Flakes

No I am not talking about Frosted Flakes. I am talking about flaky ass people. What is your deal? Why is it so hard to come through on anything you say? What does this say about you as a person? Obviously you are not very reliable. Reliability equates to trust and trust equates to YOU ARE FLAKE! If you say, "Hey CC! Guess what. I am going to do the best thing in the world and take you to Disneyland on the Friday before Spring Break." AND THEN YOU DON'T! Flake, Flake, FLAKE! I kid, I kid Jayme Jarvis, I have forgiven you. Please don't feel bad. (Just don't ever do that again, I went home and cried myself to sleep that night, Just Throwing It Out There). But seriously, I don't understand why it is so hard to commit to something that you say you are going to do. How about this, stop saying you are going to do stuff because we all know that in the end you will not come through. Yet, I am so naive that I still hold out that hope that you will come through...and then you don't. You are really killin' me smalls! Stop it! We can not be friends if you are going to be a flake because I have this problem where when people don't do stuff that they say they are going to do then I get angry. I know, it's a weird problem to have but what can I do. As I sit here watching Titanic for the umpteenth time, I realize something...I have seen this movie way too many times. I just can't help it people! I have an addiction to their love, and always hope that they turn in time but they never do.

Hey Party People. Stop being a flake, it's not attractive and that is what we are all after now isn't it? This time I actually do care (I know that that goes against all my other blogs but I can't help it) and it really does hurt my feelings (the few that I actually have). Stop hurting my feelings! Because after all everything does revolve around my feelings and how I feel doesn't it? People wonder why I am such a bitch, it's because of you flakes! It is not my fault! Nothing is my fault!

Hasta Luego

She Was No Where Near Me!

Today, I would like to comment on DRAMA QUEENS. Bitches and hoes my friends, bitches and hoes. Why not just play the game it should be played and quit with the effing BS. You people are the reason that I get bitchy during Lent. It is not entirely my fault that I am bitchy. Stupid people act stupid all the damn time. Stop being a pansy, man-up, and suck it up. I DIDN'T IMPEDE SHIT! If I had impeded you, bitch, then why not run into instead of avoiding the contact all together you wimpy baby. Bitches and Hoes. I would like to nominate her for best actress on a softball field. "And the softie goes to...the shortstop for Williams!" There should totally be a softball awards! I bet there is and they just haven't invited me yet. Oh, but this year I will be there, front and center. I would thank God right now, if I could, that we won by 10 billion. Had we lost by one, shit would have gone down. Bitches and Hoes.

I suppose life is going to be full of drama queens. People! Stop acting a damn fool. You just look stupid, and let's remember that CC (that's me) gets bitchy when people act stupid so really we can blame those bitches and hoes for me sucking at this whole Lent thing. Why can't we all just be more like Jayme Jarvis (aka not stupid, actually you are just street smart)? Bitches and Hoes.

I would like to revert back to a previous "Blog." Nobody gives a flying fuck about you. Remember the girl who cried wolf. I think we all remember that. STOP CRYING WOLF! One day it's not gonna be "Drama" and you will just be straight up hurt or something, and guess what, NO ONE is going to come to your rescue because 1) Nobody really gives a flying fuck about you and 2) You have done this shit so many times before that we all know that you will be ok in the end. Sooo, just get the fuck up, brush your shoulders off, and SUCK IT UP! I'm tired of the bullshit. I don't like bulls, so what would make you think I would like their shit?!

I HATE DRAMA QUEENS!

Next time that bitch comes near me, I think I will just punch her in the face. Do you think that would be impeding? Because I don't. Bitches and Hoes.

Cheerio!

R.I.P. Oma and Every One Else Who Has Left Me

Death sucks! Why do people die? See this is why I do not believe in religion. Well I suppose I believe in religion because it does exist, BUT I don't do it! Why would God have people dying everywhere? It is stupid, there is absolutely no reason for death. Well, I take that back some people deserve to die and should die sooner and I don't really care how bad that sounds. How about rapists? They sure as all HELL deserve to die. How about child molesters? Fuck yes! How about that little fucker they like to call Adolf Hitler? He's just lucky I wasn't alive in the 40's or else I would have done things to him that should never even go through someone's mind. Let's just say his ass woulda got FUCKED UP! I hope that they really are shoving pineapples up his ass everyday like in Little Nicky, which by the way, everyone should watch that movie.

I am sorry to whom ever this may offend. I know that religion is a "touchy" subject for many folks. And there is no way to convince me otherwise that it is the right way to go, so don't try. Jayvis I know you love God and probably think I'm going to hell after all this. Who knows maybe that would be a good thing, then I could just chase Hitler around hell for the rest of eternity, trying to catch him. I hope he wouldn't be faster than me because that would not be good. But then again everyone's faster than me so he probably is, maybe not because he has been getting pineapples shoved up his ass since the 40's. That would sure as hell slow me down, I don't know about you. Maybe there is a reason that my car broke(and got stolen and broke even more) and now I have to ride my bike nearly everyday except for when very nice people give me rides. This is training me for hell. Ohhhh, well now it all makes sense. Thank you Jayme Jarvis! Jayvis! I would like you to imagine me chasing Hitler around hell. You will be looking down from Heaven and probably laughing your ass off. I like to think of your laugh as a giggle. Yes, your laugh is a giggle and it makes me giggle. Jayvis! You are just a bowl full of sunshine and bring light to my darkened day. Did you know the eyes are the gate way to the soul? Think about it people!

Many people, GOOD people, do not deserve to die. Nineteen year old Garland did not fucking deserve to die (I still miss you bro). My dog (literally, I mean my canine) did not deserve, nor need to die. Oma did not need nor deserve to die. Sorry peeps for the somewhat depressing Blog. I'll try better tomorrow. Until then, be happy you are not dead. (Just throwing it out there)

R.I.P. Oma, Good Night and Good Luck.

Fuck Bitches, Get Money.

You know what I hate more than life its self, when people don't know how to count! How fucking hard is it to count out the right fucking change. Fuck Bitches, Get Money. It really is not that difficult. How hard is it to count out $13! I blame this on Jayme Jarvis. When you say, "CC just put in the $20, you will get $13 back." And then I say "Jayvis! If I don't get my $13 back, I will be more than angry!" And then the stupid lady doesn't give me my $13 back. Fucking Bitch! (Not Jayme Jarvis, the server lady, who by the way would disappear for like an hour at a time. We shouldn't have given her that big of a tip. She did not deserve it.) OMG let's just say I was way more than angry. I can't even afford a car, I need every fucking cent to get by, damn it! Fuck Bitches, Get Money.

One more thing that I hate more than life its self(BTDub, there is a plethora of things I hate more than life its self) is fucking Camel toe. Seriously, why are your shorts up your vagina! Why?! I mean it's not like that's comfortable. Honestly, let's be realistic here, having your shorts up your vagina is not cute, attractive nor is it comfortable, so why would you have them there in the first place. There is absolutely no point! Even if it was attractive(which it's not if I haven't already mentioned that) who are you trying to impress?! Maybe you're trying to tell us something about yourself, eh? Well, guess what, NO ONE WANTS TO KNOW! Because in life people don't really care about you. Don't even get me started on Christmas cards and people sending out 10 page letters about what the last year has brought them. No Body Cares! I suppose that can be saved for another day. Fuck Bitches, Get Money.

People! Learn how to count money! Learn how to not have camel toe! We don't want to know what is up there! So please please PLEASE unroll your shorts and hide your vagina cuz don't nobody want to see that! Shit's Nasty! Fuck Bitches, Get Money.

Peace & Blessings

People who: think they are the shit, hypochondriacs, and monsters.

Dearest Friends,
I just want to mention that I feel horrible that I haven't had a bad day since I started this blog (even though we lost today), even though I started it yesterday. I know that I have so much more potential than this ish, but hey what are you going to do. DISCLAIMER: I also want to mention that these are my views, therefore if I offend you, I am sorry. However, if you know me at all, you know that I really don't give a shit about if I offend you so...go suck a D! as Courtney would say.

Now, I would like to discuss (and when I say discuss, I mean I write and you read) people who think they are the shit. Oh you people that think you are the shit, or as I like to call it, P.W.T.T.A.T.S. You are so silly. Usually these P.W.T.T.A.T.S., are not in fact the "shit." They are indeed usually the opposite. They indeed usually sit the bench or like to say that they didn't play this year because of "politics." Let me just tell these people, YOU ARE NOT THE SHIT, nor will you ever be because your fucking EGO is so God damn big that you don't think you need the work. Obviously, if you are riding the bench or not even on a fucking team, YOU ARE NOT THE SHIT. So get the fuck over it, grow the fuck up, and move the fuck on. And even if you are "the shit," don't act like it! All that does it make you look like a totally douche. As a country, we need to become more humble and less douchey. Let's start a movement right now!

Hypochondriacs: REALLY?! You are not sick! Mind over matter people! Drink some fucking Orange Juice and Man Up! Because, damn it, in the real world you only get so many sick days and as my Vitamin Water pointed out this morning, you are not really supposed to use your sick days as actual sick days. You are supposed to save them up so you can go on fucking vacation or just stay the fuck home and do nothing. So, word of advice for you motherfuckers: don't think you are sick, and you will not be sick!

Monsters: People that are Monsters. Fucking amazing! I love monsters. Dani Brown originated the "Monster" movement and for that I commend you. Oh, and thank you to the dumbass at Cal Lu for calling Dani Brown a monster. I commend you as well ma'am.

Until Next Time Folks!

Dani Brown

I LOVE DANIELLE RENE BROWN! End of story. It will be a sad day when she is no longer with Chapman Softball.

March 10, 2010

Dear Jayme Jarvis,
Today I embark on my first blog. This very exciting, I will not lie, I am nervous. Let me just tell you this whole being nice business is a bitch. Everyday has been a test of my will and I feel that as the days of Lent pass I harbor more and more feelings of anger at stupid people. One day, aka Easter, I'm going to EXPLODE. So word of advice to you Jayvis, DO NOT be around me maybe that entire week. Although, maybe this blog thing will help me to release some of that tension.

Let's see today wasn't such a horrible day except for that damn wind that blowing like crazy and then the fucking clouds kept covering the damn sun. WTF was that all about Jayme Jarvis! Go ask God for me, k? OMG and then we had to pray! Man, I know you love God and all but that killed me. I hate when people make me do shit that I don't want to do. Yeah, so this day wasn't too shabby because I played and CC always has a good day when she plays. And I also did not have to ride my bike to school and look like a fucking idiot so that was good. I'm pretty sure tomorrow will be good because I get to ride with Katie Terry Katie Terry in the morning and she is just like a bowl full of sunshine. I LOVE KATIE TERRY KATIE TERRY! I would kill for her, so nobody make her angry! I also got a breakfast burrito today so that always makes my day amazing! This blog sucks. You just wait until my day sucks. Boy, will you here about it.

Well, that's all for now. Until tomorrow, have a good one.