Ah, I wondered where they were. I'm good, just starting to wonder about a noise a couple of doors up the road. It's most likely a party with fifty drunken middle-aged women singing 'Ring of Fire'.
I loved doing that to my brother, just to tick him off, plus if i asked he always said no, so why ask. Hehe. I was a mean sister.
I'm alright. Reading the backs of all the books I own and have yet to read to decide which one I want to read next. I can't make up my mind!
Just Okie, wow you need to find somemore emotion. @dante- Go join the party. I bet it would be fun. Older women hoard over a yound man. lol
If I told you how I really felt. In most cases people just label me emo. Put on a puppet's smile and I'm okie.
Screw the lables and say what you feel. People shouldn't lable emo, if you are having a bad day, or been hurt... awe nevermind, you get the idea.
I think I'm a cynic for the most part. I'm very disillusioned from this world. And it looks almost as if I am just this person watching other people in a snow globe. Because I don't want people to see that and I don't want people to think that I am not of that globe I pretend to be someone else. Edit: @Lav: That's a yuck style. I like being as profressional as I can.
Indeed. One would be effectively labeling themself by presenting themself in such an...irritating way.
Good day: When I feel like I have been played by someone whom I really enjoyed and liked. When family keeps spitting at me about how horrible my job choices are. When I'm always punished for things I haven't done and the other person slips away. [my cousin has done several things this week.]
@leaka- that is not a good day that would be a bad day. and who played you. who or what did your cousin do, and why in the heck would your parents say that. wow. i am sorry, at least you still have your girlfriend.
No. Cause gf called me and told me she didn't want to go out with any more. But I didn't do anything, she told me she heard something from one of her friends about me. Then I have my ex boyfriend calling me telling me I was worth twenty bucks. My cousin broke my mom's favorite cup, he blamed it on me, but mother knows I wouldn't touch the cup. Then cousin messed with a wire of my dad's computer when cousin tried to restart it after it crashed. Cousin told my dad that I was touching dad's computer without permission. But I hadn't. My parents don't say it, but my aunts do. They call me a piece of trash in this family sometimes. They don't like me.
well, that is one really bad week, if it makes you feel any better, i destroyed a freindship in one afternoon
I was really stupid, read into something that wasn't there and bam, screwed it up. I am actually sad about it too. I won't be able to fix this, so I guess I have to count my loss and cry for today and go on.