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stephielove Aug. 29, 2004 -- 8:15 p.m. |
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| stephielove Username - Gag me with a fucking spoon. First Impression - Awww, look she's lonely. How sad. I mean cute. I mean FUCKING RETARDED. I guess it's supposed to be sad, except for one fatal flaw -- the woman is smiling. SMILING. She is a HAPPY LADY. You can see it in her cheeks; notice the little dimple there. You know what a dimple is, don't you? It is a dent in one's face that appears in some people when they SMILE. But I guess you overlooked that when you out your title as "LONELINESS", didn't you? That's what I thought. Errors - Your layout is one gigantic error. I think that's about it. Ew, just kidding. Times New Roman in the guestbook, and I KNOW you can change that. Make it pretty. I despise Times. 4/10 Layout - WHOOPS FAIL. 0/20 Content - Started here. Bleh. "But yet I am"? Awful. Awful awful awful. And that's with me ignoring the fact that it's about god. Look, another one about god. Have I mentioned that I hate all god-talk unless it is "god is a waste of time" talk. Speaking of which, if there are any diaries out there that discuss this on a regular basis, I am SO the reviewer for you. Anyway, from now on whenever I see the word "god", I am automatically going to skip the rest of the entry. YAY! This had me cracking up. But I somehow doubt that's the reaction you were going for. I am sooo just skimming. Oh man. You are really fucking boring, you know that? And holy fuck. When you are not talking about being depressed, you are talking about god or church or your lack of faith. "I hurt like mad". GOOD GOD WOMAN. THINK about that for a minute. "I hurt like mad". You sould like one of those fucking ganstas with the bling bling and the bitches and hoes. I hurt like mad. Psh. I'm getting really pissed off at the way that "goodbye" or "goodnight" down at the bottom is never capitalized. EVER. FUCKING CAPITALIZE IT OR I WILL KILL YOU. Thanks. Moving on. Dramatic much? Mildly amusing, but only because you come off as an idiot, and idiots make me laugh. Have I mentioned yet that I hate the "latest five entries" bullshit? No? Well I do. If people really fucking wanted to see your older entries, they'd click the back button, or on your fucking archives page. Bah. I've gone through a bunch of entries and I don't really want to comment on... well... damn near all of them. They are all pretty much the same. You miss your husband. You have faith in god, or you don't, or you are not sure, or fucking whatever I don't care. I didn't pay attention because religion pisses me off. Maybe try taking up a hobby or something. Your diary is redundant; repetitive [much like that sentence]. The way you write is boring, too. I'm not quite sure what it is, but your writing really just... didn't draw me in. Word of advice: remember this entry and stop being so dramatic when you think he doesn't care or something. Fucking whatever. I'm too tired for this. Eight points because ... I dunno. Fill in the blank. 8/65 Would I Come Back? - Hurgh. 0/5 Bonus - I liked the quotes, until all those fucking love ones. Seriously. What are you, fucking thirteen? +1/5 Total - 13/100. Errrrr. Don't quit your day job. Or something. Whatever. I'm fucking dizzy, I'm going to bed. LATERZZZZZZZZZZZ. Reviewed by Amanda | ||
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