So at first the only controller for the PS2 my dad could find was broken. And I was like 

but then my dad found one that worked. and i was all

now it’s time to play some of my old favorite games

Day eight: Do you own any smosh merch? If no, why not?

No. :C Sadly, I do not. I REALLY want some of their shirts, especially their epic hoodie. I am broke.

I’M SO SICK OF IT

I’m so sick of being fucking broke, ALL THE TIME.

I know my dad is the best that he can, but am I NOT allowed to be a bit irritated at it?! I have friends that got a brand new fucking LAPTOP, for christmas and I’m stuck with a shitty little desktop that can barely process ANYTHING. Oh, by the way, I BOUGHT IT.

All I got for Christmas is a crappy little Mp3 player, and a sub-woofer for my car (which was actually used). Oh. And candy, lots of fucking candy.

Seriously. I’m so sick of it. And I can’t find a fucking job. Just fuck.

I hate money. Seriously.

I’m really not trying to sound like a whiny little child just wanting everything, it’s just I’m sick of having to practically BEG to get five dollars for fucking LUNCH MONEY.

You know? And then, there are people out there that say they’re struggling, and yet they go buy a brand new LAPTOP?! Really guys? I can REALLLLY see how much your “struggling”. You guys would die in my life. I promise.

If being able to buy a new laptop, is struggling, then I don’t even KNOW what having to dig for 5 dollars is called. I really don’t.

I kicked a puppy…

Bah. I broke up with my boyfriend because I didn’t think it was going to get anywhere. I was getting fed up with the constant cuddling, cutting into what I was trying to say, and always texting me. I know that when you’re in a relationship, you should be around each other a lot, but no. It was bothering me.

Also…I just don’t think I like him THAT way. I unfortunetly had to do the “we can still be friends” speech.

And we were only going out for a week.

However…I’ve been hanging out with him for like….2 months. I’m allowed. Right?

So the reason I say I kicked a puppy is because he’s just so SWEET, and it makes it hard to be mean to him. I could tell he was crushed by me breaking up with him (also the most AWKWARD moment of my life…) and I felt like taking it back…but I just couldn’t. I know it hurt him, cause he REALLY likes me…but…I didn’t want to have to deal with it JUST because of that. My own happiness is also a factor here, and I was suffocating. I don’t really know how to explain it.

So…my puppy analogy: I feel like I just kicked a cute innocent puppy into a wall, and now it’s whining at me, cause he thought I loved him. ;-; (It’s a puppy, I could love him. I didn’t love my boyfriend though…)

Anyway….he really is a very sweet, and generally considerate guy. He wasn’t ever drastically rude, and made sure that what I wanted to do came first…but he also had a lot of little things that just drove me CRAZY.

He interrupted me easily.

He would change the subject back to him.

He would always want to hold my hand. (No matter what we were doing.)

He was DAMN LOUD.

He was obsessed with video games. (I mean sure…I’m a video game junky…but I know what’s TOO MUCH.)

He sometimes would even ignore something I tried to say to start a casual conversation.

So are you seeing a little bit of my point here? He’s sweet and all, but he just has those certain qualities about him.

He also seems a bit too immature for me. (I have lots and lots of adults say I’m shockingly mature for my age…) It almost felt like I was baby sitting sometimes.

I would totally zone out on over half the things he was saying. (I simply couldn’t make myself be interested…)

I’m not going to state much more, because I could go on a for A LONG time and sound like an obnoxious teenager….so….

~Fin~

*Back to my solo life!*

((Ps…I didn’t really kick a puppy guys……))