Rant No. Dos

So...um I'm going to rant, and to prepare you, here's a picture of a black guy and water balloons. Enjoy


Okay crazy bitch rant number 2. I should seriously just call this the "crazy bitch cafe" and once again it's about Sam. Really we get along most of the time but the times where we don't are the ones I write about. AND ONCE AGAIN IT'S ABOUT A GIRL. Do you see a pattern? Because I do. This is really the one place I can blow off steam because almost nobody reads this, and the one who does is my friend so I don't care. Okay, so it goes like this, my friend Rysa was asking if I wanted this giant Jack Sparrow poster * I am a huge johnny Depp fan*, I say no because I really don't have room, and sam says that he wants it. Okay, everything's fine and dandy, but THEN he goes and says "to bad it's not a Kira Knightly poster...mmm the things I would do to that..." I lose it then. And when I lose it I implode. I don't like people touching me, I don't talk, I don't make eye contact and I have this really nervous tick that involves me doing something repeatedly over and over... like obsessively scratching my arm or picking at my nails really quickly making clicking sounds. It's really odd, anyway, so he says that and I go into implosion mode, obviously. And he has the nerve to be mad at me for being pissed at him! I mean what the fuck? He doesn't even like when I mention that a guy was looking at me, MUCH LESS if I were to say that dude was hot and totally bangable. He does not understand why I was, "flipping out about him saying something about a cardboard cut out" how does he not understand that it's still an image of another girl and I don't like him saying shit like that. I have low self esteem already, how is that okay to say something like that to your girlfriend? THEN I talk to his friend Kyle who tells me that that's just how Sam is. So apparently he does it a lot more than I think. AWESOME. Yeah and I'm supposed 2 be okay with this and he can't figure out why I'm pissed. Sometimes I seriously wonder why I even put myself through this shit. It seems masochistic to me.

Sooooo.....fuck life.

The End

It’s interesting to me that the courts are thinking about changing the driving age to 18. Mostly because at 16 you’re old enough to get a job. If you’re old enough to get a job and be responsible, why not to drive? Also, parents and the courts are complaining that kids aren’t as responsible as they used to be, who’s fault is that? Maybe if parents taught kids to be more responsible then kids wouldn’t have that issue. I also like how if there is a vote on changing the age, we are completely powerless because we can’t vote on our own prospects of having our mode of transportation and freedoms being revoked by a system that is controlled by adults when adults are the ones who are fucking up the kids and the system. So let’s recap, 16 year olds are to irresponsible to drive, I say that parents are too irresponsible to make the decision that we can or can not drive, since they’re too irresponsible to not teach their kids to be responsible.

rant

I would like to start my first rant today, because I have noticed that in myself, as well as other teenagers, a complete and utter chemical imbalance, if I do say so myself. I am a supple young girl, fifteen years of age, and i would officially like to state that I am brain damaged as my mother likes to call it. Technically she's right, since i am a teenager my hormones and emotions have gone a little haywire, it's a proven fact that teenagers are not capable at this point in our development to act on rational thought. Although i like to pride myself on the ability to control most emotions i have to say every now and again I completely lose my mind.

example 1. Mom accuses me of stealing tweezers, i flip the hell out, she yells at me for flipping out, which makes me flip out further and punch a wall there by damaging my knuckles and leaving permanent scars...wanna guess who was right about the tweezers? I'll give you a hint, it wasn't me.

example 2. Boyfriend *Sam* and I are arguing, Sam brings up a friend girl that he KNOWS will make me mad, I start crying. I have cried for 3 reasons in my life time. Death, excruciating pain and Sam mentioning another girl. hm....one of these causes of tears does not belong...

All in all, I think that teenagers are psychotic and emotional.
The End.

Creativity

Hey Guys! This is just some of my edited art and photography. I'm sure there will be more to come but since i am currently in need of a new camera chances are I won't be adding new photography for a while haha

first post

Hey guys it's Bethany otherwise known as LC, or Bizkit but I'll be going as Bethany from here on out. I started this blog because i realized that on the blog I started with my friend Kj I was writing a lot more about music and politics than I was random things. Soooooooo I started this. I probably won't be writing in it much since I only write or blog when i'm inspired to do so. So I'll probably be posting a lot of my, or friends poetry and a lot of artist's song lyrics. I might have my friend Krystal write thing's occationally or have Sam *SC* help me with a video game section or just contributing to the music section *shrugs* idk we'll just have to see where it goes won't we? :)