MotherFUCKER!

I hate men. Women too, don't think I'm letting y'all off that easily. But men especially, as they all suck, only fugmos are interested in me, and every guy I like is unobtainable or already in a couple. As is what happened with Mikey the Delicious Flight Attendant.

So yeah, I've totally dug this guy for AGES, but I rarely see him. We get along really great but he's pretty hot so I'm all Mr Intimidated. Anyway, didn't see him for a couple of weeks. I find out today that he is "totally in love" with some wannabe model pleb who works in the underwear section of Myer!!!

He's all blahblah so deep and connected blahblah married after two weeks blahblahblah. I HATE THEM. I want their penii to fall off in big blistery ooee-esque STDs. I want Herpes Type II to cover their mouths in a Matthew Kopp cyctic-acne way. I want their blood to be eaten away by ravenous AIDS viruses. I want them to be fired from their high-flying jobs and become fat bums watching Briz31 with no sex drive.

Most of all I want someone to want me for a change. I'm sick of being lonely and miserable. And I'm sick of feeling like a pathetic and weak person for feeling the need for a hot man to make me happy. I should be happy on my OWN dammit. I'm smart! I'm independant! I'm cool! I can drink and swear like a bitch! Hmmph.

I guess this has caught me at a bad moment, as my friends are being cunty to me. I found out that one of my supposed "best friends" from highschool has been bitching and whinging behind my back, being all: "blah blah Dawei has changed so much from highschool blahblah now loud and rude and annoying blahblah" FUCK YOU CUNTFACE. Just because I was considered "perfect" by everyone in highschool does NOT mean I can't be louder and swearier and ruder and have more sex-er these days. Up yours, stupid friends. Friendship is meant to be unconditional. Not be rude to me (or ignore me when you have a partner EVERYONE. LITERALLY).

Ah, feel better. At least I wasn't dumped.

At any rate, going by my trackrecord, I'll sleep with him eventually only he'll still have his boyfriend leading to much angst. Hey, it's happened with three other guys I've liked, why not a fourth time?!

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posted by Dawei at 12:10 am

Go Dawei with the updating!

I am stoked that Matthew Kopp didn't win Search for a Supermodel. Like he had a chance in Hell though. Ugly, strunzy loser. Good on David though (whee same name). Despite his Jesus-love, he seemed alright. Heading for the divorce court soon though. Like Ms Hairy Legs says, I wished Katie Ford ripped into Matthew some more, but seeing as I wisely taped the final, I may recap and add my own personal brand of venom to the proceedings! Hurrah!

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posted by Dawei at 9:09 pm

I've decided to get my motorbike license. I can totally see myself fanging it up to uni, jumping off, and stomping into classes with my helmet and spirax notebook.

Hot Coles Dude was there again today, but I missed him as he was sent off to do other duties! MotherFUCKER! How unfair! So now I'll have to wait another couple of days before I can set my claws into him. I don't want to seem like a stalker, you know. I think he'd be interested. Well, I hope he would be grrrr. Mmmmm buff arms and height drooooooooool.

Nice ass too, and I don't normally care about asses. *girly squeal*

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posted by Dawei at 10:58 pm

Mother FUCKER. I broke the stupid cunting links thingies. Bloody John Howard had better be damned grateful, or I'll kick his ass.

On a more pleasant note, I've finished exams -- yay. On a less pleasant note, the Gods have rewarded this achievement by giving me explosive diarrhea and stomach cramps. Joy. I'm going out to the movies and drinks tonight though, so hopefully I wont change the decor of the venues to poo-brown.

Do you think my snobbiness has gone to an extreme when a really hot dude was all flirty, but I was all: ew, he works at Coles? I'll go back and work my magic I think, at least to get another homofied friend. I have none left! Stupid sex. I'll probably go chase Richie for a bit next year, as a friend, because he always boosts my confidence. Gotta love those arty/spiritual types. Then, bouyed from him, I will be able to snare many a hottie with my newfound sense of confidence! Meanwile, it's been almost two months and Cheekbones STILL hasn't said Happy Birthday. I'm starting to wonder if maybe I did something wrong, or if I'm at fault for his non-interest in me. Hmmph, nah. I think he's a tool. Who always gets what he wants. I hate those people. I hope he gets herpes or something, so I can laugh. Big, painful Type II Herpes all over his mouth, like Matthew Kunt from Search for a Supermodel! Ha HA!

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posted by Dawei at 5:13 pm

Here: I wrote this. It's a recap of Always Greener! Because the show is so popular and all. Shut UP.

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posted by Dawei at 11:52 pm

Because study is boring and shitting me, I decided to go find me a new wardrobe. Of course, seeing as I have no money, I had to do it on this infernal contraption. However this is mine. It's Gucci. Droooooooool. Stupid money. Actually, either of these Prada Puppies would be nice. But if I'm going to go the whole full coat look, it's all about this Gucci dude: buttons!

I'm not sure why I'm on such a huge coat kick at the moment. Seeing it's fucking boiling and I'm spending my days lounging around in my undies and tank top. And even in Winter, it's not like BrisVegas ever gets cold enough to warrant me stomping around the place like a Gucci-clad Gestapo. Is the Gestapo the Nazi police dudes, or was that the guy who killed Pinocchio?

Anyway, I want it to snow! I've already got this bitchin' grey cashmere scarf. It's wasted on all this cunting sunshine and beachiness. Hmmph. I think I'll have to go work in a hospital or something over in London or in somewhere-cold USA. That'd be sweet.

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posted by Dawei at 11:19 am

How pathetic that my life is so dull it doesn't require commenting on? BAH!

How does Dr. Dawei sound? Medicine is my future, people. So I suppose I'll have to become a nerd for the next ten years. Not like my social life could get more embarrassing. Hello, friends? Stop being so happy and pay attention to me again!

Fucking cunts.

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posted by Dawei at 10:42 pm