Oh! What a day!
It started out with my EVIL boss assuming I was going to do her job AND mine with a smile on my face. Not happening boss lady. Not happening. Then a certain jerk I've been upset with decided to text me and dramatic again.
Anyway, enough whining. About today, I mean, not in general because I have one or two more issues I'd like to vent about. My favorite person is moving away and I am dying a little bit I think so I'm choosing not to think about it at all. I have The Unofficial Smithers Love Song stuck in my head, which isn't the best song but it's so catchy. My evil bitch sister is reading over my shoulder. Haha Troll. I'm writing about you now.
So pretty much I miss my everyone but I feel like I should be alone for a while. I know, I know,"EMO blah blah!" Well it's a bad idea for me to be in my current hormonal state and upset around people.
My life.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Setback? Maybe.
So dad has decided to get me a used car that needs a little work without consulting me. I appriciate what he's trying to do, but I would also like to be asked about these things because this car wipes out my entire Sweden fund and I have no choice. I do like this car though. His name is Colin/Betty/ThePinkPoodle/Slash. His official name is Slash though.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Chicken or Egg?
Alright, I promised Lisa I would message her about this, but I figured I could just blog about it.
Once upon a time, a little seahorse followed her friend the strawberry to the surface world in an aquasuit so they could spend time together. While they were hanging out in the market, a cat and his friend the wolf stopped by and introduced themselves to the seahorse. The seahorse quickly became fond of the cat and was quite taken with the wolf, which she didn't quite understand. She had never been fond of wolves, she actually resented them and she had a long history of never having feelings for men, but this one was so different from every other man.
A week or two later, Strawberry and Seahorse's friend the robot was having a St. Patrick's Day party and Strawberry intended to get smashed and not tell Cat to come to the party. She failed on both. Seahorse's intentions were quite the opposite, she only wanted to stay sober and not think. She also failed and she had many, many drinks. When Strawberry called Cat and Cat asked if he could bring Wolf, Seahorse begged Robot to allow him to the party in the lab because she hadn't seen Wolf in so long. Seahorse and Strawberry ended up at Wolf's cave and Seahorse, having been properly stewed to the gills, was rather cuddly with Wolf. Unfortunately, so was Strawberry's friend the dog.
The next morning, Seahorse was supposed to have a super girly sleepover with her friend The Hoppy Hoppy Sparrow. Being a girly sleepover, Seahorse spilled her guts and told Sparrow all about her confusion. Sparrow suggested that she should try being with Wolf. Seahorse thought she should but she also felt that there was something about wolf she didn't quite trust.
In the end it turned out that she couldn't try because Wolf had to move away, and now Seahorse writes this so that her friend Sunflower could finally hear the story that SPARROW leaked without her permission. But now Seahorse feels the need to be closer to Wolf emotionally and she doesn't know if she wants it because he's gone, or because she really wants it. Which came first?
You're a jerk Sparrow.
Note: This is not entirely accurate. There were more meetings than this, it's a simplified story.
Once upon a time, a little seahorse followed her friend the strawberry to the surface world in an aquasuit so they could spend time together. While they were hanging out in the market, a cat and his friend the wolf stopped by and introduced themselves to the seahorse. The seahorse quickly became fond of the cat and was quite taken with the wolf, which she didn't quite understand. She had never been fond of wolves, she actually resented them and she had a long history of never having feelings for men, but this one was so different from every other man.
A week or two later, Strawberry and Seahorse's friend the robot was having a St. Patrick's Day party and Strawberry intended to get smashed and not tell Cat to come to the party. She failed on both. Seahorse's intentions were quite the opposite, she only wanted to stay sober and not think. She also failed and she had many, many drinks. When Strawberry called Cat and Cat asked if he could bring Wolf, Seahorse begged Robot to allow him to the party in the lab because she hadn't seen Wolf in so long. Seahorse and Strawberry ended up at Wolf's cave and Seahorse, having been properly stewed to the gills, was rather cuddly with Wolf. Unfortunately, so was Strawberry's friend the dog.
The next morning, Seahorse was supposed to have a super girly sleepover with her friend The Hoppy Hoppy Sparrow. Being a girly sleepover, Seahorse spilled her guts and told Sparrow all about her confusion. Sparrow suggested that she should try being with Wolf. Seahorse thought she should but she also felt that there was something about wolf she didn't quite trust.
In the end it turned out that she couldn't try because Wolf had to move away, and now Seahorse writes this so that her friend Sunflower could finally hear the story that SPARROW leaked without her permission. But now Seahorse feels the need to be closer to Wolf emotionally and she doesn't know if she wants it because he's gone, or because she really wants it. Which came first?
You're a jerk Sparrow.
Note: This is not entirely accurate. There were more meetings than this, it's a simplified story.
Friday, April 1, 2011
Missing, Loving, Thinking, Wishing
I have spent most of my day in a sleepy fog of Doctor Who and Samantha Brown with some muddled thoughts in between. I've been thinking a lot about my friends, knowing that some of them never think of me and trying to come to terms with the way people drift apart. I've been thinking about the way that old friends come back into our lives in ways we couldn't imagine and new friends who get so very close to us in such a short amount of time and then they are ripped away for our own good by fate. That thought particularly bothered me. Now I'm just missing my blue lady, my purple darling, and my green dear. I wish I could have them here for a chick flick night. Oh well. Back to the anime.
New Blog!
I have chosen to start a new blog since I... can. I pretty much have no other reason. Let's see how long thing will last.
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