that wasn’t the worse part she gave him some and he was right back on the leash. He wanted to call it love at first sight there is no such thing. Rule number two don’t mix business with pleasure. Never get with a women who works with you because you get no space and you will get sick of it. Im just going to repeat that statement Don’t Mix the Vegetables with the Desert(I Know).
I got that girl sacked from Milwards. And now you've made up your mind I must obviously be a selfish, vindictive creature. GERALD I neither said that nor even suggested it. SHEILA Then why say I want to see somebody else put through it? That's not what I meant at
“Why are you scared? You hate her, and you’re finally getting to tell her how much you don’t want to be friends, what’s up?” My best friend had said to me patting my back to calm me down. “I’m terrified of her, she used me and manipulated me in the worst ways, messing with my mind. She made me think I was absolutely worthless and that I meant nothing. She claimed that she was the only person in the world that cared about me.
“Wumman, I ain’t no ogre. I go by the name Shammus. Me crew ain’t ogres either, so shut yer trap an’ be happy you’re wi’h us.” and he walks off “Well I never! That is not how to treat a lady og—I mean “Shammus” or however you say it!” I see Nate and I walked up to him and jabbed him on the shoulder with my finger. He turns around, “Yes?” “I’m feeling rather faint, where is my bedroom at?” He smiles and points down the hallway full of cots.
The other faction sees her as self-righteous and hypocritical. They point out that she seems little concerned by her brother's crime but is too horrified of committing the same transgression herself--even to save her brother's life. She apparently suffers no qualms, however, in asking Mariana to share Angelo's bed. The reason for which she has been most strongly criticized is her seeming lack of sympathy for Claudio when he pleads with her to save him by giving in to Angelo's desire. She turns upon him violently, revolted by his weakness.
I *hate* you! V: That's it! See, at first I thought it was hate, too. Hate was all I knew, it built my world, it imprisoned me, taught me how to eat, how to drink, how to breathe. I thought I'd die with all my hate in my veins.
I am a bad person who thinks bad thoughts like “Ew, what is that girl/guy wearing,” and then remember that I am supposed to be positive about all things and then think “No, she/he can wear whatever they want, don’t worry about what other people say. Wow, you look fabulous.” In that fashion I think I’m just a bit hypocritical. I admit that I was one of those young ladies who, when taught what the modern feminist movement actually was - bra burning and other aspects of second-wave feminism - rolled their eyes at the notion and thought it was kind of silly. I used to wonder why any 21st-century woman would call herself a feminist. Why do we even need feminism anymore?
Her knowledge was impeccable and her work ethic was mediocre at best. So due to longativity and knowledge she was the boss. She had been taught all of the wrong things, from sexual harassment to favoritism and even sexism. Tonya had a huge chip on her shoulder. She hated men.
“No, not I! I never gave you aught,” argued Hamlet, as he denied the gifts (3.1.95). Though he seemed like he hated her, the gifts say otherwise. They showed that he was once a loving and caring person, until recently. At “the very witching time
[Frag -1] (Edie of course doesn’t realize what being intimate includes.) “Girls like you are just nothing, they’re just public conveniences, just filthy little rags” (779). To any objective observer, the lack of love would be clear when after a night out, “ Chris got out of the car on one side and she got on the other and they walked off separately…” (777). Obviously though, Alice’s judgement was also clouded over with love’s blindness. Even though Edie and Alice were two very different people, they both succumbed to love’s blindness.