Most poepl do not equait me with paient, but I like to think I am about the big stuff.
EX: Having to wait through lunch lines turns me twitchy and annoyed, but getting kicked of a train because I was underaged without ID made me A: Establish that there were no more trains that day B: Call my Dad and establish that he would come pick me up from the station (the next one after I got on the train, in a resort area, perfectly safe and wellmanned, thankfully) and that HE woul be the one to call and placate my mother, and C: settle in with my laptop and write for an hour and a half. Honestly, my parents were more upset that I was.
I'm acually kind of fond of that memory, because the Anorexic Step-Beep complimented me on how compsed I was.
Not good at all, in fact.
...I'm starting to get a head-ache just trying to decipher those first few lines. Ouch.
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It says: Busy
Picture Prompts are evil
can't stop typing backwards
I need hugs, coffee, and chocolate.
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*sends you all three in liberal dosages*
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*clutches at*
Although, I did drink an actual cup of coffee, and am feeling very Zen now.
...Fuck, it's 7:30, I have a paper due tomorrow morning, and it's about a 1/4 of the way done at 2 1\2 single spaced pages.
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On the other hand, one of my RL friends just broke down and addmitted out of nowhere the characters from Saiyuki are Really Gay. \o/ /yearlongcampien
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Most poepl do not equait me with paient, but I like to think I am about the big stuff.
EX: Having to wait through lunch lines turns me twitchy and annoyed, but getting kicked of a train because I was underaged without ID made me A: Establish that there were no more trains that day B: Call my Dad and establish that he would come pick me up from the station (the next one after I got on the train, in a resort area, perfectly safe and wellmanned, thankfully) and that HE woul be the one to call and placate my mother, and C: settle in with my laptop and write for an hour and a half. Honestly, my parents were more upset that I was.
I'm acually kind of fond of that memory, because the Anorexic Step-Beep complimented me on how compsed I was.
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