I thought I had a good idea what I was waiting for. Now I'm not so sure.
Christ, these past two posts have become so generic emo I'm extremely disappointed in myself, but they appear to provoke comment which is pretty amazing. I like to write and it makes me super happy to know that people like to read this and it actually makes them think about things. Awesome. Keep it up me. And you guys! Thank you for comments! Isn't it a lovely feeling to have comments? Yes indeed.
Colleen is going to bed in ten minutes fucking hell now this is pressure, especially when my keyboard doesn't seem to be working very well. So yeah, things have changed a little I guess. I try to be happy you know, to look at life with a positive outlook, that's essentially my thing, because I hate being miserable. It leads to depression and depression leads to bad times and scars and memories that I don't wanna be reminded of. So this is why I try to stay happy! It's usually pretty easy because my friends are amazing, and my life is pretty ok too. But at the minute things aren't great. And it will come as a surprise because I lie. I say yeah I'm good, but that's only because talking about it makes me think about it, which makes me depressed. And you know the drill with that. Shit this is drifting off again. Things are gonna be ok though. Why worry about what you can't control I guess is the message (to myself.)
I am constantly reminded of the fact that I can never seem to say the right thing. I must work on that. I had to get the MS office trial again earlier because mine conveniently ran out on the day i wanted to start work on my big freakin FMP presentation. fml. But I did, and so I shall be working heavily on that tomorrow. My life is full of work that I have no idea about at the minute, which kinda sucks because one day it's all gonna be jew and I'm gonna be like 'Shit son I didn't realise this work existed.' You wait and see. I just wanna get to half term so I can sit around and maybe do stuff without this hanging over me, the whole I-never-know-if-there's-any-work-due-in-until-the-day feeling. But I hear Dave is the same too so woo. He had a bad interview at Failmouth. Unlucky Dave but I guess that's feminists for you (long story.) Mini Smarties were half price at Tesco so i bought like a thousand.
Excitement in life is good, even when it's a bad kind. So let's have some excitement please. i would like to be one of those people who just does things, I try to be you know, but sometimes i kinda suck at it. You know that advert right, the one for er ... clearasil maybe? where that greasy biker kid is like 'hey you (insert girls name) can I borrow your lipstick?' and she's like 'uuuh i am stupid' and he's like *mack* Yeah i wanna do that, but maybe in a less weird way eh? It's a good line though, fair play to the guy.
There's something wrong with me. I've had like 3 beers and my eyes are going. Fuck sake I need to man up here. This blog was totally pointless, I'll admit I just did it under pressure from Colleen, I was gonna blog but then I realised (as usual) that I didn't realllyyy have anything to say. But that doesn't matter does it because that's what blogging is all about. Which is lucky!! Mine and Steve's friend from the homeland is coming down tomorrow, which will be fun, because he's cool. Good old Rob. It's always nice when you're reminded that people haven't forgotten about you, because it's so easy to lose people if you don't try. Friendships don't just happen. You have to work at them. Eventually you find out who's worth the effort I guess.
Good luck to people with their things! I see Lavinia has a blog now. It's something alright. "I made Hannah cry by wearing shoes to college." (non-sequitur.)
I'm done with this shambles. x
RUSTY SAYS: "I drank a beer once. In fact I drank thirty-nine beers. Then I vomited on a Canadian. It was ok though because he liked bears. Did anyone ever read Camus? He's great, but he sure is pretentious. I mean I like being free as much as the next bear but come on Albert gimme a break. ROOOAAAGGH!!"
Colleen is going to bed in ten minutes fucking hell now this is pressure, especially when my keyboard doesn't seem to be working very well. So yeah, things have changed a little I guess. I try to be happy you know, to look at life with a positive outlook, that's essentially my thing, because I hate being miserable. It leads to depression and depression leads to bad times and scars and memories that I don't wanna be reminded of. So this is why I try to stay happy! It's usually pretty easy because my friends are amazing, and my life is pretty ok too. But at the minute things aren't great. And it will come as a surprise because I lie. I say yeah I'm good, but that's only because talking about it makes me think about it, which makes me depressed. And you know the drill with that. Shit this is drifting off again. Things are gonna be ok though. Why worry about what you can't control I guess is the message (to myself.)
I am constantly reminded of the fact that I can never seem to say the right thing. I must work on that. I had to get the MS office trial again earlier because mine conveniently ran out on the day i wanted to start work on my big freakin FMP presentation. fml. But I did, and so I shall be working heavily on that tomorrow. My life is full of work that I have no idea about at the minute, which kinda sucks because one day it's all gonna be jew and I'm gonna be like 'Shit son I didn't realise this work existed.' You wait and see. I just wanna get to half term so I can sit around and maybe do stuff without this hanging over me, the whole I-never-know-if-there's-any-work-due-in-until-the-day feeling. But I hear Dave is the same too so woo. He had a bad interview at Failmouth. Unlucky Dave but I guess that's feminists for you (long story.) Mini Smarties were half price at Tesco so i bought like a thousand.
Excitement in life is good, even when it's a bad kind. So let's have some excitement please. i would like to be one of those people who just does things, I try to be you know, but sometimes i kinda suck at it. You know that advert right, the one for er ... clearasil maybe? where that greasy biker kid is like 'hey you (insert girls name) can I borrow your lipstick?' and she's like 'uuuh i am stupid' and he's like *mack* Yeah i wanna do that, but maybe in a less weird way eh? It's a good line though, fair play to the guy.
There's something wrong with me. I've had like 3 beers and my eyes are going. Fuck sake I need to man up here. This blog was totally pointless, I'll admit I just did it under pressure from Colleen, I was gonna blog but then I realised (as usual) that I didn't realllyyy have anything to say. But that doesn't matter does it because that's what blogging is all about. Which is lucky!! Mine and Steve's friend from the homeland is coming down tomorrow, which will be fun, because he's cool. Good old Rob. It's always nice when you're reminded that people haven't forgotten about you, because it's so easy to lose people if you don't try. Friendships don't just happen. You have to work at them. Eventually you find out who's worth the effort I guess.
Good luck to people with their things! I see Lavinia has a blog now. It's something alright. "I made Hannah cry by wearing shoes to college." (non-sequitur.)
I'm done with this shambles. x
RUSTY SAYS: "I drank a beer once. In fact I drank thirty-nine beers. Then I vomited on a Canadian. It was ok though because he liked bears. Did anyone ever read Camus? He's great, but he sure is pretentious. I mean I like being free as much as the next bear but come on Albert gimme a break. ROOOAAAGGH!!"
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