I am a loser, so be it. I guess my high school english teacher was correct. I guess he predicted this and the future of being lonely, boring, and one-dimensional. Thank you, Mr. Purple Polo. You know what? Remember that paper you wanted me to write about “why I can’t do homework because I work too much?”  I never wrote it. I had to work and with my dedication to my job and lack of motivation, I decided to not write your stupid paper and opted to make money instead.

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