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 Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2007 11:15 am
This is for posting all of those little life issues that aren't really urgent enough to warrant their own topic. Like so:
My feet are asleep, and I'm thirsty. There's a drinking fountain about fifteen feet directly in front of me. I refuse to get up while my feet are asleep, because I've had a bad experience with that... yeeeeeeeah... let's just say that I have to be the only person on the planet who manages to sprain their ankle when they tried stand up.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2007 11:30 am
I once got a nasty cut on my right-hand thumb when slamming my door. My hand was well away from the door at thetime, but the door caused it.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2007 11:33 am
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2007 3:01 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2007 3:35 pm
On Monday my school did the "Running of the Fools" for April Fools Day (even though April 1st was on Sunday....) where all the Seniors dressed up wacky tacky and ran through the hallways. Well, I came, I dressed up, I ran. I didn't wear the right shoes. My knee is still in agony because I fell down and skinned it so badly that it bled...a lot...
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 1:55 am
I feel this insatiable desire to rebel, to escape, I just want out.
I want some ******** attention.
I want to be loved.
I want to be noticed.
And I know you'll all just laugh, but I want to be "I'd tap that" hot.
Not cute. Not beautiful.
I want to be hot.
That's the way my friend described me today.
"Welll...You're not really "I'd tap that" hot, but you're cute...you've got a sort of Victorian-charm."
What a nice way of calling me a dog.
Thanks so much dear friend. <******** this.
Gotta rebel. I want to start a fight...I want to hurt someone. I wanna drink. I want to do something bad. I want to get in trouble.
Just something to show my parents I'm truly in need.
I'm spoiled. I get it.
I know.
Does that mean I'm not allowed to feel pain? I'm not allowed to suffer. Someone from a privileged upbringing couldn't possibly be hurting, oh no, not with this blessed life she's been giving.
But I'm not okay.
I'm not alright.
And I just gotta find a way to show them that.
DO I HAVE TO SCREAM IT.
DO I have to scream my damn lungs out for them to get it?
Guess so.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 1:35 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 1:54 pm
Like this:
AHHHHHHHHH IM GOING INSANE AND I NEED SOME ******** ATTENTION!! YOU SOB's!!!!!
... >_> <_< >_>
But anyways, I havent been able to sleep at night for the past 2 days because I keep thinking of horrible things. Like my ex Arie. Today would mark a year since I went to see her in St. Louis, and s**t like that. Well I found the locket she gave me that had "Love" writen on it. Guess what I did? I took a pair of pliers and bent that piece of s**t all to hell.
Im thinking of sending it back to her with a note telling her that I lied about visiting her again. I wouldn't take another trip up there to see her if my very life depended on it. ******** her.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 5:48 pm
I was dumped two weeks ago.
I'd say I was available to people here now, but long distance relationships don't work out well for me.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 2:07 am
*hugs Akurei and Kohki* I'm sorry you guys...relationships and break-ups can suck...
I hope beyond all hope that I have ever had that what I have right now works out and that the two of you can find happiness again in other people...
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 8:09 am
That wont happen for me for a while..
But thanks! The hug will help.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 9:49 am
I reiterate AKs statement.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 12:03 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 11:11 pm
Augh, I was feeling ******** up, emotionally, from the break-up with my fiance, and went after a friend of mine on the rebound, going against all of my better judgement. Well, now things are horribly awkward between us.
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