I'm not dead, I promise!

So I haven't written in this for awhile, sorry!
(That's assuming anyone even gives a shit enough to read this.. wishful thinking.)

Let me start by saying the shout out of the day- Shannon Ireland!! (and everyone else in the Party Pit)
Our room is at its peak of cleanliness that it has been out of the past 3 weeks. That's not a huge accomplishment considering I'm only saying that because there is no pee in any of our beds or barf on the floor. Kudos 222!

Random thoughts/questions of the day:
-Why do the majority of smart females feel the need to be so brash? Ya I tweeted about this, but it's a serious issue that I'm currently dealing with. Like hi, we know you're smart (especially those tricks in my HONORS class.. you don't usually get into honors classes if you have the IQ of a small child/hamster..) so you don't need to have a superiority complex to pair with your intimidating vocabulary and dykey wardrobe..
Listen up, being smarter than most guys you chose to potentially fornicate with should be seen as a blessing, not a curse (who doesn't love the upper hand in the relationship, even though by relationship I may mean for one night.) Helllllo confidence booster!
Annnnd furthermore, if these girls don't see it that way then for the love of God, STOP COCKBLOCKING THE SMARTER GIRLS WHO DO SEE IT AS A GOOD THING. Guys automatically think that because my IQ is in the triple digits that I'm like some man-hating, bra burning, dick ripper. Not true, at least not all 3..

- I am not the official on moral standards by any means but there is one thing that I refuse to do/tolerate, lying. If there's something that you feel like you have to lie about, you need to reevaluate your shit homes. Plus you'll always get caught in a lie, it may not happen right away, but that makes it even worse when someone does find out the truth.
Just remember, Karma is a serious bitch.

I'm going to try something new.. I'm going to dissect ridiculous lyrics every once in awhile.
>>Let me preface by saying that 143 is one of my favorite songs of the moment so clearly moronic lyrics such as these do sell albums, and spark obsessions. So keep writing them you brianiacs, you!
(Bobby Brackins' lyrics are first, my input is next, after the *)

Here goes:
Pop bottles in the club
Yes we can
I don't even care if you a lesbian
That just means we got some common interest
*Thank God that you found something in common, you both like girls! Wait... doesn't that mean she's not going to be going for you?... Minor set back

Spark my trees then I'll spark your interest.
Okay
*Probs not the epitome of lyrical genius to rhyme interest with interest, but as you said, "okayyy"

Lets pop some bubbly
Tell me you in love with me
*She's drunk.. duh.

No golf but club with me I'm big like double D's.
*Brilliant.

Poppin in cities I ain't heard of
Let me see your titties baby pull that shirt up
*Does that actually work?.. If you're playing in cities I've never heard of I'm probably not going to be impressed (just sayyyyin') but clearly you asked this question AFTER "poppin some bubbly" for a reason.. good call.

Lift that skirt up got buns like a burger
*Thank you?

Do the most not the minimum
You not a wage worker.

*So contrary to popular belief video girls don't get paid monetarily... hmm... however are they compensated for their charitable contributions to society? Herpes, The Clap, sharing rappers with other girls? (I hope they get tax write-offs for all that selflessness!) Silly me.. there's clearly things that money just can't buy.

That is all.. but not to fret- it's Thursday, that means my weekend starts in T-minus 4 hours.. so good stories shall surface soon enough.
(Not to mention that I'm canning tonight to raise money for IUDM, hilarity shall ensue.)

Peace and Pussy.