Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Lets Dance to Joy Division!

Ello there wonderful people of the world. Today's blog will pretty much be all over the place. Lets start with the drama! Jandy's friend has been borrowing her phone and saying she's been calling her boy friend here when really the guy lives in Canada. She took her phone without asking, called him like twenty times, and now Jandy's phone bill is $42 more than what she usually pays. What sucks about the whole thing is Jandy called her [after getting screamed at by her parents] and she denied the whole thing! We all know she did it so why lie? This brings me to part of this evenings blog. If you do something wrong why not own up to your responsibilities? Lying just pisses people of, and there really is no need for it. Now white lies I understand, I mean we all tell them. "Oh no Hun, those jeans don't make your butt look fat", or, "I'd love to dance with you but I'm feeling sick and I really need to go to the bathroom!" Okay that last one has never been used but you get the point. Lying is equivalent to being stupid.

Moving on, since I have to make this quick because I need to shower and I don't want to go to bed late, I'll make this quick. Another part of tonight's blog is guys in general. Why do guys have to be so needy, especially when you tell them you need space? What is it about "I NEED SPACE" do they not understand? Also, why do they have to brag about their new girlfriends, like when you just find out that they've liked you for years or especially the worst, after you just broke up? Does that even make sense? It makes you look like a pig-headed douche and I'd highly appreciate, along with many others, if you could keep some of that to yourself. Saying, "Oh I have a girlfriend...she's cool..." is completely different then, "I really like this girl and I got her a teddy bear and we named him Woobly-Bear and she's just the cutest girl in the world..." [especially right after he tells you that he wants her to be like you and that he loves you] or just going into unwanted details about how "kinky" the girl is. Seriously, put a sock in it and go home. I don't want to hear any of it. No one in the world wants to hear about it. Sorta like how no one wants to hear this... Anyway, the point of this blog is to hopefully get guys and liars to come to their senses. Frankly, I'm usually not this mean, nor this blunt, but I think it's because I'm fed up and I have to vent with blogging. I promise to blog soon about something worth while that doesn't involve drama and will actually peak your interest.

Love the UK lover trapped in America,
Samantha AKA Sommy-Zombie.

Title of blog comes from a Wombat song [go figure]. Lets Dance to Joy Division equals awesome.

"Let's dance to joy division,
And celebrate the irony,
Everything is going wrong,
But we're so happy,
Let's dance to joy division,
And raise our glass to the ceiling,
'Cos this could all go so wrong,
But we're so happy,
Yeah we're so happy."