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Just when you think you're done crying, more tears come in waves.
It wasn't over my mom's cat, though. Well, okay, when I first petted her I broke down because I thought about the last time I got to pet KitKit...

I've been better still, but... I'm okay. I got more out, and CoCo was actually a little comforting to be around.
 
caffeinated_wench said:
Just when you think you're done crying, more tears come in waves.
It wasn't over my mom's cat, though. Well, okay, when I first petted her I broke down because I thought about the last time I got to pet KitKit...

I've been better still, but... I'm okay. I got more out, and CoCo was actually a little comforting to be around.
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Today after church, I went to see a play called Crumbs from the Table of Joy. Rather entertaining it was.
 
caffeinated_wench said:
Just when you think you're done crying, more tears come in waves.
It wasn't over my mom's cat, though. Well, okay, when I first petted her I broke down because I thought about the last time I got to pet KitKit...

I've been better still, but... I'm okay. I got more out, and CoCo was actually a little comforting to be around.
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Scratch this. I'm not okay all over again. I'm fine while I'm staring at a screen or distracting myself in some other way, but the moment I look around I realize I'm alone again.
She's with my other babies now, so... at least she's not alone. I just wish she was here with me again. I wanna hug her and hear her meows so badly. I wanna look up and see her lying lazily on my bed or at my feet. This emptiness is killing me.
 
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeell...... I got another raise today at work so that makes me reeeeeeeeeeeally happy.
 
Eh, I'm only doing so-so.

At least tomorrow is Christian Love Day.
 
It's really, really hard not to try and slip stuff that only you like onto the list for music at a trade show booth. Or stuff that'll be funny.

I really want to try and sneak "Revolution" by Bang Camaro in there.
 
I feel better about catching up a little bit on my overdue ConceptArt.org activity. Really wish I stuck with accounts and projects from years past, but I *did* have some major problems at the time, so couldawouldashouldas don't really apply there I guess.

Got more markers, and am going to tinker more. I should do more lolcow fanart, that's always fun.

Since I'm trying new things, my art's gotten super shitty but at least I'm working on things I'm no good at.
 
Out of ICU and home where I can annoy people with my computer and stuff. Yay me.
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You know what really pissed me off yesterday? It's a long an pretty pointless story but still.
Basically put we're getting evicted in 3 weeks and the agency is coming round today to assess the flat.

Do you want to know what happened yesterday?
The roommate and I have been hiding ourselves away so we can sort all this stuff out, but yesterday we were like "okay, we've not spoken to any of our friends in like over a week we should probably go see them and say hi." Time had made us forget why we don't see these people often :lol:

We turned up at our mates house at 11am and everyone was there which was awesome; they had just started drinking, chill Sunday with a couple beers, bliss.

The house we were at is like a half-way-house for foster kids between 16 and 18 so they have kinda strict rules. They had limitations on how long non-residents can stay there so after Tony asked us to leave we all happily went home. Brilliant. Nice chill day with no problems. We invited our friend jake (he's not a foster kid his parents just look after a lot of foster kids) back to ours, he was like "yeah I'll be round in half hour"

Cool, fine. What happens when he turned up? We heard him come in through the door, walk into the bathroom, then a very loud crashing noise. He had managed to completely destroy a shower door and one of the panels. We came out like "what the fuck jake?!" And he was like "oh shit, I'm going home now."

He was there less than 5 minutes and he totalled the bathroom entirely. I'd like to make the point that that was the only working bathroom, and hes totally cost us a £600 deposit. My admittedly... Weird roommate also managed to fuck his hand on the shards (I told him picking up broken glass with your bare hands wasn't a great idea :roll: ).

Now, its 3 hours until the agency turn up and we have no idea what the fuck to do. Doubled with the fact we've also got to clean up the last time jake went mental on the house, he'd fucked it up so badly we just locked the door of the front room and stopped using it. To be fair we've been cleaning for a good 3-4 hours so most of it's done now.

This is why I don't fucking interact with people, they just break my shit.
 
Melchett said:
You know what really pissed me off yesterday? It's a long an pretty pointless story but still.
Basically put we're getting evicted in 3 weeks and the agency is coming round today to assess the flat.

Do you want to know what happened yesterday?
The roommate and I have been hiding ourselves away so we can sort all this stuff out, but yesterday we were like "okay, we've not spoken to any of our friends in like over a week we should probably go see them and say hi." Time had made us forget why we don't see these people often :lol:

We turned up at our mates house at 11am and everyone was there which was awesome; they had just started drinking, chill Sunday with a couple beers, bliss.

The house we were at is like a half-way-house for foster kids between 16 and 18 so they have kinda strict rules. They had limitations on how long non-residents can stay there so after Tony asked us to leave we all happily went home. Brilliant. Nice chill day with no problems. We invited our friend jake (he's not a foster kid his parents just look after a lot of foster kids) back to ours, he was like "yeah I'll be round in half hour"

Cool, fine. What happens when he turned up? We heard him come in through the door, walk into the bathroom, then a very loud crashing noise. He had managed to completely destroy a shower door and one of the panels. We came out like "what the fuck jake?!" And he was like "oh shit, I'm going home now."

He was there less than 5 minutes and he totalled the bathroom entirely. I'd like to make the point that that was the only working bathroom, and hes totally cost us a £600 deposit. My admittedly... Weird roommate also managed to fuck his hand on the shards (I told him picking up broken glass with your bare MANOS wasn't a great idea :roll: ).

Now, its 3 hours until the agency turn up and we have no idea what the fuck to do. Doubled with the fact we've also got to clean up the last time jake went mental on the house, he'd fucked it up so badly we just locked the door of the front room and stopped using it. To be fair we've been cleaning for a good 3-4 hours so most of it's done now.

This is why I don't fucking interact with people, they just break my shit.
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Tell him to pay you £600!
 
I woke up a half hour earlier then I normally do. Guess my brain knows it's Christian love day.
 
Melchett said:
You know what really pissed me off yesterday? It's a long an pretty pointless story but still.
Basically put we're getting evicted in 3 weeks and the agency is coming round today to assess the flat.

Do you want to know what happened yesterday?
The roommate and I have been hiding ourselves away so we can sort all this stuff out, but yesterday we were like "okay, we've not spoken to any of our friends in like over a week we should probably go see them and say hi." Time had made us forget why we don't see these people often :lol:

We turned up at our mates house at 11am and everyone was there which was awesome; they had just started drinking, chill Sunday with a couple beers, bliss.

The house we were at is like a half-way-house for foster kids between 16 and 18 so they have kinda strict rules. They had limitations on how long non-residents can stay there so after Tony asked us to leave we all happily went home. Brilliant. Nice chill day with no problems. We invited our friend jake (he's not a foster kid his parents just look after a lot of foster kids) back to ours, he was like "yeah I'll be round in half hour"

Cool, fine. What happens when he turned up? We heard him come in through the door, walk into the bathroom, then a very loud crashing noise. He had managed to completely destroy a shower door and one of the panels. We came out like "what the fuck jake?!" And he was like "oh shit, I'm going home now."

He was there less than 5 minutes and he totalled the bathroom entirely. I'd like to make the point that that was the only working bathroom, and hes totally cost us a £600 deposit. My admittedly... Weird roommate also managed to fuck his hand on the shards (I told him picking up broken glass with your bare MANOS wasn't a great idea :roll: ).

Now, its 3 hours until the agency turn up and we have no idea what the fuck to do. Doubled with the fact we've also got to clean up the last time jake went mental on the house, he'd fucked it up so badly we just locked the door of the front room and stopped using it. To be fair we've been cleaning for a good 3-4 hours so most of it's done now.

This is why I don't fucking interact with people, they just break my shit.
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Dude, I'd get that 600 pounds from Jake and stop being friends with him after that. You said that this isn't the first time he did something like that?
 
Today I'll be having my second exam on Economic 101. Kinda nervous but I feel I won't fail. Other than that I might have my first quiz for my English 116 class. Hope I remember most of what I read from the novel my peers and I were assigned to read.
 
*Sperging post*

In short, I just don't know why I can't do something so simple and successful like renewing my passport without my mother thinking I "did" something wrong just because she wasn't there to hold my hand and baby me through the whole process. Add that to the fact that she made this seem like I had to do all sorts of other things and answer a bunch of questions and crap, it was all bullshit. I was out of that room within 3 minutes, the whole thing was LOADS easier than my mom made it out to be. Why can't she accept the fact that just because I was a "special child" doesn't mean I'm like that well into my adult years?
 
TrippinKahlua said:
*Sperging post*

In short, I just don't know why I can't do something so simple and successful like renewing my passport without my mother thinking I "did" something wrong just because she wasn't there to hold my hand and baby me through the whole process. Add that to the fact that she made this seem like I had to do all sorts of other things and answer a bunch of questions and crap, it was all bullshit. I was out of that room within 3 minutes, the whole thing was LOADS easier than my mom made it out to be. Why can't she accept the fact that just because I was a "special child" doesn't mean I'm like that well into my adult years?
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Don't sweat that crap.
 
I can't tell if I'm doing better today or if I'm simply too exhausted from the lack of sleep (only about 5 hours in the past 3-4 days) to feel anything.

A new kitten doesn't feel like it'd be a replacement, though. It feels more like a chance to give a little one a loving home.
 
exball said:
TrippinKahlua said:
*Sperging post*

In short, I just don't know why I can't do something so simple and successful like renewing my passport without my mother thinking I "did" something wrong just because she wasn't there to hold my hand and baby me through the whole process. Add that to the fact that she made this seem like I had to do all sorts of other things and answer a bunch of questions and crap, it was all bullshit. I was out of that room within 3 minutes, the whole thing was LOADS easier than my mom made it out to be. Why can't she accept the fact that just because I was a "special child" doesn't mean I'm like that well into my adult years?
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Don't sweat that crap.
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Yeah, it still messes me up when she makes huge deals out of nothing, I go in there expecting the same. Heck, she even told me to skip the gym because she thought I'd be late. The paper said the meeting was at 11:10, it was my turn at like 11:40. Maybe I seem like I'm disrespecting her, but this whole thing between us is ridiculous, she spent a lot of money to figure out what's wrong with me, we never did find out, but once I became like 20 or so, I simply started maturing on my own. Her and my sister just can't accept that, and they grudge me for it.
 
I'm in a really shitty mood right now. Like, near-crying upset. My science professor gave me another 80 on a lab report. Before you tell me this isn't a bad grade, I'm aiming really high this semester and put a lot of time into stuff like this. What's worse is that she took most points off for wording. Fuck her.

I know, this shouldn't be such a big deal. It's probably hormones.
 
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