Friday, July 29, 2011

I HATE THAT WORD:


 Interwebs(z*): /intÉ™r,webs/

Definition:

noun

1 : A sarcastic term for the internet. Often used in the context of parody regarding an inexperience, unskilled, or incoherent user.

2 : A rather humorous combination of the World Wide Web and Internet. Usually used in parody of someone who is fluent with IP.


Why I hate it: Why don’t I hate it? It’s annoying, and kind of makeS me feel like an annoying little sister who is trying way too hard to be cute. Although I hate this word, I’m not going to lie…it is in my vocabulary...(hypocrite!) 

*The Z is optional, I like to add it for an extra touch of annoyance. You're welcome.

What are some Internet slag words you hate? Are they worse than Interwebz (probably not)? SHARE!

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

HEY Y'ALL

Oh hey, JIMEE!
Hello everyone! I've been missing this, and by this I mean you, and writing a bunch on nonsense! I's been a rough and messy yet joyful summer but unfortunately it's ending soon. That means saying goodbye to friends and hello to school, where I have no friends because the only friend I made last semester, Jimee, has went on off to another school :(  Anyway, I know most people on the interwebz say something like "School is starting so I won't be on this that much" lucky for me I work in the complete opposite way! INSTEAD of doing my school work, I blog! You're welcome.

In other news:

I still have a Tumblr, but it's such a different community. Again, I didn't "fit in". If you're not posting pictures of yourself naked, cool haircuts, Harry Potter, or weed you're pretty much left alone. That's okay.

I'm excited to get things going again.

With love,
        hate,
        appreciation, Sasha 

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

How To Avoid:




I seriously would LOVE more than ever to try this, but I just don't have the balls. I love you, Jenna Marbles.

Saturday, July 02, 2011



Kind of bummed so I decided to turn to my trusty friend, the Internet. Hey, hello! My whole life I was always considered the "nice" one, the one that "doesn't start any drama", "the helper" (I know these titles because me and my lame friends would actually sit and give them out...oh, kids).

Now, I suppose I'm still that way. I always realize that no one ever appreciates my kindness but when I'm gone, because eventually I will be, they'll be pretty fucking sorry, and as fucked up as that statement sounds, I kind of can't wait for that day. I mean, I love the people I'm surrounded by and all but why the fuck can't they open their eyes a little more sometimes? See what I'm about? Geez, I know I sound like a high schooler who is unappreciative.

I'm not saying I'm some sort of place mat because if "any bitch ever crossed me" and I genuinely felt offended I'd go "Icebreaker" on her ass. Okay, so I'm being a bit dramatic. I don't mean I would kill anyone or do anything to that nature (we're talking about ME, sweet Sasha!) but I'd definitely let her have a piece of my mind, but I'm allowed to!




I never get to be the "sad one" of the "one with the problems", it's like I'm forced to not have feelings. I never talk about my problems, I'm just not that girl. I'm sick of that shit. I'm excited to eventually move and one day and fleet like a fucking immigrant to a place where people actually show real emotions, real feelings. Even now, when I'm in the lowest part of my life I asked my "friends" one thing, "just be there for me". That's all. I asked them to help me not be in such a shitty sad place, help me laugh so hard that I cry tears of awesomeness instead of fear...I asked for too much. I know it's not there place for them to make me happy 24/7 but inst that kind of what a friend does. Picks you up when your down and shit? Correct me if I'm wrong. Seriously, do it. I know the whole "you can't rely on anyone" deal but I never wanted to believe it. I'm not saying one little fallout, that didn't even happen, means I'm going to completely change my mind on that statement, but I have to stop being so blind to it.

I don't know, I'm sure I'll regret posting this sooner than later but I'm okay with that. I sound like a huge immature baby cry. Whatever. I spoke too much, the ice cream man is outside, bye.