So generally, I would get all upset about this and freak out over the fact that nothing I’ve done has helped.
But with you two, I just want to smack you. Quit fighting over stupid things you know aren’t even remotely true. I really wish I could just smack some sense into you.
You jerks, you make me regret being who I try to be, that’s awful.
It’s worse when you want to go to your family for some support, they’re equally as bad as the jerks that caused you to leave in the first place. Now I’m really alone. As a shallow consolation I ate the last of my Cadbury eggs. Eating makes me feel fat. Jerks.
Edit: Let it be known that I am probably not talking about any of you. This is a completely different story from nearly everything I’ve whined about before. Some people are probably going to think it’s about them (and already have actually), but please don’t think that way. I’d be better off just deleting this, but I’d prefer to not delete memories.
Let’s pretend we’re friends and take that one from the top, shall we? I lurve it, but now, make me hate it.
Everyone together now– once more, with feeling.
There’s nothing I love more than witty, often forbidden dialogue late at night (or as in today, early in the morning.) For those of you who stayed up to talk to me, I think I grew a bit, and I thank you. For those of you who didn’t, I still lurve you.
Today is a new day, who wants to share an adventure with me?
I went to Lize’s party for a bit tonight. That was fun, we watched my inspirational move: October Sky. I’ve been meaning to watch it and tonight made it better. I met two really nice girls (that I actually already knew, but yea) and had fun talking with my old[ish] friends. I got a lot of really good pictures too– I am going to have to carry my camera around more often! Yea, happy birthday to Lize!
After much contemplation and reflection, I realized I am a fucking moron. I spent hours trying to fix the “cookie issue” only to find out that it was fixed already! The behavior of the program was exactly as desired, I was just too stuck in fixing it to realize that. The only thing now is that it requires a page reload to get the defined information, but really, how many comments do you make on one post? And even if you do decide to love me, would a reload kill you? Yes it would, I’ll fix that soon. It should actually be pretty easy, just set the form contents to the previous entered data, or something.
That done (or mostly done– I have a sudden urge to finish it, but I need something to keep me busy tomorrow) I decided on the sole thing I would have on an island for all those ridiculous quizzes and what not (I had no idea there are two z’s in there, amazing.) I would take my best friend, if and when I find him (note, I don’t say her because according to Harry and Sally, men and women can’t be friends.)
The one thing I want above all things is someone I can really and truly love and trust. I don’t want a relationship based in lust, I want something real. I can count on one hand how many people I really trust. I’m not talking about the kind I trust to not punch me in the eye, or steal my money. I’m instead talking about the kind of person that I will always be able to depend on the never hurt me, no matter what happens. I just don’t have anyone like that. According to Natie, it’s all to do with chemistry. I guess I just have no chemicals. Or, if I want to be a little more optimistic, I have no compatible chemicals.