Snowy bitches

(I think I might have grabbed another person and thrown them into the world of blogging....looking forward to reading it!)

Why can't Tuscaloosa get happy, fluffy snow? All we get is ice and rain. We get all the crappy parts of cold weather precipitation, and none of the fun. We get all the dirty, sand covered bridges and ugly piles of ice pellets. Not to mention of course nobody knows how to drive in this weather, so there's car wrecks as far as the eye can see. So, hey weather...shift back to how you were this past weekend. 60s. We'll all get along better. I promise.

Ok, so certain person. I know you're pissed at me. Frankly, I can understand why, but I still think it's pointless to. It was going to happen sooner or later, I just decided for it to happen sooner. I'm sorry that you've chosen to get cozy in this half-ass life you have, while I've chosen to move on to bigger and better things. I thought this might give you a boost and some motivation to finally seek out something better than what you have, but it seems as though you're deciding to sink even lower than where you are. But that's not my fault. I'm allowed to do what I want with my life. I'm sorry it affects you in a way, but like I said before, it was going to happen eventually. So, get over it. And don't try to purposely make my life hell by you being a subtle bitch. Just to let you know, it's not so subtle. Your little ways of saying "fuck you" to me really just make you seem like a bitchy cunt. It's that part of your personality that makes nobody want to be around you anyway. I liked how you used to be. I really did. But in the past few years, you've changed. And not for the better. You're overly critical of everyone around you, and I think that's because deep down you're mad at yourself for having absolutely nothing going for you. You don't take risks or try to really live your life. At least these people that you constantly yell at can look back on their lives and be satisfied. Can you?