mine's longer than the rest. that also adds to my bitch`ness (original) (raw)

Your Name :+: Christina

Your Age :+: 20

What makes a bitch? Being me, that simple

Why people consider you a bitch? Because i'm extremely blunt, love to speak my mind, and what's on my mind is usually very very honost. i'm the kind of friend who, when asked ][or not][, will gladly go 'damn, your makeup makes you look like a whore' and still love you, but mean it completely. everyone should have a friend like that...

Your Top Three Bitch Moments : (in no particular order)

1. At 2am, a man with his crappy boat hinged to his ugly truck nearly ran me into the side of the 3 mile bridge (a bridge that connects pensacola to gulf breeze by crossing the gulf of mexico for 3 or so miles..) and they just happened to be going my way, so when i got to the next stop light i rolled up next to them to voice my opinion since they had missed my car by centimeters. They were redneck and naturally had nothing of intelligence to respond with except obscene things i don't remember anymore, and i decided *since the light was taking forever* to get out of my car, and take the cigarette from the young man sitting in the passenger seat, put it out on their truck, and tell them to kiss my ass, if they try anymore shit by my car again i'd be happy to put them in their place (i was witty when this happened i swear)

2. After leah told me about how nasty meri was, i decided i'd only use her for rides; one party n particular she and i got into a nasty tiff over her and how she treats people, how lame she is etc. my stuff still in her car, she takes off and leaves me to fend for myself but i'd already found another ride, so i focused instead on gettng my stuff back. she shows up the following weekend pretending she doesn't know me which was just fine with me, her left passenger door didn't work so i went, got into her car while she was inside the party, got my stuff back + some of hers (tips from that night on the job included...) and some choice articles of clothing. serves her right for sending my best bud death threats way back when.

3. On the boardwalk one night, some particularly intoxicated guys, high on WHO THE FUCK KNOWS were bothering the absolute hell out of me. Of course the guys i was hanging out with at the time did nothing to help me out so when one was like 'baby, you want some VIP' after i'd already told him to fuck off a dozen times, i noticed it was for a really shitty place i didn't really want to go to. His friend looked rather interested in the card though, and nearly hit me to get it from me when i took it from his friend (i'm really not sure why though, i think it was fake .. who knows) so the guy was like 'now if you're not going to use it give it back' i took the card, tore it in half, gave each a half and then punched his friend when he grabbed my wrist and wouldn't let it go fast enough.
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