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Why was you not allowed to use the footrests? that just mad!!
Jondot. got me told off by an angry bus driver today. Git.
You had us thrown out of a shopping centre for straddling a plastic Andy Pandy, so you're one to talk.
Oh that woman was anti-fun. You could see it in her eyes, she was dying to see-saw with the bear. A clear case of the fox and the grapes.
My needs are entirely special.
They could grow older together, and have utterly joyless children to maul at the behest of Eamonn Holmes.
Getting slightly off topic, I may as well confess to buying Susan Boyle's album. Again. I broke the first copy because I ironed it.
Just considered renting a Prius for 'the fun of it'. Ohhhh dear.
Just considered renting a Prius for 'the fun of it'. Ohhhh dear.
I can only tell you that they are relatively quiet, comfortable and stable at 90+ mph.
I admit that I really wished that I got the chance to go to the UW-USC football game last year, especially since how UW pulled an upset. I had a friend who had extra tickets, but I wasn't offered one of them and I was pretty jealous.
Fml...
Parents split up today after 15 years and right when I probably need them most. Crying just typing this...
Why damn it why!
My parents divorced after 22 years when I was 16. Apparantly when parents sit you down and say 'We're getting a divorce', the expected response is not 'What took you so long?' Anything for a quiet life.
My parents divorced after 22 years when I was 16. Apparantly when parents sit you down and say 'We're getting a divorce', the expected response is not 'What took you so long?' Anything for a quiet life.
I just updated my facebook status to say that I was just diagnosed with Osgood-Schlatter's disease (which is true), but I said it only gives me 3 years to live..
Sigh, people need to learn to google, a simple google search reveals it's just a minor bone problem.
I just updated my facebook status to say that I was just diagnosed with Osgood-Schlatter's disease (which is true), but I said it only gives me 3 years to live..
Sigh, people need to learn to google, a simple google search reveals it's just a minor bone problem.
Sorry if I'm bringing the thread down, but I figured I'd give a bit of an update.
Not surprisingly things haven't gotten much better. For the past three days I've managed to convince myself that I'm a burden to my friends and have ended up parking somewhere and not answering their phone calls. Every day I wake up and all I can think about is killing myself. Lately the days have just blended into each other from how much I smoke and the various panic attacks I've started to have more frequently. The urges to kill myself have also increased. I spend a lot of time going to a local park where I plan on hanging myself, and I've worn the tread down to metal on my right front tire from driving so bad. The other day I drove off the road toward a telephone poll, swerved last minute, and came inches from taking the ass end off my car from it swinging out (grass). I am able to have some random bits of happiness, but they're quite few and far between. I know I should really do something, but I literally wont let myself. Every time I even think about it I manage to convince myself I don't deserve to feel any better, and that there is no other solution than to kill myself. I feel silly trying to explain it, It doesn't make any sense, but it's just something in my head.
There is some good news though, I've found a few things to really look forward too (although it doesn't take much for me to say screw it, but it is an improvement). Short term, there is a decently big party being planned for whenever everyone has off work. My english friend is going to be bringing a friend of hers who I may have some interest in. Apparently another friend of mine described me to him and he was excited so I'm both nervous and happy. Middle term, my friends and I are planning on going to the ultra music festival in Miami. I don't remember when it is, I know it's a pretty long ways from now, but I absolutely can't wait to go. Long term, if my friend and I were able to get better jobs we could both move out and share an apartment with his girlfriend (also a good friend of mine). I know they say friends shouldn't live together, but I don't see there ever really being a problem.
To misquote Katy Perry, I drove a Prius and I liked it.
Also drove a Fiesta and learned to love the stupid interior.
Oh and came out to my mother.
It's been a busy week.