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 Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:30 pm
What place have you been that you think of as your own personal hell? You know, the place where you would rather do ANYTHING but go again.
Heh, mine is Club Lizzy Lu (or something like that) in Downtown Disneyland. Everything, and I mean EVERYTHING was pink or a putrid, girly color of purple. There was Make Your Own Fingernail Polish in shades of pink and red and makeover centers and all means of girly things meant to cater to young girls.
It makes me want to do anything to make my future daughters tomboyish.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 1:45 am
Personal hell? And me?
It's unavoidable, I live it daily in this household x_o I'm too poor to be avoiding it right now
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 12:06 pm
madamfluff Personal hell? And me? It's unavoidable, I live it daily in this household x_o I'm too poor to be avoiding it right now Ditto. It somehow manages to make my blood boil every friggin' day I live in it. If only I had room for a punching bag...
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 12:50 am
Koiyuki madamfluff Personal hell? And me? It's unavoidable, I live it daily in this household x_o I'm too poor to be avoiding it right now Ditto. It somehow manages to make my blood boil every friggin' day I live in it. If only I had room for a punching bag... To be honest, I'm surprized why I haven't dropped dead of a heart attack yet or have massacred them yet. Guess I'm smart enough to enact a better more fulfilling vengence. ninja
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 7:19 pm
Actually, it was Club Libby Lu and I saw it in Bellevue Square today when I went there for lunch with my choir...
....frickin' scariest thing I've ever seen...
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Posted: Sat Apr 29, 2006 9:46 pm
Anywhere with my mother.
*Mommy issues*
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 7:18 pm
My personal hell? Shopping with the Bitchatress (aka, my mother), or having to listen to her rant on about stupid s**t, or her complaining about anything in particular.
It was worst when I was a senior in high school and my mom went Uber-Christian and tried to make everyone go to church all the time and my sister was being the typical "rebellious teen" and my mom tried to get her on prozac and made us go to family councilling and my mom ran away for a weekend and made my dad so depressed that I had to have a serious adult talk with him about being strong and I had to raise my brother and sister and take care of the household and still do fundraising with the choir so I could go on the New York Jazz trip and I had to get good grades in high school and I wasn't sure what I wanted to do afterwards and my best friend was being hit on constantly by the guy who molested me and took advantage of me, and I couldn't drive or get away from home because of my massive home duties and my dog was sick and I felt so powerless. <-the reason I went to live with my grandmother ASAP after graduation. Plus the fact that she kicks a**, is good at mothering me, and her cooking ROCKS.
I also hate her "SHAUNA!" yell when I've almost escaped from the house and she wants to pull me back in for another earful of something.
I'm so lucky I live 2-3 hours away from her now.
But I miss my grandmother.....V_V
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 5:23 am
Well, shite.
I'm the only one here who actually gets along rather well with the parents? I feel so... non-conformist. crying
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Personal hell, eh? I really am not sure. I'm laidback enough to realise that, frankly, there's no place, i've been to, that really does strike me as being Hell-on-Earth.
Oh wait, possibly Paris. surprised
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 8:50 am
Tailos Well, shite. I'm the only one here who actually gets along rather well with the parents? I feel so... non-conformist. crying I get along with my parents, for the most part. Except for the fact that my mom is too assertive and work-crazy, and doesn't believe in letting me do things at my own pace. But, my personal hell? Being in a place where I don't know people, but most of the other people know eachother, and I'm not "new-kid"ish enough for people to come and talk to me, invite me to sit with them, etc. I don't know when, but at some point or other, I literally lost my ability to talk to people I don't know. sad
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 8:07 am
Libby Lu is fricking scary...I went there once with my cousin and we made perfume. That night, I had such horrible nightmares, and the aroma of cheap, whore-ish perfume clung to me like a baby at the breast. It was terrible.
Another place I'd never go again:: A Portuguese public toilet. A drunk guy had just pissed all over it and shot a load too, so I was sufficiently cooted out. *shivers*
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 3:30 am
chikushou I get along with my parents, for the most part. Except for the fact that my mom is too assertive and work-crazy, and doesn't believe in letting me do things at my own pace. Can't really say too much on the subject; different parents have their own way of bringing up their children, after all. My ma was similar, but she understood that i'm not exactly like her. My pace is different - that's what your own mother has to discover, it seems: you're not her. How to go about telling her that, though, is an entirely different pickle. :3 Still, it's good to see someone else gets along with their parents, even if it's to the most part. chikushou But, my personal hell? Being in a place where I don't know people, but most of the other people know eachother, and I'm not "new-kid"ish enough for people to come and talk to me, invite me to sit with them, etc. I don't know when, but at some point or other, I literally lost my ability to talk to people I don't know. sad Come to a university in Cardiff, UK and we'll have a blast. ninja That does sound pretty unfortunate. University - if you were planning on it - changes all of that side of one's personality, believe me. Everyone's in the same handbasket again and very, very few people actually know each other. You'd pick it up again in a pinch - especially because everyone's trying to find groups of friends and will invite anyone and everyone to their group for a 'trial run'. I feel old giving this sort of lecture. mad
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 11:21 am
It depends...if my dad's being aa abusive drunkard, it'll be my own home...but I also don't like going to my boyfriend's house because his mother hates me. I also tend to hate the mall because of all the teenage angst that happens there. Gets me so depressed. School sucks a lot too.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 10:23 am
hmm stuck between my best freind his ex *Also my cousin* and her freind MY ex.
that was hell.
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