Sep 12, 2005 11:49
Ok, I'm not complaining or anything but EVERYTHING IS SHIT.
Of course I only have myself to blame.
So, what's the story in Balamory?
My mum took me for an interview today as I'm moving into that damn hostel.
Here are the rules.....
1)12pm curfew from sun-thurs
2)You may sleep out at someones house 2 nights a week
3)If you exceed these 2 nights they pack your stuff and chuck you out
4)NO DRUGS!!!!
5)You have to do you chores or you get punished, not let out etc
6)2am curfew on fri and sat
7)If you are found violently vomiting after nights out then you're considered to have an alcohol problem and must see the hostel counsellor at once and your alcohol is banned
8)If you get kicked out for not playing by the rules, the only alternative is a weird homeless shelter in wigan "AND DON'T THINK I'M JOKING MISS DAWSON, I'M TELLING IT LIKE IT IS"
Meh....I should be moved in within 2 weeks. Fun and games.
Everyone still hates me and Sam doesn't want anything to do with me either. However I care not as I suspect sleep deprivation has loosened a few screws in ma head...."what's that mister finger-puppet?oh we musn't!who'd clean up all the mess?!!!"
Hope Chard received his gift by now, I'm getting worried and it cost like a million pound to send because it's heavy. I even wrote a poem to the mail people on the package to ensure speedy delivery.
BASTARDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I miss civilisation.
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yes i am mad
why the kisses?
i hate boys
i hate girls more
bad grammar is like a bad itch
i need a fag
i need to sleep
please someone reply to this post as i swear i don't ACTUALLY have mates anymore?