*incomplete*
What I did while I was suspended.
By Krystal.
Saturday, 17 June.
Woke up and logged into VF to find this message: Your Account Has Been Suspended
For: promoting bombing of another user
Until Jun 21, 2006
Gahhh how annoying! It's times like these I wish I had bothered to make friends on myspace or gaia or something else, lol.
Few hours later I got a phone call telling me to go next door as my drugs have arrived, i'm now high as a bitch so I don't care so much.
Sunday, 18 June.
Haven't been to sleep yet, I've been drinking.. then I got the munchies so i'm having crumpets with vegemite on them.. I had some cheezels before.. they tasted fucking awesome..
I realised today that I don't like anyone that I know online.. it's like they've gone out of their way to piss me off, can't say it's a menstrual thing, I just finished that.I feel like I want to .. kill them, for annoying me with their retarded bullshit. You know.. it's ok for them to moan and whine and complain, and i'm expected to sit there and do what? Say "I'm sorry" over and over again? And what about when I have a problem? Does it get taken seriously? Does anyone even listen to what I have to say? No. I get "lol" and "aww". People then have the nerve to get mad at me when I block them. god... I do try to listen.. but seriously, honestly, can you be depressed every fucking day like you claim to be? You can fuck right off, all of you. All you do is take take take. Serves me right for becoming friends with a bunch of children I guess.
Gary's right, I need a break from the internet.
Really, who am I even talking to here?
I seem to be forgetting that this diary is for VF, which means that it can't be longer than a paragraph, and it can't have any sort of real sentiment, because of course it will be overlooked. You people are vultures, you make me physically sick to my stomach.
(Go on, make a comment about cheezels, or some other trivial piece of bullshit that has nothing to do with this entry, it's what i've come to expect of you all anyway.)
Well, Only on day two and this journal entry is already too long for most of you insolent little bastards to read. Night.
Tuesday, 20 June.
Not much has changed, You just proved even more solidly that I still hate you.
You're boring.
You can't do anything on your own.
You're ungrateful.
You only care about yourself, and the trivial B U L L S H I T that surrounds.
Have a nice day.
By Krystal.
Saturday, 17 June.
Woke up and logged into VF to find this message: Your Account Has Been Suspended
For: promoting bombing of another user
Until Jun 21, 2006
Gahhh how annoying! It's times like these I wish I had bothered to make friends on myspace or gaia or something else, lol.
Few hours later I got a phone call telling me to go next door as my drugs have arrived, i'm now high as a bitch so I don't care so much.
Sunday, 18 June.
Haven't been to sleep yet, I've been drinking.. then I got the munchies so i'm having crumpets with vegemite on them.. I had some cheezels before.. they tasted fucking awesome..
I realised today that I don't like anyone that I know online.. it's like they've gone out of their way to piss me off, can't say it's a menstrual thing, I just finished that.I feel like I want to .. kill them, for annoying me with their retarded bullshit. You know.. it's ok for them to moan and whine and complain, and i'm expected to sit there and do what? Say "I'm sorry" over and over again? And what about when I have a problem? Does it get taken seriously? Does anyone even listen to what I have to say? No. I get "lol" and "aww". People then have the nerve to get mad at me when I block them. god... I do try to listen.. but seriously, honestly, can you be depressed every fucking day like you claim to be? You can fuck right off, all of you. All you do is take take take. Serves me right for becoming friends with a bunch of children I guess.
Gary's right, I need a break from the internet.
Really, who am I even talking to here?
I seem to be forgetting that this diary is for VF, which means that it can't be longer than a paragraph, and it can't have any sort of real sentiment, because of course it will be overlooked. You people are vultures, you make me physically sick to my stomach.
(Go on, make a comment about cheezels, or some other trivial piece of bullshit that has nothing to do with this entry, it's what i've come to expect of you all anyway.)
Well, Only on day two and this journal entry is already too long for most of you insolent little bastards to read. Night.
Tuesday, 20 June.
Not much has changed, You just proved even more solidly that I still hate you.
You're boring.
You can't do anything on your own.
You're ungrateful.
You only care about yourself, and the trivial B U L L S H I T that surrounds.
Have a nice day.