• Stuck at family home again.
• I should be writing or at least reading, but I was on the edge of a seriously down mood and I just fell right into it a moment ago.
• Trying to decide why I care so much about people who don't care at all, but no one included in this description is avaiable to ask. Which says a lot, I think.
• Everyone is drunk or busy, or both ( Read more... )

Today was... not good. And as such probably shouldn't be written down, but perhaps then it will get out of my head, which would be preferable ( Read more... )

I really did keep most of my whining and being emo to my personal journal. And I was getting slightly better. And for past few days/weeks one of the brightests moments of my life was when my mom called me and talked to me for awhile, 'cause she had a way to make me feel better about myself and I really needed that ( Read more... )

It's one am and I'm doing the assignment which due time passed like two months ago. I had months for this. I had actually two entirely free days this week. Not to mention I had a few useful hours this very afternoon. And yet, I'm still doing this on the last possible moment, hoping the prof won't kill me and will actually take in this shite ( Read more... )

Really. If you ever know in how many ways you can fuck up doing the laundry (I don't know, maybe you will write a fic about some mad genius or an idiot doing the chores, who knows?) just ask me. Really, I'm an expert. Fair enough, I don't know exactly in how many ways you can fuck up the laundry, but that's only because I keep on coming up with new ( Read more... )

I'm the failest fail that ever failed. And it's not about the deamon test. I liked the test. I plan on stealing snow leopard from the first zoo I will see it in.

Your result for The Golden Compass Daemon Test...
Independent Soul.


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* Miałam pisać wcześniej, ale miałam też pisać bigbanga, wstać rano, iść na zajęcia, czytać na licencjat, pozmywać i kupić bilet miesięczny. Jak mi kiedyś powiedziała femaleshinigami: miałaś być chłopcem, dużo rzeczy miałaś ( Read more... )

Lately I have this sad, disapointed feeling again. As if I was betrayed. As if people I met and hoped to be my friends didn't quite manage to meet my expectations. And you know, normally it would be great begininng to an emo post, right? But I don't really feel like it. I hvae this small, dissapointed feeling, but it's nothing big, you know? I'm ( Read more... )