December 2009
62 posts
I’m a mess. Really.
I had a great night last night and a great morning and even though it was raining and gross I was happy until about two.
I hate people who constantly assure themselves that they are a good person by shitting on everyone else. I have hardly ANY self confidence, but I outgrew the whole being an asshole to make myself feel better, and I really think the new changes...
“I’m so happy we are friends” i’m glad, me too.
Whiskey, Pizza, Apples to Apples, and Megan Fox. Tonight’s going to be a good night.
Put your trust in the Lord, your ass belongs to me.
– Warden Norton, Shawshank Redemption
the next few months will be fucking hard. like ooh my god, i do not know how i am going to handle the fucking huge pink elephants in the room that i have been so suavely avoiding for the past seven months. wow it has only been seven months and now everything is shit
and all i can do i sit here and repeat the same thing over and over in my head choose your battles choose your battles and i feel...
so, i grew up with this one girl who has stopped talking to me in light of recent events… actually i grew up with about twelve of those, but this one in particular is pretty lolzy.
she got married recently and is mad that her husband’s entire family didn’t drop a thirty year family tradition of opening one present on Christmas eve to come to her birthday dinner.
i am the only...
a word on christmas presents
if it can’t fit in your trunk the bitch just isn’t worth it.
i got my dad to build a 6x2 bookshelf for a friend as a Christmas present. now i have to paint it and transport it. it seemed like a good idea when it was only an idea.
all i want for christmas is a wii, mother fuckers,...
i just miss the sun, ya know?
but i had a pretty successful day. i got Christmas shopping done, i’m starting to make a few last minute gifts, i had lunch with my mom, i played around the courthouse a bit, i had a real live conversation with an actual tangible person for something like three hours without feeling awkward or like i was being humored. I packed a lot of shit, too, i should be...
i just bought season two of buffy again. i’m thinking the one benefit of moving back in with my parents is i can waste copious amounts of money on buffy DVDs.
i actually added it up and realized it will be cheaper for me to buy the seasons i’m missing than if i just bought the box set.
also, the library has seasons of buffy WIN
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Stephanie would shit if i made this for Liam. and not in a good way. I almost want to reproduce so i can make this and dress it up in it
we never really have conversations anymore. just texts and facebook and somehow being intangible friends transfers into hugs while we’re at the caboose and i miss having emotional connections with the people i surround myself with. i just need some mary/michelle/emily time then i will feel tangible. i wish i were less socially awkward but i ultimately like who i am, i have a few flaws but...
all i want to do today is cuddle with the puppies and watch avatar. but i have to go serve fatties their fried chicken. >:(
grr.
apparently he was being sarcastic, but still. it pisses me off. and i deal with homophobia at work everyday and when i say something the response is ALWAYS “well, you’re a girl, it’s different.” and that pisses me off too. now i’ve got fucking laundry to do. and that pisses me off TOO.
Being gay is wrong.
takeasecond:
stellark:
angieantimatter:
lisarations:
tamburina:
wakethedevil:
We fall in love to procreate. If you can’t procreate then you’re not in love, you’re just sick or confused. The Bible says it’s wrong, and I live in a Christian nation. I would hope that my government would follow the Bible. Gays shouldn’t marry because regardless of them being in “love”, it would take away...
today i miss festival.
i just took the civil service exam. i can’t decide if this is good or bad. i don’t want to be a “career girl”(sup to wung foo?) but i really really really don’t want to be in school right now. i actually hate school, and i’m tired of pretending like that’s a bad thing. college isn’t right for me at the moment and just because i don’t know what...
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Re: Stacks
kelskeeze:
my friend jen and I write journal entries to each other. i guess its comforting to know that youre writing to someone who gets what youre trying to say and that it’s more than just some journal entry,. we cant talk about them though becase the subjects are touchy and too raw for normal times. thats why theyre so great. we can say anything and everything and not judge each other and...
i am so grateful i have someone in my life who can have a conversation with me without waiting for me to finish talking so they can start talking again, and encourage me to be who i am without fear, and know me and still love my flaws, and not mark any topic as off limits, and tell me i’m not as lame as i think i am, and just be that awesome.
tonight was good.
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i swear to sweet baby jesus this cheers me up no matter what