Apr 14, 2005 17:31
So I completly forgot about the whole live journal thing and so much has happened!
ill just start from the start of this year.
They say it is suppose to be my year, Year of the rooster and all.. However, if it is my year then i would hate to think what it would be like if it was a bad year :( So far this year Ive had 5 deaths... My Uncle *car crash* Janurary a week later my mate Lisa *suicide* then a SES mate Chris *heart attack* and then this past weekend two of my mates decided to knock themselves off to. So all in all it has been fucked. Im no longer working at Bi Lo, I told them to get fucked after a customer took a swing at me because the register froze up and I got the blame for it.. I thought Screw it, You guys are suppose to look after the employees, especially if i did nothing wrong so i told them they can stick their job up their ass.
So now ive been looking for work, I just completed a shitty call center Course.. which was... errr.. shitty.
Im still with the ses, which is good except latly ive been wanting to kill some cunts... Ive been feeling violent which is not a good thing.
My health, well... i just wont even go into it.. I dont give a fuck anymore, whatever happens happens, Im sick of it dictating my life
Now to the positive.
Terry :D yes, i know hard to belive for so many as i am apparently "picky" But i have hunted down a guy and im gonna keep him for as long as he lets me.
latly i have been really absorbing myself into music.. More then usual... Its been a rollercoaster of emotiosn the past few months some time sits like "yes awesome i shall enjoy my life" but at times its the "fuck it all, im over it"
I don't knwo why but for some reason i feel as though i have to keep putting on a smile for my friends. I can't be "down" or anything but super bubbly. They get very annoyed when i dont. Which makes me raise the question of acceptance.. Do they accept me and my situations as much as they say they do? Maybe they do, maybe they just dont understand or they dont want to understand or have to deal with it..
i dunno
This is very random.. fucking mood swings
ARGh
im going to smoke
"Seventy Times 7"
Back in school they never taught us what we needed to know,
like how to deal with despair, or someone breaking your heart.
For twelve years I've held it all together but a night like this is begging to pull me apart.
I played it quiet, left you deep in conversation.
I felt uncool and hung out around the kitchen.
I remember I kept thinking that I know you never would,
and now I know I want to kill you like only a best friend could.
Everyone's caught on to everything you do
Everyone's caught on to.
As if this happening wasn't enough I got to go
and write a song just to remind myself how bad it sucked.
Ignore the sun, the cover's over my head.
I wrote a message on my pillow that says, "Jesse, stay asleep in bed."
So don't apologize. I hope you choke and die.
Search your cell for something with which to hang yourself.
They say you need to pray if you want to go to heaven
but they don't tell you what to say when your whole life has gone to hell.
Everyone's caught on to everything you do
Everyone's caught on to
And everyone's caught on to everything you do (And I can't let you, let me down again.)
Everyone's caught on to (And I can't let you, let me down again)
So, is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with.
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads.
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,
and again when your head goes through the windshield.
And is that what you call tact?
You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back.
So let's end this call, and end this conversation.
and is that what you call a getaway?
well tell me what you got away with.
cause you left the frays from the ties you severed
when you say best friends means friends forever
So, is that what you call a getaway?
Well tell me what you got away with.
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads.
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,
and again when your head goes through the windshield.
Everyone's caught on to everything you do (And I can't let you, let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to (And I can't let you, let me down again)
And everyone's caught on to everything you do (And I can't let you, let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to (And I can't let you, let me down again)