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esskay
Hey hey. I'm Sasha.
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In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic.
My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it.
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  pet my peeve again
Friday, October 28, 2011 || 4:20 PM
So as you guys probably know, I've done part one and part two of pet my peeve but somehow, there's always someone who comes along and adds to the list of absolutely maddening habits that people have and I just. CAN'T. Take it! So, hopefully, this will be the last installment of pet my peeve, although I highly doubt it. I don't like people and I'm easily annoyed too, also, as well. It's a combination for constant irritation that I've learned to live with. *shrug*
Here's the thing. I'm not a girl who enjoys gossip. I don't like talking about other people when they're not around, discussing their life and they're problems like they have something to do with me. Especially if the person in question isn't relevant to my life in any way, shape or form. Also, I feel like I have enough of my own problems and they can provide conversation for days. Why do I need to talk about yours?? Why do I need to talk about you, period?? YOU KNOW ME?! Didn't think so....
So here's where the annoyance comes in. I hate when someone says to me "girl, so and so said this about you." But I mean, that's not always so bad, depending under what circumstances the comment was made. But I absolutely DESPISE when people say "yo somebody said blah diddy blah blah blah about you" and I ask who and they say "oh, I can't tell you."
Wait, WHAT??
So you can tell me what this person said in excruciating detail but you can't tell me who said it?? I'm guessing if you can't tell me who said it, you probably shouldn't have told me it was said in the first place for one of two reasons:
1: it wasn't your information to share, or
B: I'm not a very trustworthy person and I might handle the information the wrong way
Either way, why are you telling me this?? I hate when people halfway tell me something. If you can't tell me everything, I'd rather you say nothing. Keep it to yourself. Because it's only human nature that if you tell me someone said something about me, I'm going to want to know who said it and if you can't tell me who said it then don't tell me it was said. Plain and simple. Figure your life out, people. And please, for the love of God, try not to be annoying.

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