Wednesday Apr 04, 2007

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Goddamn it, I thought I actually did a post.
Oh well
Things aren't going so well, kids.
My mom's in a bad way, and more or less, I may have to give up school for a little while to take care of her. My brother and my dad are kind of in their own little world, and hopefully if they see me out of school and being ber bitch, they'll actually get their ass in gear.
... Didn't work LAST time my mom had a major surgery, in fact I ended up sleeping at my then boyfriend's place all the time just so I didn't kill either of them.
I know my mom would want me to keep in school, and it makes me happy to be here, but someone has to step up and be an adult. frown

That, and I'm really tired of dating. Seriously.
But at least I have my girlfriend.


She's beautiful in her own way.
quintin:
Being the adult has it's rewards. I am sorry that it comes with a sacrifice. It's better than *my* reason for dropping out of art school - I just wanted a job and to get away from my parents.
not_jon:
Oh dear things do not sound fun in the house of Coos. I could attempt to make a meaningful statement that would show understanding and sensitivity in regard to your current situation. But we both know I am not that type of person, so instead I will take advantage of your comment section to aimlessly store a collection of words.

I have been dating this girl for the last couple of weeks (I won't name, names as I am sure she would wish to remain anonymous). Anyhow yesterday I went to a BBQ with her and her good friends. Her friends being female started talking about dresses and hand bags and other such alien and scary items a lot. So rather than attempt to deal with such a conversation I pretended to be asleep and did a rather good job at it as I actually manage to fall asleep. When I was awoken I discovered that the right side of my face was a lobster red with sun burn while the other side of my face was its normal pasty white colour. I look, to be totally frank fucking stupid. This would normally be a disaster but it seems my infliction has a strange effect of endearing the people I meet to me. I will admit that every encounter does start off with a certain amount of laughing at my expense but once the laughter subsides to an infrequent snigger I have made a new friend. Last night was the best night out in years, I met all these great people (I even had some girls ((and a bloke)) ask my mates if I was single) and had a great time all because of the endearing effect of my ridiculous looking face. I also got a free coffee this morning! I guess you could take the moral of the story to be that even seemingly bad things can sometimes turn out to be good for you. However this is not a story, this is simply what happened to me yesterday and I care not for tarnishing it with talk of morals.

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