Bitches bitching about bitches being bitches

Bitches in general just make me angry. And then they start bitching and i think to myself, shut the fuck up please. AND THEN they start bitching about bitches being bitches and im all no, you shut the fuck up now because you're bitching about your own species and no one here wants to listen to you running your mouth about your best friend who is also a bitch because she was all up in this guys shit in the hallway but you totally wanted to get with him because you saw him first. Usually there is just a clan of bitches. They're all friends with each other because they're the only ones that enjoy bitching about pointless bullshit that no one besides their little clan really care about. And then you have the fake bitches. They think they're bitches but really they're just pansy ass'. Bitches will fight, fake bitches such as freshmen wouldn't fight. I'd like to see a good bitch fight. None of that bullshit hair pulling, nail scratching, biting shit. Throw a good punch and knock a bitch on her ass, c'mon now.

Flash Ficition i missed over vaycay.

The beginning of a relationship

You meet them in school and become good friends. A few months go by of watching each other dating others and watching the relationship end after two weeks. Finally they realize they are friends, maybe even good friends and they should just try it. That relationship lasts longer than anyone had ever expected. You guys are happy and make each other smile. People give you shit for dating each other but you ignore them. You wait for the bell to ring so you can see them in the hallway. Those few minutes you get to be together. Holding hands while walking down the hallway. You cant stay mad because that smile brings you right back in. And then all hell breaks lose and you duece out of that relationship as fast you you went into it. 

Shit i dont like to do

1.) Weed whacking. You wear pants you get hot. You wear shorts the rocks and shit hit your legs and it hurts.

2.) Cleaning. I dont like cleaning up my own mess why would i want to clean up someone else's.

3.)Clean out stalls at the fairs. I mean you get up early in the morning to clean up shit. And it weighs a lot and its just not what i wanna be doing at 5 oclock in the morning.

4.)Straightening my hair. I have to much hair and i aint got time for that shit

5.)Doing laundry. Aint no one got time for that.

6.)Going to school. It's called senioritis.

7.) Driving by myself. I get bored very easily. So i always use to bring my bunny with me everywhere because i got lonely.

8.) Anatomy class. I hate this class. Im sitting in it right meow and it sucks.

9.) Listening to bitches bitching about bitches being bitches. nuff said.

10.) Using tumblr on my phone. I love tumblr but my phone is stupid and it just isnt the same.

Numbers of times

Number of siblings:1 number of cows:25 number of cows owned:5 number of fairs gone to per summer:5 number of round bales baled per summer:430 number of tractors:3 number of times ive been let down:253 number of times ive been scared for my life:7 number of times ive smiled:7 billion number of times ive punched someone out of anger:3 number of times anyones tried to punch me:0 number of times ive been kicked by a cow:13 number of times i turned in a lab report late:6 number of times ive been out of the state of Maine:7 number of times ive had the flu in the last year:4

Fav cows.

1.) Maizy. She has an attitude, like me so we get along. She's my baby, i've been around her since she was a calf and we just love each other.

2.) Betty. She's fat and has butt cheeks. She's very lovable but she's also very lazy. She's just cute.

3.) Zeke. He was my first steer that I sold at Fryeburg Fair. He was the first steer project that i ever raised and worked with by myself to get him where i wanted him. There was not a single mean bone in his body besides when it came to clipping his head, that was the Angus in him.

4.) Dimples. She's my cousins dairy cow that he got for Christmas. She's absolutely adorable. She's tiny and it doesn't hurt when she steps on your foot.

5.)Sunni. We got her from Nebraska. She has white on her face and I just like cows with white faces.

6.)Daisy. Shes very standoffish. She's not a social butterfly, a lot like me. We get along. I also like her because she is one of the nicest looking cows i think that we have on the farm.

7.)Pumpkin. He was my sisters steer. He was very dumbfounded. You could do anything with or to him and he had not a care in the world.

8.) 603. We bought her from Del Hartt. She isn't hatler broke but she is the nicest cow in the field. She's a great mother and never has calving troubles.

9.)Dexter. Dexter is my sister steer this year. He is a puppy dog. He's not very big yet and probably wont be .
10.)Oli. He is my steer this year. He is a Simmental Hereford mix. He's huge. He very kind and has a face a very pretty face.

My vacation was spent in the lovely sunshine state, Florida. It was an interesting vacation for sure but very enjoyable. I went with my mom and sister along with a few family friends. The family had a ten year old son named Josh. He has autism. And i know that is no reason to be mean but if i never had to hear his voice again i would be okay with that. We drove to Florida, never will i ever do it again. We drove through the night and ended up in St. Petesburg, Florida around 5 the following day. We stayed there for two days and just ventured around. Sunday we left for Orlando. On our way to Orlando our luggage went flying off the roof of the car on the highway. That was quite the scene. It took about an hour to find my mom and the guy we went with on the side of the highway. Once we finally got our luggage back on we headed out again. We stayed at the Shades of Green hotel. It was awesome. Not once was i ever hungry. They had a buffet in the morning and at night. It was the best food. We went to four parks. Animal Kingdom, Epcot, Magic Kingdom, and Hollywood Studios. Animal Kingdom was my favorite of them all. Big surprise there. The weather was awesome and i had to come back to snow. That sucked. It was a great trip. Oh, and i flew back home.

Then and now-she said

Then:
She said,

"I'm getting married."

"Clean your room."

"I work all the time and come home and have to clean up after you, the least you could do is wash the dishes."

"Bring your sister."

"Stop being a brat."

"You get what ever you want, you're spoiled rotten."

"Put down my phone."

"What do you want for dinner?"

"Your father is no good."

"He never does anything for you."

"What time do I need to pick you up?"

"Where will you be?"

"Who will you be with?"

"What are you going to do?"

"You better never smoke or i'll kill you."

"I don't like her."

"I don't like any of your friends."

"You're an expensive kid."

"*Silence*"

Now:
She said,

"I'm coming to your game."

"When are all of your home games?"

"I'm gonna try to get them all off."

"You played great."

"BOX OUT WHITE!"

"Where are you?"

"Text me when you get home."

"Are you working with the cows?"

"Don't lie to me."

"I wont get mad, just tell me."

"Are you being good?"

"Let's do something together."

"You make me laugh."

"Love you."

Bryce Farnham night

It was senior night. We had just finished our warm up and we were standing in a huddle around Mr. Tracey. They were about to start announcing seniors. I listened closely while they named off the seniors on track, and then band and cheering. Finally they called to single senior on the basketball team. Me. I walked over and gave Mr. Tracey and Miles a hug and collected my rose. My mom and dad came down as well. They handed me more flowers and gave me a hug. I turned around and my team mauled me in hugs. We had our last five minutes of warm up. I sat on the bench. For the first time this year I was starting varsity. I knew it was only because it was senior night and I would play long but I still acted as if it mattered. I played for about five minutes and thought I was doing a fairly decent job. No good enough to play any longer though. I was taken out and warmed the bench for the rest of the game.

It was Bryce's senior night. She said she was going to start. I watched them warm up, she looked as if she was feeling okay. They all sat on the bench as they announced the seniors from indoor track, the band, and cheering. Bryce's name was called and she stood up and walked over to her coaches. She gave them each a hug and received a 'golden' rose. Her parents followed close behind and also hugged her and gave her more flowers. She walked back over to her teammates and they all showered her in hugs. They warmed up for an extra 5 minutes. She was sitting on the bench when they started off, meaning she was going to start. She was the last one called. They all cheered as her name was called, she had a huge smile on her face. A few girls sang the nation anthem; afterwards the game began. Bryce played hard and kept that big girl off the block. She fouled a couple times but that big girl didn't make a single basket-besides foul shots- while Bryce was in. After a few minutes subs came in and Bryce sat on the bench and cheered her team on to another lose once again.

Thats what he said

You've improved

How are you feeling?

You need to post up and stop standing around.

Did you make a truck payment?

Would you do chores?

Go shut off the fence.

Would you go grab a bag of pellets?

Put my sock on for me would you?

What is wrong with you?

Smarten up!

What the fuck is your problem?

Are you mad at us?

What did we do?

I'm proud of you, great job.