In less than 3 hours it will be Reo's 19th birthday, resulting in potential gifts, random people who don't even care about her saying 'happy birthday' and a whole variety of traditional-bogus-rubbish. Candles, cakes, balloons, line dancing... Why do birthdays bring the worst out of everyone? Do people drink in order to forget these annual ordeals? I think they might. Hell, if I wasn't poor, I would. Booze makes even the most embarrassing experiences into mere fragmented memories.
Anyway, to celebrate I've decided to make this post a general rant. You know, of all the things that have been recently pissing me off, you know?
For starters, I hate potato salads. Most retarded form of salad imaginable. Who puts fucking potato in a salad? It's supposed to be cooked, and preferably mashed or baked. You don't cut it up and pour sauce on it to make a side dish. Boourns.
Secondly, I hate, HATE cats. This should already be common knowledge for most of you. They're selfish, ungodly, spoilt, snobby creatures, that spend their days sleeping and eating other animals. I don't care if yours has a fucking bell on it. Chances are it has already learnt how to hunt at night without making it ring anyway. Yes, they are cute as kittens. But I'm pretty sure Hitler made a cute baby too.
Thirdly (man, I'm on a roll!), Death Note's ending. If you actually care what happens, I won't ruin it for you. Spoiler in black, bitches.
Yeah, way to fucking die, Light. I'm sure your dad's proud of you... NO WAIT, HE'S DEAD TOO. He should have shot you while he had the chance.Lastly, but not least, I'm so sick of chain emails that it is no longer funny. I can't even laugh at the morons sending it to me anymore. It's reached a point where it's simply stupid and I can't stand it. The love of your life won't kiss you tomorrow if you send this email on! They might punch you in the face for being a complete gimp and not realising how much potential energy you're wasting that could have gone to something better than reading a dumb email and forwarding it. Gah, grow a brain.
Happy 19th Birthday Reo! One year off 20, woo...