The Not Happy Thread

I wouldn't seriously suggest being mean back, Dante. It's nothing less than she deserves mind.

If you ask me, I'd say just untag yourself and don't give her the satisfaction of bugging you. If she says anything to your face, tell her what a sad case she is and move on.

 

Blimey, I seem to have started an argument.

I'm not unhappy for me, as I said. I'm annoyed at her getting at Rachel. I will be having words, but even if I don't it's not an issue. I know that I'm well-respected around uni - as is Rachel - and that she isn't. I know most people will see it as a petty and spiteful and that it'll just show her up. I know I can take the moral high ground on the issue (it sounds so good does that). I don't see it as bullying, I just see it as an attempt to belittle that just pissed me off.

 

EDIT: Whatever. The Spartiates were right: infant euthanasia is a warranted practice.

If you think I'm serious, then maybe I should be.

 

Awesome comeback.

I'm attempting to clean my place up and it is like tackling a giant, tentacled monster with dustbunny appendages. I"m taking breaks every 5 minutes to come post on WF. I clean rarely....

 

I have now been sick for 5 days with very little improvement...

 

The cats keep using my books as floor mats.

 

Aw cute.

I found moldy tuna in my fridge while cleaning...not sure how that happens.

 

Doesn't mean it couldn't exist, though.

 

You know, sometimes....sometimes I think i'm mentally challenged and people just aren't telling me.

 

No one with a Chekhov quote as their sig could be mentally challenged. That's just science.

 

Just did something to my knee... not sure what, but I can't keep my leg straight. That also means no walking. Very funny.

 

First attempt at lemon drizzle cake today, and I overcook it. Also, I think I should've put a bit more flour in... And I couldn't transfer it from the tin to the place very well so it ended up being chunks of messy cake on my plate... It tastes good though. I doubt my housemates will dare to try it, but at least I get to enjoy it. Just wish it turned out better.

And I want to be productive today, but I just can't get in the mood to which is annoying.

 

Haha this is a plus -- more for you

 

Haha, I guess so.

 

Just pretend you have lemon crumble cake.

 

Haha, not quite a crumble cake though..
It's gooey in the middle (cooked though I think..). So crunchy on top and gooey in the middle? MAKES NO SENSE.
Tasty nonetheless.

 

It sounds like the heat was on too high I think, Eunoia. Sounds like it's burnt the outside and left the middle undeveloped?

 

Send me some of it, I want a piece.

 

I won't be able to get any studying done this weekend for my world history exam on Tuesday, which, quite frankly, I'm terrified to take.

 

Good luck!
I find cramming late at night can be quite helpful when needed.

I've finally made it past an all-nighter-invoking deadline and gotten an interview I needed...so I'm not stressing about anything...and every bit of my logic is telling me to go to the gym, but I Just Do Not Feel Like It. lol.

 

We have to write a poem for workshopping in class tomorrow.

My friend just came into my room, read her pile of crap contribution all proudly, and waited for me to say "that's nice". I then read mine and she basically said she didn't get it, as if it was just a load of crap, and that she thinks I'll have to explain it to the class.
Really nice.
It took everything within me not to say, "It might not be perfect, but with all due respect, you're thick as sh/t. You don't get most things that aren't puddle deep."

And then on facebook another friend laughed at me for my subject matter, and went on to describe his pretentious rubbish idea.

Oh, and as I'm writing this, she just said "Did you know Ralph Feinnes played Heathcliff?" and I said "Yes, I told you that weeks ago. I giggled about it." She replied "Oh, HAH, I wasn't listening."

As per f-cking usual. Absolutely no respect for me whatsoever.

 

Wow.

After a few clicks, I got onto a site that told true stories about people living with the consequences of tobacco smoking. I read two stories:

#1- A man who smoked since he was 19. He got lung cancer and died when he was 30. He left behind a young wife and son who looked to be only three.

#2- A woman who smoked until she was 21. She got throat cancer and had to have her voice box removed and now can only talk via pressing a device against her neck. Doing so makes her sound like a robot from an old sci-fi movie (and just listening to her...the robotic voice sounds creepy). She talks about how she misses the sound of her natural voice, which now exists in memory.

I feel so bad for them.

 

If someone told me that they just wern't listening, i'd headbutt them right between the eyes.

Screw them.

 

I've been getting roughly 4 hours of sleep a night this week and now I have a sore throat.

 

Got the official word on my uncle's pancreatic cancer. It has spread to the bowel...they can't cure it...6 months to a year to live. It is actually longer than I thought they would say.