Sep 01, 2008 00:01
Well. What can I say?
I'm sad. Angry. Pissed. Annoyed.
And to be honest, there's not a lot I can do about it.
Recent events have led to this. The amount of mistakes and stupid things I did today at work because of this stupid fucking mood was annoying. To the point where I thought 'fuck it, let's doing 16 hours straight rather than 8'. I so very nearly did as well.
I'll get to the date in a moment.
Basically, everyone is up leaving. Apparently. Not right away in some cases (Lexie, namely, and Cuba). Charli's gone. It's like (and I'm sorry for saying this, I really am, but I think I need to) *everyone* is using the same excuse that ff.net is holding them back. That it's keeping them a kid. Rosie... Rosie, Pinky, they both used the same excuse, except that Rosie has more restraint and self-control than anyone I know. I'm proud of her for that.
I grew up with the website. It kept me sane during my long days at school, filled in the gaps and kept me a little more level headed during my (completely self-imposed) isolation when I lived in Wye.
It's never going to be the same again. The trouble with me is that I can't just up and leave. It's like it's a part of me. And the people... you all are a part of me as well. I talk about you as though I could well be going down the put to see you all later, despite the international boundaries keeping us all apart. I know that sounds quite sad really, and I do (honest to God) have real friends as well, but... anyone know what I mean here??
Right *nods* now that that's out of the way, time for information. The best bit, right? The DATE.
I keep insisting to my parents that it's not a date. I know that they'd tike the piss. I'm not in the mood for having the piss taken out of me at the moment (anyone pick up on that?).
He met me from work. We caught the train to East-Grinstead and went to the cinema there to see Hellboy 2. The graphics and all that were awesome (and so they should be when the director of 'Pans Labyrinth' was involved). Not a lot 'happened' no kissage, nor anything like that at all, but it was still pretty awesome. I could talk to him and not feel like I had to fill in the silences. I think that was one of the things I was worried about the most. It made me feel a little better as well as I think I'm still pining to an extent for Melvin. The bastard. Probably doesn't even think of me.
Ha... maybe I should have written this when I was in a happier mood, eh?
Nevermind. There is a possibility for another date soon, but the trouble is... my days are number. As of fourteen minutes ago I have 17 days left working, and about 20 days here in my hometown. Suddenly I feel like I should be singing 'Summer Nights'.
Talk soon everyone,
I love you all, and I'm sorry for not being around as much as I would have liked.
xxxxxx
allsorts. so not in the mood for this...,
moody,
pissed,
rl