Thursday, December 18, 2008

HA HA HA HA Is all that I can say

I kept hearing about someone throwing a shoe at Bush. So I had to youtube it. OMGoodness!!!!!!!!! LMAO!!!!!!!!!!!! ROFL!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The secret service didn't see that dude takin' off his shoes LMAO. Well middle eastern people be walkin' round barefoot anyway so they prolly thought it was a cutural thing. But, that shit was funny as I dunno what. Bush str8 ducked and dude threw another one. Was it a shoe or a dusty ass sandal LMAO. You could see dust clouds comin' out those bitches. LMAO ROFFLMAO that shit looked like a boomerang. I thought it was gonna come back after it missed. The secret service reacted all slow. They prolly planned that shit with the dude and was in the back laughin'. And how bush gon duck and try to keep talkin' and laugh it off. That was like some shit I saw in pooty tang. I hope that one day my children will learn about that in history books. It would ben even funnier if it woulda hit him. Imagine the face he woulda made. Bush couldn't even be mad because he know he fucked up LOL. I would even like to recap what was prolly going through that man's head.

Guy that threw shoes thoughts prior to:

**Apoo accent from The Simpsons**

What the fuck is this. Why are people even still listening to him. Dumb motherfucker. **Looks Down at shoes** Fuck this. **throws shoes**

The secret service prolly pretended to use force and patted him on the back after they let him out the back door. LMAO. When everybody went to go get the guy they shoulda jumped Bush while no one was looking. I woulda jumped in.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

LETTER TO THE HATERS!!

Hi Haters,

Your favorite subject of study speaking. I would just like to say thank you for all of your support. Someone commented on one of the posts to this blog and said that no one actually reads it. But hey, I got your dumb ass to come here and add to the amount of my total views. I truly appreciate it that you took time out of your day for me. You took care to sign yourself as anonymous. You have a nickname for me. Obviously you are someone I know because you can spell my name. I feel honored. So please continue to support and I will continue to give you reasons to hate. Good luck on finals bitches!!! (See no hard feelings)

-Cocoa D.

P.S. you have just inspired a new post on my other blog cocoabechilling.blogspot.com

Thursday, December 11, 2008

College Parties

I don't know if it's just me but I can't stand college parties. First of all, it is too fucking hot.
Secondly, IT STINKS. Soap and HOT water. 10-15 mins and you good. I'm tired of people chewing 10 pieces of gum and trying to drown out their funk in body spray. WTF!! And whatever happened to the two-step. All this woo-tang and d-mack shit is getting on my nerves. Somes cats just be looking retarded. It's NOT that serious. How come every time someone woo-tangs they put on that face. You know the face. It looks like they just sniffed they friend that came with them covering the funk in body spray. And what is with all the throwing of the bows. Then when fights break out it's a problem. People look like monkeys trying to break coconuts on a rock. Don't even let me get to d-mack. Catz just have on those special ed faces. I know everyone has met that one special ed person in they life that never says anything but every time you look at them they are smiling. YEAH. Anyway, I can't wait until I turn 21. I just want to go to a lounge. I hate coming out a party looking like I just walked through the jungle. And a college party can be described as just that .....a Jungle. Dudes be coming out of nowhere smelling like ass trying to grab you. You be ready to cut your wrist off to get out of the clutches of the stank beast. Ladies I KNOW you have been there. Or how about when they try to whisper in your ear ......breath smelling like a garbage incinerator. It's just crazy. I can't take it anymore. The walls and floors sweat. I swear I had never seen that shit before. Good thing these places don't have carpeted floors or it would smell like straight mildew. I would rather swim in the Hudson River. I wonder is that's how some STD's spread cuz some dirty muhfuckkahs just be sweatin' .. ILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

My Dumb Ass Bio Professor

This post is about my dumb ass bio professor that cant teach

how the fuck do you get mad at the whole class because avg. grade on the quiz was a 40..........obviously it has something to do with the way you gave us the information...............i'm tired of studying for this shit and then she gives us some ol' bullshit on the exam..........i'm so mad i skipped class today and missed the evaluation..............i would have giving the most negative evaluation i could.............how the fuck to you cover two 40 (page each) chapters in one lecture...........and then tells us we should know everything and the exam is 4 days away and there are 5 more chapters to go with it...............what type of sense does it make to have 7 and 9 chapters on one exam..............about 230 pages of material for one exam with that small as type font...........i'm supposed to be studying right now...........but i'm blogging LMAO

I have made it to my blog ((yes this entry is about me))

I almost broke the printer at work. LOL.
The printer needed toner and I they only showed me how to change it once.
So I opened up this whole other compartment and took this huge piece out.
The whole time I'm saying to myself............this doesn't look familiar
so then I couldn't get the piece back into the printer LOL .............. the whole time I'm thinking to myself.............shit i'm screwed
so I called upstairs and one of the people over me comes down to change the toner for me and he is like WTF did you do...........this is not the toner...........i hope you didn't break the printer
so now i'm sweating with two hoodies on turning red
but we got the toner changed and got the other part back in and the printer is fine..........hey it's all a learning experience :) and now Ms. ST is gonna read this like hmmm should we have this girl working down in the computer lab

Monday, December 1, 2008

Jersey Garden Mall

I know this sounds weird but I get nervous when I'm around large numbers of african american people. Don't get me wrong I love my people but when there are too many of them together something might pop off. I'm not for all of that. Jersey Gardens has too many mo' f'in people. I was tripping over peoples kids. I think it should be a rule that when people are less than an arms length away from you and they pass you they should say excuse me. I take it really personal when people walk past me and don't say excuse me if I can stick my finger out and touch them. This one mirra mirra tried to race me to the escalator. First of all all that is not necessary because I'm afraid of escalators. So if you want to get on first be my guest. That way if I fall I'm landing on your ass. Another thing about that mall is that the food is too expensive. I paid $10 for food for me. WTF?? I am 5'3 and 120lbs. A kids meal can fill me up. $10 for a chicken sandwich, fries and a drink. CRAZINESS I TELL YOU!!!!!!!!!! And does anyone besides me find it weird that they don't have any major department stores like macy's and jc penny's ........... instead they have a Bed, Bath and Beyond. What mall has a Bed, Bath and Beyond? It's like have a Home Depot in a strip mall. Just weird. Now, Parking. I had to park all the way in west where the fuck am I. It was like a 5min walk from my car to the entrance. On top of that it was cold. And it took me 30min to find that spot. And I want to know who came up with the design for the food court. I dunno if it's just me but the people that sit on the rocks and eat look like monkeys to me. I feel like i'm watching animal planet or something. And you know what is kinda funny..........the uniform the clean up people have to wear. They have to wear bow ties. I would go around kicking shoppers if I had to wear a bowtie. If I was one of them I would sweep the same spot for like 5min. and sit down under a table or something.