Okay, the title describes me, but, I was at Sams Club and this teenager who looked, maybe 16 or 17? Ran into my cart while I was stopped. She just stared at me for 30 seconds. So finally she says, "Watch where you're going, dude!" ... Bitch you ran into me.
So I am just standing there and I look really stupid, and out of nowhere I say, "No," and she continues to stare at me.
God, I am retarded. So I just push my cart away, whistling 'Yankee Doodle' so off key.
I need some help. Any therapists out there? I am 169% sure that I am insane and stupid.
Oh... Merry Christmas, I almost forgot! I am not getting to open my shit until like 5:30 p.m cause both of my parental units are working. On Christmas. God damn.
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Hài hướcOkay, not entirely "rants", but a journal of shit going on I guess. Call it a diary if you dare but be prepared for a punch to your face.
