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Sleep study eh? Ironic because I really didn't get any sleep. The room was just as good as I had hoped. The food looked nice but I could not be arsed with that. FLAT SCREEN.
I am officially going to the prom. Louise the cunt dropped out of organising it therefore allowing things to actually run smoothly. I gots me a ticket and am now looking for a luvverly dress. Sweet.
I still think that 99% of people are out for themselves. I think I was quite naiive to that fact. I used to try and see the best in everyone. Ok basically I was a certified door mat. Go out of my way for people. Even though it makes me quite upset that people are like this (and I'm no fucking saint) I know I can't let it get to me. I can't change whats happened in the past and I know its better to move on, don't hold grudges and be happy etc. It's just really hard to forget my mistakes.
I really wish I didn't have a conscience. I wish I didn't give a fuck about stuff. I can't forget about peoples feelings when I hurt them (which makes me wonder how people can?).
It's always other peoples fucking problems. How much hard work they're doing. How crappy everything is for them.
No one remembered I was going into hospital. It may not have been life threatening but its still a hospital.
Here I am getting angry again. Obviously I think about things to much. This started off in my mind as some sort of therapy. Now I'm just.
Fuck it. Fuck this and Fuck people man. They're all cunts.
I'm a drama queen. I'd rather be a drama queen than be a fucking robot.
Screw it. cuntshitwankbullockfuckbastard.
I am officially going to the prom. Louise the cunt dropped out of organising it therefore allowing things to actually run smoothly. I gots me a ticket and am now looking for a luvverly dress. Sweet.
I still think that 99% of people are out for themselves. I think I was quite naiive to that fact. I used to try and see the best in everyone. Ok basically I was a certified door mat. Go out of my way for people. Even though it makes me quite upset that people are like this (and I'm no fucking saint) I know I can't let it get to me. I can't change whats happened in the past and I know its better to move on, don't hold grudges and be happy etc. It's just really hard to forget my mistakes.
I really wish I didn't have a conscience. I wish I didn't give a fuck about stuff. I can't forget about peoples feelings when I hurt them (which makes me wonder how people can?).
It's always other peoples fucking problems. How much hard work they're doing. How crappy everything is for them.
No one remembered I was going into hospital. It may not have been life threatening but its still a hospital.
Here I am getting angry again. Obviously I think about things to much. This started off in my mind as some sort of therapy. Now I'm just.
Fuck it. Fuck this and Fuck people man. They're all cunts.
I'm a drama queen. I'd rather be a drama queen than be a fucking robot.
Screw it. cuntshitwankbullockfuckbastard.