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Do you ever feel like your life is like The Truman Show? The Laura Hall Show, I guess it's a bit of an arrogant way of thinking. I don't actually believe the whole world revolves around me, it's just sometimes hard to believe that all the things that have happened to me are all coincidences. Sometimes things happen just at the right time, or just at the wrong time, and I get this sense of being laughed at. I don't believe in fate at all, nor do I believe in God or any kind of supreme being or force, but I can totally understand why people do at times. If you believe that everything that happens is meant to be then it makes some things easier to accept, and I suppose it gives people hope.
A little boy at work today came up to me and said "where'd you get that mask?". I wasn't wearing a mask. I think his Dad put him up to it because he was sat behind him, sniggering. By the time the kid left though he was calling me a beautiful princess. I wish I could charm everyone so easily.
It's my Dad's birthday today and he and Mum are going bowling with some friends, and then bringing everyone home for a Chinese. Now there are some good points to this. Well, one good point: there may be left over food. The bad thing is Dad's friends are mostly complete arseholes. One of them is married to this woman called sally who is the most irritating woman on the planet. I first met her when I was in hospital and my first thought was "aren't I sufferring enough already?". She's one of those people who you can't really explain, you have to know her to understand the anger she provokes. And I don't think I'm really a very angry person. She kept promising to bring me a TV and other luxuries but never did, she'd just keep popping in to irritate me every now and then, just to be a bit nosey and get in the way. Last time she came round she decided to barge into my room without asking. I don't even know the woman. I know tonight she's going to ask me loads of really personal questions, and I'm going to make up some huge stories in preparation to see how much I can offend her. Either that or just tell her to fuck off and mind her own business, cheeky fucking cow.
Luckily I'm going to be out for most of the night; I'm going to watch Saw 2. Bet y'all can't wait for my amazing review. Apart from Simon and Rachel who have probably seen it about five times already, jammy bastards. I shouldn't watch horror films at the cinema because I get too drawn in by them and I get really scared. Last one I saw (I'm not saying what because it's embarrassing) I was shaking and felt physically sick. Didn't help that it was freezing cold but I kept thinking there was some guy in the row behind me who was about to stick a knife through my head. I do love it though.
I hope you are all well. I'm going to try and sort out AIM so I can talk to people properly! In the mean time you are allowed to email me or something, you know! Bloody bastards.
A little boy at work today came up to me and said "where'd you get that mask?". I wasn't wearing a mask. I think his Dad put him up to it because he was sat behind him, sniggering. By the time the kid left though he was calling me a beautiful princess. I wish I could charm everyone so easily.
It's my Dad's birthday today and he and Mum are going bowling with some friends, and then bringing everyone home for a Chinese. Now there are some good points to this. Well, one good point: there may be left over food. The bad thing is Dad's friends are mostly complete arseholes. One of them is married to this woman called sally who is the most irritating woman on the planet. I first met her when I was in hospital and my first thought was "aren't I sufferring enough already?". She's one of those people who you can't really explain, you have to know her to understand the anger she provokes. And I don't think I'm really a very angry person. She kept promising to bring me a TV and other luxuries but never did, she'd just keep popping in to irritate me every now and then, just to be a bit nosey and get in the way. Last time she came round she decided to barge into my room without asking. I don't even know the woman. I know tonight she's going to ask me loads of really personal questions, and I'm going to make up some huge stories in preparation to see how much I can offend her. Either that or just tell her to fuck off and mind her own business, cheeky fucking cow.
Luckily I'm going to be out for most of the night; I'm going to watch Saw 2. Bet y'all can't wait for my amazing review. Apart from Simon and Rachel who have probably seen it about five times already, jammy bastards. I shouldn't watch horror films at the cinema because I get too drawn in by them and I get really scared. Last one I saw (I'm not saying what because it's embarrassing) I was shaking and felt physically sick. Didn't help that it was freezing cold but I kept thinking there was some guy in the row behind me who was about to stick a knife through my head. I do love it though.
I hope you are all well. I'm going to try and sort out AIM so I can talk to people properly! In the mean time you are allowed to email me or something, you know! Bloody bastards.