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Wednesday, July 7, 2010

WIMTS (What I Meant To Say) with Angel.

WIMTS



Oh my Lord! Is it REALLY that time of the week again all ready?? Wow! Hump Day really knows how to get it's busy on.

Now, you see that linky-do-thingy-majiger? Ya do?! Awesomeness. Click on it and see about joining in the fun of What I Meant To Say Wednesday. Better known as 'WIMTSW' (which is a helluva lot faster to type).

Basically, you say what you DID say to someone about ANYTHING. Then, below that, you say what you WANTED TO/MEANT TO say about the said situation to the said person.

Ready?....Sure? You REEEEEALY want to know what I *wanted* to say? Okay, then here it goes.


*What I said to my husband about his brother and the upcoming trip*...

Scotty, I don't know if taking your brother to King's Dominion is a smart idea. Not with his tooth still being bad and all. And I don't want to be "mother" to his boy for the whole trip.

*What I MEANT to say was*...

Damn it all! How is it he has the damn money to go on this trip, but doesn't have the fucking money to pay to get his damn tooth PULLED, which is LESS that the cost of the damn trip? And I sure as hell REFUSE to be that boy's mama. He ain't MY kid. I love him, but he ain't my responsibility!!!!


*What I said to the "Charge Nurse/Office Manager" at son's Psychiatrist's office*...

Hello! (after he greeted me). Yes, I need to make another appointment. (after he asked if I needed such). Thanks, you have a good one, as well. (after he told me to have a nice day)


*What I MEANT to say*....

You stupid, sorry ass, no good, can't do a damn thing BASTARD! How dare you slap on a fucking smile and make nice with me! I'm shocked you STILL have a damn job. Who's dick did you suck off? As for having a GOOD day, I was, until I saw your backstabbing face in here. Must be nice to mess with kids' medications/insurance and still get to sit on your LAZY ass, still doing NOTHING.


*What I said to Bryce's doctor about Bryce getting accommodations in school*...

After seeing Bryce's potential in test taking by them letting him be completely alone, along with the T-1 teacher, I want to see about us three (the Psychiatrist, Bryce's Case Manager, and myself) of us teaming up and sending an official letter to get two simple accommodations for my son.


*What I MEANT to say*...

Those dumb jackasses we call Educational Professionals are dumber than bricks. And I'm sick and tired of them skirting around FEDERAL laws when it comes to Silently Disabled children. My kid IS disabled (by the damn state, mind you!) and is fully well within his damn rights as an American citizen, and as a Person With a Disability to get even the SIMPLEST of forms of help to meet HIS needs. Not THEIR fucking needs and wants...Cheapskate jackass assholes...After five years of FIGHTING the system (between two school districts), I have had enough and he WILL get what he needs. Come hell or high water.


WOW!! Do I feel better. See? WIMTSW can be a better internal cleanser than Caster Oil. So, don't be shy! Try WIMTSW for yourself and see how much better you feel. I'll bet you, you will come back and tell me it's a better pick-me-up than sex and coffee....Okay, not better. But a damn close second!

6 comments:

Adoption of Jane said...

Ooooh I know that felt good to vent!!! I can't stand dealing with the Educational System. I have an IEP attorney now, and they are a bit scared of me, lol!!

Adoption of Jane said...

I love your button. I am waiting for Brittany to get back and see if she can fix my blog roll so I can add it. My blog roll is all jumbled and I can't even edit it to fix it!

CJM said...

Missy, you've inspired me to vent, and ridiculously, it's about a boy. Dialogue as follows:
Him: 'I've slept with 19 girls since I broke up with [insert name here].'
Me: 'Oh, really? That's disgraceful - it should be at least double that.'
What I SHOULD have said: 'Why the fuck do you need to tell me how many women you've fucked? Isn't that something you should be talking to with your friends about? Why do you feel such an innate need to tell me about your conquests (if it's true at all)? Are you trying to make me jealous, because if you are, you've failed on an epic scale. Stop trying to emasculate yourself. All you've done is whittled away the respect I had for you and even though I think you're lovely, I also think you're a scared little boy. I think you're a scared man-child who got bullied in school and took up boxing so you could retaliate physically. I have you worked out. The human condition is simple. And another thing - I'm too smart for you, so you can go and fuck a Barbie. From what I've heard, I'm 'intelligent' Barbie. Or maybe you're just all talk and no walk? Yes, I'm attracted to you, but simply from an animalistic urge. I'm more than happy to be your friend, but If you want more, then it's all or nothing for me, buddy. My life is too short to play mind games. That is all.'

Oh, that feels SO much better!

singedwingangel said...

See you put me you and Jane together OHHH Hell Nellie bar the door lol..

dot said...

Caster Oil???? Did you have to liken the carnival to caster oil??? YUCK. and maybe I don't have this whole blogging thing down pat BUT if it ever comes a close second to sex Or coffee; I'm going slap my hubby up-side the head and tell him to get his act together And I'm going to buy freshly ground gourmet coffee beans. Then I'll get my head back on straight when I realize how much that crap costs LOL

Brittney said...

ugh that aggravates me so bad when someone cant afford to do this and that but yet they have all the money in the world for trips and vacations grrrr!

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