As I mentioned before, I wanted to dedicate a blog to my adventure to Chernobyl & Prypiat. I wanted to share my experience and explain some things that I don’t think not everyone knew. And of course the only way to know is to visit yourself but unfortunately not everyone can do that. I also wanted to share more photos from my trip and describe them more.
I was there. Though pictures taken from my sister.
Wanna know something funny? You just pretty much admitted that you sent your sister that message.
On the contrary, I did not. Assumptions are assumptions, but don’t take the internet so seriously. I sadly love my sister, and in her situation, as much as I get frustrated with the situation, I’m not gonna send her hate mail.
figured id check out your blog considering your sister mentioned it. But good lord it's funny how hardcore you try to act "my name is unimportant" "i'm a liar" wow aren't you a fucking badass!
Looks like you need to get over YOURSELF you immature little brat.
Now that I’m working, I have so little time lately, I work from 8-2 Thurs-Sun this week, and then after work I have more places to go, people to see, and grad parties. I like being busy, don’t get me wrong, its just insanely different now. It’s nice besides getting up at 7am a lot, since I go to bed at 1am every night.
Next week, I work Wed-Sun (7 hours) and I only have Monday and Tuesday off. Hopefully I don’t get called in cause I really want to sleep in, and hang out with D. Though the cunt is at least texting him once a day.
8 girls total got themselves knocked up in my grade.
Seriously, is it THAT hard to wear a fucking condom? or to use birth control? OR EVEN TO PULL OUT AT THE RIGHT TIME?!?!
Do girls really think they’re mature enough to even have a baby at this age? when life and the economy is so corrupt, when a college education is a need now. Grow up girls and learn to be fucking responsible.
How many girls are knocked up in your class?
Seriously when I turn 20 I’m posting “I survived teen pregnancy” on my wall cause I know how to be responsible because I don’t want no damn kid, I want to live the life of college immaturity and be MY AGE.