I met them once at the weekend. They have since added me and at least three of my friends on facebook, me on MSN and now keep ending every conversation I have with them with the words "I love you" followed by several kissing smilies. Oh, and put a comment on my friends page about how cute I am before swiftly deleting it when he told them that I'd seen it and laughed.
Wow...I don't even know what to say. That's awful. Have you deleted her from your facebook and from MSN? Or even confronted her about this?
Well, no. Mainly because I'm not sure if I'm overreacting. ... Lav, I thought we weren't talking about that here.
Well it doesn't sound like your overreacting. I don't know, but that's pretty odd. I'd be irritated, mainly because it's enormously hard for me to say 'I love you' to anyone.
I got a call from Carol...the treasurer at the church. I think she called to in part check up on me and say how worried she is and all that...in part to say she was sorry because she knew as of Wednesday that I was going to be fired and legally couldn't say anything. Got me crying again.
I'm a little sad today. Why? Not real reason other than a bit of separation anxiety. Amity starts school for the first time today and like a normal parent that lives for their children, I'm not ready to let her grow up just yet and become a big girl. I want her to stay my baby girl forever. It's sad seeing your kids go to school for the first time. I know she will love it though and do well, but... my baby girl is growing up too quickly.
That's why I ended up with a bunch of kids...all 3-4 years apart. Every time my wife's "baby" reached that independent stage, she got real...uhhh...happy to see me. I didn't object, duh. Soon thereafter, it was, "Honey, guess what!" That's why the oldest is almost 40, the youngest barely 25 and the others spread evenly between. Oh well, nobody ever accused me of being a Mensa member.
Got an open mic night with the Writers' Soc this evening. Not happy about it as my piece is something experimental that went a bit wrong, and I hate speaking in front of a crowd like this (odd, as I've played football in front of almost 1,000 and loved it). Not stopping people coming along if they're from Newcastle and fancy some free entertainment, though. Head of Steam, opposite the train station. I'll be the one talking about artificial intelligence and the Terminator.
That happened with my Gamecube controller once. Had to buy a new one. Bad doggy! Cords are not for you!
I don't know why, but I've woken up and feeling really sad today. *sigh* I just feel like staying in bed all day and crying.
Oh...Sherie, I am so sorry, Sweetie. I hate those days, just know, the sun will shine again. In the mean time, try and do something that truly makes you happy. I know it's hard when you are feeling this way but sometimes it does help. I have been there, and I am here if you need to chat. Hugs to you, my friend. *Chimmy Hug* One more thing...If I lived close by, I would come over and make you a warm cup of tea or coffee and I would share a tear with you.
It's a possible sign of depression, or at least a depressive state. Your best bet is to get up to even do anything at all, since that's the best way to combat it. I know you'd rather just stay in bed, but do try to get up and do something. Here's to hoping you feel better soon.
Said it before, say it again. Drugs are for idiots. Alcohol included. Bastards around the neighborhood lounging about like they AREN'T piles of ****; they disgust me. You're out of high school, boys and girls, either grow up, get killed or at least stop harassing useful members of society.
I'd very much like to go downstairs and shove my obnoxious neighbors head through one of those drums she's so fond of. Instead I think I'll look at pictures of baby pandas and think happy thoughts. Happy thoughts.