hierarchy [hahy-uh-rahr-kee]. THE FUCK IS THAT SHIT? let's spell it like it's pronounced. hi-are-key (or hi-er-are-key). so obviously it's spelt hierarchy. makes fucking sense. the english language is a big dumb bitch. hi-er-are-key = hierarchy. why? because fuck you that's why. magical fucking language. i just hate stupid spellings. they're fucking... stupid. or what about the military rank colonel spelt kernel. is that motherfucker the pre-popcorn? no. so shut the fuck up. i raged on google about this and look at all these words i found.

agatospia: admiration of a particular part of someone's body.
so if you like someone's fucking ear, that's agastopic of you.

bibble: to drink often; to eat and/or drink noisily.
why be an alcoholic when you can be bibble.

cabotage: coastal navigation; the exclusive right of a country to control the air traffic within its borders.
sounds like cabbage sabotage. the sidenote said: NOT to sabotage with cabbage and/or vermont cabot cheese. dammit. i love sabotaging planes in my countries airspace with vermont cheese...

doodle sack: an old english word for bagpipe.
in my free time i like to blow on my doodle sack.

 erinaceous: f, pertaining to, or resembling a hedgehog.
you're erinaceous.

firman: in turkey and some other oriental countries, a decree or mandate issued by the sovereign.
yeah motherfucker, firman and sheet.

gabelle: a tax on salt.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND STOP COMPLAINING ABOUT THE UNSALTED PORK TINY TIM. YOU WANNA PAY THE FUCKING GABELLE? DIDN'T THINK SO, BITCH." cause you know... there's no tax on pepper.. just salt...

halfpace: a platform of a staircase where the stair turns back in exactly the reverse direction of the lower flight.
sounds british. yuck.

impignorate: to pawn or mortgage something.
this made me think of impregnating a pig.... LOL, and the note said "NOT to impregnate a pig." motherfuckers read my mind.

jentacular: pertaining to breakfast.
eggs and stuff....

 kakorrhaphiophobia: fear of failure.
i was scared of failing to spell that bitch word properly.

lamprophony: loudness and clarity of enunciation
SUH-TOP BE-ING SO LAMP-RO-PHONY.

macrosmatic: having a good sense of smell.
"i smell hot dogs." "how macrosmatic of you."

nudiustertian: the day before yesterday.
i'd rather just say the day before yesterday.

oxter: outdated word meaning armpit.
totally using this word from now on.

pauciloquent: uttering few words; brief in speech.
paciloquent wouldn't be pauciloquent?

quire: two dozen sheets of paper.
let's go to staples and confuse employees! wooh!

ratoon: a small shoot growing from the root of a plant.
love them there ratoons. yeeup.

salopettes: high-wasited skiing pants with shoulder straps.
ew.

tittynope: a small quantity of something left over.
this is my favourite word ever. i'm always gonna leave a little bit of left overs so i can say it all the time.

ulotrichous: having wooly or crispy hair.
yuck.

valetudinarian: a sickly or weak person, especially one who is constantly and morbidly concerned with his or her health.
that would suck..

winklypicker: style of shoe or boot in the 1950s with a sharp and long pointed toe.
a close second to 'tittynope' in the eyebrow-raiser category.

xertz: to gulp down quickly and greedily.
starving babies.

yarborough: hand of cards containing no card above a nine.
use THIS word everyday.

zoanthropy: delusion of a person who believes himself changed into an animal.
that's hot.


 
they aren’t gamer girls. they’re whores who found an xbox controller (i say xbox because i refuse to support gaystation). posting pictures in slutty clothing holding an xbox controller? i game so much it’s ridiculous, and i have never nor will i ever post a picture of myself holding an xbox controller. girls post pictures to impress guys. i’m sorry, do you think that if a guy sees you with a gaming controller they’re just gonna fall in love? no. what do you play? black ops zombies? shocker. playing a bonus feature of a game, such as black ops zombies, is not gaming. it’s try hard pathetic. and i can almost guarantee that you suck raging boners at every game you play. i soloed 56 on der riese on zombies. and don’t get me wrong, sure, some girls do game, but if you post pictures of yourself gaming then you don’t do it because you enjoy, you do it because you’re an attention whore. i honestly wouldn’t be shocked if some bitches just bought an xbox controller (had no xbox or anything, just the controller) and just did a fucking photo shoot. put down the xbox controller and go back to your corner. i find it astounding what some retards do for attention, but you know, that’s just me.

 
this is more or less a personal rant, but i'm sure many people can still relate. I HATE WORKING IN THE MORNING. working in the afternoons 3 - 11 (or 4 - 11 after school) is actually fun because everyone's so chill. i hate it and dread it on my way there, but once i get onto the floor i actually don't mind it. but days where i have to work 6am - 2pm make me want to start world war fucking three. tonight (friday) i have to work 4 - 11, the very next day i have to work 6am - 2pm. so basically, i get off at 11, buy something to eat and go home. i get home around 11:30 and go on the internet machine for half an hour when suddenly it's 12:30 or 1:00 in the morning. i then start calculating. "alright. i work at 6:00, have to leave at 5:30, i need to shower and do my makeup and put on my uniform and other rainbolic* things, so i should wake up at about 4:00 in the morning. so it's 1:00, and i have to wake up in 3 hours to work an 8 hour shift in the morning at the busiest store in town in the morning." so then i shut down my laptop, and roll over to go to sleep. which is usually when i decide to be more restless and energetic than ever. next thing i know i'm crashed and it's 5:30 and my father is yelling at me to wake up because my phone alarm and my alarm failed to do the one job they were required to do. i'll put money on those events. i should probably just pull an all nighter and chug back massive amounts of coffee. anyway. that's my rant of hatred towards the morning time. RRRRRAGHRRR. i hate mornings. i hate work. i DESPISE working in the mornings. but you know, that's just me.


* rainbolic = something of the wonderful-osity of a rainbow. ex: cheesecake is rainbolic with a side of magical unicorns.
 
hypocrisy, hypocrisy everywhere. (hypocrisy... that's ACTUALLY how it's spelt. fucking stupid spelling. like wtf? ANYSLUT.) i hate hypocrits. you can't do this, but i can. fuck you sir, fuck you. i hate being controlled, and i despise being controlled without legitimate or reasonable grounds. you can't just tell me not to do something for no reason, and you certainly cannot tell me not to do something for no reason and then go do that exact same thing unless you want to place your own fucking head on the god damn curb while i slam my heel down on your fucking jaw. i fucking HATE hypocrits. fuck em. fuck em all. i just don't really know what to say about this other than the fact that i put up with hypocrisy every single day of my life, and it drives me up the walls, through the ceiling, and to the fucking moon. i hate hypocrits. but you know, that's just me.
 
i'm going to assume that 90% of people can completely relate to this. i absolutely fucking HATE when people talk shit and spread rumors. did you fucking SEE me do what you're saying i did with your own eyes? nope. so do me a favour and shut your mouth, bitch. someone hates you so they make something up and tell people, and those people are IDIOTS and instead of asking about it they tell more people who do the same thing. do you people really have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING better to do with your life? it eventually gets to the point where 50 people are just shooting you looks and whispering, even your backstabbing worthless friends. and i'm honestly not complaining. you wanna talk shit about me? have motherfucking fun, because while your life is centered around me and what i'm doing, i'm off living my ACTUAL life and not the one you're creating in your mind this very second. and why me? are there THAT many things about me that you are so god damn jealous of that you have to spend your time talking about ME? why talk about people? honestly why? i would really like a legitimate reason as to why the fuck all people do is talk about other people. if you don't like someone keep it to your fucking self, because that's no reason to spread shit about people. if someone hates you, do you want them to spread rumours about you? probably not. you can act like a swaggot hater lover fag dick lover whatever the fuck you wanna be called and say that you don't care because haters keep you motivated. SHUT THE FUCK UP. it's people like you that give the human race a bad name. you're basically saying that if some chick told your boyfriend that you deep throated some other guys cock, even though what she's saying is a complete lie, you wouldn't care because she's your "hater" and therefore you "love her" because you "love haters". alright, as long as you make sense. i'll be honest, i fucking HATE when people spread shit about me. they wanna call me a slut? cool, i'm far from a slut. call me a whore? cool, i'm not even close. all people do is mother fucking gossip and it drives me up the wall and through the roof. if you're one of the people who just talks about other people, then it's time to take a close look at the direction in which your life is going. i don't understand the reasoning behind talking shit about people, but you know, that's just me.