So you think you have what it takes to be America’s Next Top Model?

OK. So I just opened up a blog. Why? Beats me. Why am I writing in English when Spanish is my mother tongue? Well aren’t you a curious one.

See, I recently realized there’s a lot of stuff I like to argue about. Be it football (REAL football for you U.S. citizens), technology, religion (I’m an atheist), music (I’m a musical elitist), whatever you did last summer, cars, STDs or breakfast. This doesn’t mean I’m an angry person… I’m just dying to prove you wrong. Unless you agree with me; in that case have a cookie.

You don’t like the cookie? But I baked it with cinnamon and a sprinkle of love. And by love I mean laxative. Three cheers for a healthy colon!

But I digress. This is about the blog. I will be posting things about stuff and such. You’re more than welcome to post and discuss. But you better behave or else I will have that cookie back.

Being this the first post I’ll just keep it casual and post a link for a song I’ve been digging pretty hard as of late. Enjoy this masterpiece by Mew. What? No! It’s not the Pokémon you nerd! It’s an Indie Rock/Shoegaze band from Denmark.

Ugh. I hate you.

 

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About CR7

So you think you had a hard childhood? Well, fuck you. It's got nothing on mine. My mom threw me out of the house before I even hit 13, and I never met my dad. My only friend till I was 10 was the prick next door who was always beating me and telling me I wasn't worth shit. It's not like I had a choice: the town I lived in only had like 9 people in it. I spent my adolesence moving around fighting people. But it gets worse. My only friend then was an asian guy in his 30s or something who was somewhat of a perv. The only perk was that I got to hang around with this cute ginger chick. She enjoyed beating me but I trust it was her way of caring. But dear God the bane of my existance was this adult couple that I could NOT seem to avoid. You know the types of couples that are absolutely sickening, like they wear matching outfits and finish each other sentences? Yeah they were fucking creepers, and they had a cat, who was at least twice as annoying as they were, I swear this thing would never shut the fuck up. Like I said I ended up moving from town to town getting into fights with other kids my age, even adults from time to time. The only thing that kept me going was my dream to become a Pokemon master.
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3 Responses to So you think you have what it takes to be America’s Next Top Model?

  1. Chimpirri, oh how you spike my mood.
    Cheers for the beginning of my daily dose of angry and cynical.
    You better post daily. ❤

  2. Mew says:

    I’m the Pokémon and I feel appalled by this post!

  3. frutatedmeek says:

    Blog obvs needs more STD’s.

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