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okaay...so, life... (i have a lot to write so it might come in bits and bobs n stuff)
well - the most dreadful easter holidays/lead up to easter holidays EVER. michael was on holiday, my nan died, i missed many social events and got some flak about it from phil (ever the supportive one. NOT.), i had a dreadful week at work, i got no homework done...well, actually, some homework, but not much, i was the most ill ive ever been - like, seriously ill - and generally mehness. oh yeh, i was totally broke the whole time. which again, phil didnt believe. jeez, what is his fucking problme?
the above is in no particular order by the way.
social events - being invited places then not going because my nana died and i kinda felt shit (duh) unfortunately people began to think i was faking it to get out of coming out. its like hello?! im not in the mood quite frankly!! so yeh. went to the pub last-last weds, that was a disaster, i had to go home early coz i felt so rubbish. last tues managed easily to go out for bbq on norbury park...so hopefully willl be ok now...
michael wasnt around for first holiday week, so in general that just sucked. managed to get some homework done though...some being the operative word there...
nana - well that was a big bollocky bollock. made me feel awful for most of the holiday. just when i wasgetting over it i had to go to the funeral and wake. worse, with loadsa poeple i dont know, worse still, during my week of work. moo. my nana :( she was cool, i loved her lots and now shes never going to come over on sunday again... :(
and on friday omg ive never been so ill in my life. even my dad (and you know what dads arel ike) was all "omg youre SERIOUSLY ill" i dont remember much...i was delirious. i was throwing up continously for about 9 hours (no, i didnt think that was possible either, but there you go.) afterwards some free colonic irrogation. nice. still ill today (monday) still not eating properly, still have sore stomach...havnt seen anyone for 4 days now...meh.
work - bah, dont mention it. i got bitten SO MANY TIMES. god. there are some small marks and one fucking impressive bruise where an incredibly large and forceful bite got me...it hurt :( i got covered in food (literally) and one of my collegues was a total tit - one of those self righteous, loud, "im so great" type of people decided to, on the day she KNEW i was going straight from work to nanas funeral decided shed fucking COVER me in shaving foam clothes arms hair up nose in ears in mouth in eyes (ow) on face in general...i could have fucking killed her. i was like "okay, i have TO GO TO A FUNERAL NOW FUCKWIT!" stupid fucking ucnting shitting AAAAAARGH.
i especially didnt like it when she managed to get it in my mouth and nose at the same time because i cldnt actually breathe. which was, funnily enough, a bit scary. duh.
ok.....sooo......good stuff in life - michael :)
michael and i love each other...michael wants to come and see me every other weekend at uni....(btw michael - get a student railcard!) which is so so SO good because i wld probably die without him. my "loft apartment" will be ready by then (finish date - june sometime) so he can come and stay up there with me at the weekends, itll be like..our house! ..ive just chosen all the stuff for my bathroom actually, including BLACK tiles *drools* so gorgeous!
anyway...michael...yeh :) michael keeps me happy...but i dont htink any of my friends understand quite how much he means to me...hence phil getting all ratty..and others probably talking about me behind my back, or whatever they do. thank god for olivia shiva mary holley amy and co!
thats another thing - laura. laura fucking laura. prize bully. i walk in the room, shes mean to me, i open my mouth, shes mean to me. whatever i do, even if its not directed at her, shell add some nasty little comment in, tell me im stupid, to shut up, im ugly, no-one cares, fuck off...any of those and more. shed always used to say to me "sarah, whatever i say, i always love you lots" bullshit, i can barely stand to be around her now - why shld i take all that rubbish? she revels in making other people laugh at me, making me feel crap.
WHY does she do it?!! why why why?! i have actually 100% truthfully done nothing to her - i cld understand if i was mean to her - but im not!
example - like last month or something me her and em were walking home - shed just run and joined us, she said what were you tlakin bout we said "how youre mean!" (jovial light-heartedness) she was like oh hehe....then it carried on like that and got to emily saying why are you so mean to sarah? and not to anyone else?
laura looked at us and was like "what?! other people think im mean?!" we were like "well yeh, because you are".laura then said "well i know that, but i dont want people going around thinking it"
WHAT?!! argh! she knows shes doing it, she knows its wrong, but she doesnt want other people to think shes mean?! WELL DONT FUCKING DO IT THEN!! jeeeezus.
i dont know why that popped into my head coz i havnt seen laura for a while. maybe ill stick knitting needles and scissors in her eyes next textiles lesson. meh.
ok...calm..happy htoughts......michael.....
hhehehe.michael :) me luffs michael
well - the most dreadful easter holidays/lead up to easter holidays EVER. michael was on holiday, my nan died, i missed many social events and got some flak about it from phil (ever the supportive one. NOT.), i had a dreadful week at work, i got no homework done...well, actually, some homework, but not much, i was the most ill ive ever been - like, seriously ill - and generally mehness. oh yeh, i was totally broke the whole time. which again, phil didnt believe. jeez, what is his fucking problme?
the above is in no particular order by the way.
social events - being invited places then not going because my nana died and i kinda felt shit (duh) unfortunately people began to think i was faking it to get out of coming out. its like hello?! im not in the mood quite frankly!! so yeh. went to the pub last-last weds, that was a disaster, i had to go home early coz i felt so rubbish. last tues managed easily to go out for bbq on norbury park...so hopefully willl be ok now...
michael wasnt around for first holiday week, so in general that just sucked. managed to get some homework done though...some being the operative word there...
nana - well that was a big bollocky bollock. made me feel awful for most of the holiday. just when i wasgetting over it i had to go to the funeral and wake. worse, with loadsa poeple i dont know, worse still, during my week of work. moo. my nana :( she was cool, i loved her lots and now shes never going to come over on sunday again... :(
and on friday omg ive never been so ill in my life. even my dad (and you know what dads arel ike) was all "omg youre SERIOUSLY ill" i dont remember much...i was delirious. i was throwing up continously for about 9 hours (no, i didnt think that was possible either, but there you go.) afterwards some free colonic irrogation. nice. still ill today (monday) still not eating properly, still have sore stomach...havnt seen anyone for 4 days now...meh.
work - bah, dont mention it. i got bitten SO MANY TIMES. god. there are some small marks and one fucking impressive bruise where an incredibly large and forceful bite got me...it hurt :( i got covered in food (literally) and one of my collegues was a total tit - one of those self righteous, loud, "im so great" type of people decided to, on the day she KNEW i was going straight from work to nanas funeral decided shed fucking COVER me in shaving foam clothes arms hair up nose in ears in mouth in eyes (ow) on face in general...i could have fucking killed her. i was like "okay, i have TO GO TO A FUNERAL NOW FUCKWIT!" stupid fucking ucnting shitting AAAAAARGH.
i especially didnt like it when she managed to get it in my mouth and nose at the same time because i cldnt actually breathe. which was, funnily enough, a bit scary. duh.
ok.....sooo......good stuff in life - michael :)
michael and i love each other...michael wants to come and see me every other weekend at uni....(btw michael - get a student railcard!) which is so so SO good because i wld probably die without him. my "loft apartment" will be ready by then (finish date - june sometime) so he can come and stay up there with me at the weekends, itll be like..our house! ..ive just chosen all the stuff for my bathroom actually, including BLACK tiles *drools* so gorgeous!
anyway...michael...yeh :) michael keeps me happy...but i dont htink any of my friends understand quite how much he means to me...hence phil getting all ratty..and others probably talking about me behind my back, or whatever they do. thank god for olivia shiva mary holley amy and co!
thats another thing - laura. laura fucking laura. prize bully. i walk in the room, shes mean to me, i open my mouth, shes mean to me. whatever i do, even if its not directed at her, shell add some nasty little comment in, tell me im stupid, to shut up, im ugly, no-one cares, fuck off...any of those and more. shed always used to say to me "sarah, whatever i say, i always love you lots" bullshit, i can barely stand to be around her now - why shld i take all that rubbish? she revels in making other people laugh at me, making me feel crap.
WHY does she do it?!! why why why?! i have actually 100% truthfully done nothing to her - i cld understand if i was mean to her - but im not!
example - like last month or something me her and em were walking home - shed just run and joined us, she said what were you tlakin bout we said "how youre mean!" (jovial light-heartedness) she was like oh hehe....then it carried on like that and got to emily saying why are you so mean to sarah? and not to anyone else?
laura looked at us and was like "what?! other people think im mean?!" we were like "well yeh, because you are".laura then said "well i know that, but i dont want people going around thinking it"
WHAT?!! argh! she knows shes doing it, she knows its wrong, but she doesnt want other people to think shes mean?! WELL DONT FUCKING DO IT THEN!! jeeeezus.
i dont know why that popped into my head coz i havnt seen laura for a while. maybe ill stick knitting needles and scissors in her eyes next textiles lesson. meh.
ok...calm..happy htoughts......michael.....
hhehehe.michael :) me luffs michael