Posted 05 December 2007 - 09:22 PM
Posted 06 December 2007 - 07:22 AM
Posted 06 December 2007 - 08:32 AM
I'm out of cigarettes.
Dammit, now I have to make a run to 7-11 on my scooter in the freakin' cold.
Posted 12 December 2007 - 11:17 PM
Posted 12 December 2007 - 11:38 PM
One thing's for sure, someone's gonna pay. Sometime. For...stuff.
That's right, I said it.
Posted 12 December 2007 - 11:55 PM
Good luck with your exam.
Posted 13 December 2007 - 01:02 AM
Posted 13 December 2007 - 01:14 AM
i hate this boy
he's so mean to me and my friends
so i punched him in the face
and he started bleeding.
but it wasnt a hard punch!
he's really mean tho
he says all this shit to me
and it gets my confidence down and shit
thats life i guess
and its also life that if you are mean to someone you might get punched in the face!!
(yes i am immature, i'm 14 fucking years old, people)
it was pretty fun punching him.
Posted 13 December 2007 - 11:41 AM
it was really their fault
thta's why isaw my name
on our table...
i hate them...
they called me a sugar mommy
oh, fuck them!!!
such a whore!!!
they're telling lies...
and called me a poseur..
its ok though..
i won't harm them...
why does people are always jealous at me..
it seems i won't fit anymore...
Posted 13 December 2007 - 05:12 PM
Good luck with your exam.
Thanks Lady! It went quite well. And no, Mr. Jingles is safe. Not because I'm a good person or anything, it's just that the little bastard is too fast for me.
Posted 13 December 2007 - 09:15 PM
My PC is driving me mad. It's so fucking slow! Firefox is crashing at least once per day (and this id Firefox we're talking about!). It makes me very aggressive. Most of the time I wanna punch something when I have to wait 5 minutes for my PC to react.
I think I need more RAM. PC133 SDRAM, as cheap as possible and with the right to exchange should it not work. And there you have the problem... *sigh*
Posted 14 December 2007 - 11:41 PM
Posted 19 December 2007 - 06:02 AM
Please use spell-check before posting.
I'm dyslexic and I do my best to make sure I spell things right, even if you still can't tell what I'm talking about.
I blame earlier forms of text messaging, when you paid per letter rather than per message.
omg r u cmng 2 my prty?
I don't like it. And I'm sure many non native English speakers find it harder to read.
Posted 19 December 2007 - 08:25 AM
You get up way too early, travel by train for hours, trying to ignore the fighting kids next to you and prepare, reading about the company, trying to find your way around in a strange city, walking through icy rain.
Only to see some confused people go "wow, you came all that way?" and then wondering - while they read your CV - if they have work for you at all.
Posted 30 December 2007 - 04:00 PM
I try not to. I try to tell myself everything is alright. But it's hard to convince yourself when you already experienced otherwise.
What is so difficult.
Just a SMS with "internet connection broke down", a mail with "I'm busy, will get back to you some time later" or - if it has to be - a private message on MySpace saying "I don't ever want to talk with you again". It's really not that difficult or too many words to type.
FUCK! I hate it.
I wish I couldn't care. But I do.
Posted 30 December 2007 - 04:06 PM
Posted 30 December 2007 - 04:29 PM
I couldn't reach my first ex-bf for some time. When I finally got someone on the phone it was his dad, telling me he was in hospital and he had cancer. I only saw him alive once after that.
I guess that's the reason I'm kinda over-sensitive.
Really seems to be a male thing.
My brother used to do that, too. All phone call went to his mailbox and you never got answer. Neither to mails. It's better now again.
My second ex-bf didn't answer anymore when I started to chat with him. I had to go as far and call his company inkognito (that was fun though) to get him to say that he didn't want any contact anymore.
Right now it's kinch driving me mad with this.
Posted 30 December 2007 - 06:32 PM
You see, I have to watch TV or some series on my computer when I eat. So I've been waiting, even though I've been hungry as hell for the last three hours, for a show on TV, and timed it so that I could get a hamburger from the nearby place and make it back home just as the show starts. Now, the show has started (15 minutes ago, to be more precise), and I have a cold hamburger with mustard on it lying next to me.
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