AAAGHHH SPAZ OUT MY LIFE IS OVER OMIGOD OMIGOD OMIGOD
here are the top five reasons my life is over:
1. i went for a three mile run today, and when i got home, i was so tired i had to lie in bed and eat popcorn and read bridget jones for two hours before i had the strength to move.
2. the only reason i gained that strength to move was because the absolute most horrendous thing in the world happened: I GOT WAIT LISTED FOR POWELL HOUSE, AND THAT DUMB STUPID FUCKWITTED YET ALARMINGLY GORGEOUS HUMAN BEING WHO I REFER TO AS LURVEY GOT IN. and i did not. and he did. it's appalling.
3. i am down about a zillion brain cells, because first, mega smacked me wicked hard on the head just cuz me and ruqayyah were having a good laugh at her expense (although that laughing bit was hilarious...TRENTE UNO!!!), and then i banged my head repeatedly against the wall when i got my poho letter, and could only be stopped when moogie picked up her phone.
4. it turns out i have bushels of history homework to do that i didnt know existed, but too bad, i am too distraught to do any of it.
5. my chin has taken this moment to explode, so now i have to grow a beard to cover up all the pimplosity.
isnt it all just so....faclempting??? i am SOOOO faclempt, you wouldnt believe. faclempt faclempt faclempt!!! oh my. i think i'm going mad. mad mad mad. mad one, mad two...OMIGOD I AM DELERIOUS WITH MY GRIEF AT THIS NEWS!!!!
and really, not to rant, but i sent in my hoozit in september! that has to count for something. AND i went to other conferences in the fall, which it says on the form is a big deciding factor. do you think i did something horribly wrong? what could i have done wrong?? omigod, do the quakers hate me too???? oh lord, i am such a debacle that even the QUAKERS hate me.
i am going straight to hell. at least maybe it'll be warmer...
inconceivable72: ya know, ana, lets look at this perspectivally (and by that i mean the way i view life) - yes, it sucks we cant go to wintersong. yes, i am going to pray my little heart out to every god imaginable that we will be able to go. BUT. we can still talk to these lovely people on the phone. we will probably see a bunch of them at new years. we will at least see each other and the other dangels at new years. there are many more poho conferences to come. you dont have to worry about lurvey. i dont have to worry about snogetti. we can do something smashing that weekend that leaves poho far behind. we wont be miserable when we re-go through quaker withdrawel. AND everyone will miss us and realize how, really, they cant live without us
that may be the first sensible thing i've heard out of her mouth since...well, i dont even know when.
1. i went for a three mile run today, and when i got home, i was so tired i had to lie in bed and eat popcorn and read bridget jones for two hours before i had the strength to move.
2. the only reason i gained that strength to move was because the absolute most horrendous thing in the world happened: I GOT WAIT LISTED FOR POWELL HOUSE, AND THAT DUMB STUPID FUCKWITTED YET ALARMINGLY GORGEOUS HUMAN BEING WHO I REFER TO AS LURVEY GOT IN. and i did not. and he did. it's appalling.
3. i am down about a zillion brain cells, because first, mega smacked me wicked hard on the head just cuz me and ruqayyah were having a good laugh at her expense (although that laughing bit was hilarious...TRENTE UNO!!!), and then i banged my head repeatedly against the wall when i got my poho letter, and could only be stopped when moogie picked up her phone.
4. it turns out i have bushels of history homework to do that i didnt know existed, but too bad, i am too distraught to do any of it.
5. my chin has taken this moment to explode, so now i have to grow a beard to cover up all the pimplosity.
isnt it all just so....faclempting??? i am SOOOO faclempt, you wouldnt believe. faclempt faclempt faclempt!!! oh my. i think i'm going mad. mad mad mad. mad one, mad two...OMIGOD I AM DELERIOUS WITH MY GRIEF AT THIS NEWS!!!!
and really, not to rant, but i sent in my hoozit in september! that has to count for something. AND i went to other conferences in the fall, which it says on the form is a big deciding factor. do you think i did something horribly wrong? what could i have done wrong?? omigod, do the quakers hate me too???? oh lord, i am such a debacle that even the QUAKERS hate me.
i am going straight to hell. at least maybe it'll be warmer...
inconceivable72: ya know, ana, lets look at this perspectivally (and by that i mean the way i view life) - yes, it sucks we cant go to wintersong. yes, i am going to pray my little heart out to every god imaginable that we will be able to go. BUT. we can still talk to these lovely people on the phone. we will probably see a bunch of them at new years. we will at least see each other and the other dangels at new years. there are many more poho conferences to come. you dont have to worry about lurvey. i dont have to worry about snogetti. we can do something smashing that weekend that leaves poho far behind. we wont be miserable when we re-go through quaker withdrawel. AND everyone will miss us and realize how, really, they cant live without us
that may be the first sensible thing i've heard out of her mouth since...well, i dont even know when.