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Jane Austen, English novelist, 1775-1817

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Monday, 16 April 2007


"Stayed out about two hours too late
And now its hard gettin out of this bed
Man, my boyfriend was a pain in the butt last night
And now he's an ache in my head!
I stubbed my toe on the dresser
And I guess its too late to shower and do my hair!

Yeah, throw a ball cap on
Hell, half the day is gone!
Nothing else could go wrong.
Fifty bucks is all I got.
When times are tough, it's time to shop!
And the credit card will buy a lot...
What's another bill to pay?
It's that kind of day!

Got twenty-six messages on my voicemail
And I've only called my best friend back.
And I told her when it comes to my life these days
I'm somewhere between a cry and a laugh.
She said my mom just called her
And said I look like I've gained five pounds!

Slip into my fat jeans
Overdose on mint ice cream
Treat the day just like a dream!
Hope I see someone I know
And I'll smile and put on a show!
Say I got somewhere to go!
Everyone's got something to say
It's that kind of day.

Standing still on the interstate
And I swear some old lady just flipped me the bird!
(Did she just flip me the bird?!?!)

It's gotta go up from here
Today is gonna disappear
And nothing's gonna interfere!
Gonna buy myself some flowers
And then spend a coule hours
Talkin to my higher power!
And ask him why life's this way.
I'm gonna ask him why my life's this way.
There's just no telling what he's gonna say !
It's that kind of day!"

from the Goddess: Ladyinthemoon at 10:36 | link | comments (1) |
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