I've had this theory for a while. Every Winter (or Summer, for some people- don't forget, I live in Australia), shit happens.
Bad shit.
So far:
- I've not received many shifts.
- I was replaced in the deli (I call racism; all the deli staff are Asian, and while I have no problem with that, I hate how they assume that because they're Asian, they're better than me)
- I forgot to take my head meds for a week. Cue massive mood swings and fits of rage
- I've put on a LOT of weight from depression (but I don't fucking EAT! Really, I don't snack at all, and I have maybe one meal a day, and most of it's RICE!)
- My parents have been fighting
- The GPU broke (no Oblivion... at least on PC. I'm going to ask Adrian if he can lend me his PS3 version)
- My dad's side of the family has almost collapsed
- My grandmother (mum's side) is in hospital
- IT'S FUCKING CANCER. AND IT TOOK THEM THIS LONG TO FIGURE IT OUT!?
- New boss
- Tim lost his tripod
- I missed Supanova
- Made Page delete my Revolution Street account because I was SICK of their shit
- Got mugged by fat chicks
- My original DS broke
- I'M broke!
- The house I wanted to start renting is off the market
- TIM WON'T ANSWER HIS FUCKING PHONE!
I'm going in to visit my grandmother later; she's going in for a '
procedure' at some point. I was going to make her something for dinner (because hospital food is SHIT) but she won't eat it.
I've had it. I'm going back to sleep for a while.
It'll be a blessing if I don't wake up.
Thanks for the
I shall stalkz you too hur hur XD
How's it going?
I see you're still modding ^^
Lemme just say that i adore your works!!
Keep it up!!
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