i am back home once again. i cannot say i am very happy about this though. i much rather be where i was. it never really hit me until my plane was flying in over my city. at that point, i got very, very sad, verge of tears, really. i just did not want to be there.
these past few days have been exeptional. i really cannot fathom how it all came to be. those days alone were not nearly enough. i wish we could have deleted thursday. alas, that was not an option. sadly, there was no monster trucking during my trip. i even brought the wifebeaters., however, i was in the company of the mighty buttmaster, which i suppose made up for the lack of monster truck. sigh.
i am installing final fantasy xi at the moment. d20 will be taking me under his wing and showing me the world of vana'diel. what a darling he is. i believe it is quite possible that we have ascended into new heights of our geekiness. in all honesty, i can picture us being in the same room, with two computers, playing ffxi whilst chatting inside the game.
oh yes, i am moving. it is official. bc will have me in just over a month's time. this is quite the move for me. i was very afraid to tell my mum today. i feared she would guilt trip me into staying. alas, she understands my need for personal growth and independence in another city. my father and sister both support me as well. i believe our christmas event saturday shall be quite interesting.
speaking of christmas, i am calling the whole thing off. i just don't want to participate in it. the main reason is that i have adopted a 'me first' attitude with good reason of course. i don't want to spend my money on materialistic possessions for people that i rarely see when i could apply that money towards something of greater importance, my move out west. yes. i will see.
*edit for a vent: i am getting pissed off. i hate childish little girls that believe the boys they toyed with 2.5 months ago deserve something for them. i hate being referred to as a suicide girl slut because they are not wanted anymore. i also hate when they start cyber stalking me and writing about me in their livejournal. i hate when so called friends gossip constantly, and feel the need to tell me of things that matter nothing to me, that i don't need to know. grow the hell up, and you, don't talk to me until you quit this shit. i have no place in my life for dramatic nonsense.
current mood: disconsolate.
current soung: meowing kitties.
these past few days have been exeptional. i really cannot fathom how it all came to be. those days alone were not nearly enough. i wish we could have deleted thursday. alas, that was not an option. sadly, there was no monster trucking during my trip. i even brought the wifebeaters., however, i was in the company of the mighty buttmaster, which i suppose made up for the lack of monster truck. sigh.
i am installing final fantasy xi at the moment. d20 will be taking me under his wing and showing me the world of vana'diel. what a darling he is. i believe it is quite possible that we have ascended into new heights of our geekiness. in all honesty, i can picture us being in the same room, with two computers, playing ffxi whilst chatting inside the game.
oh yes, i am moving. it is official. bc will have me in just over a month's time. this is quite the move for me. i was very afraid to tell my mum today. i feared she would guilt trip me into staying. alas, she understands my need for personal growth and independence in another city. my father and sister both support me as well. i believe our christmas event saturday shall be quite interesting.
speaking of christmas, i am calling the whole thing off. i just don't want to participate in it. the main reason is that i have adopted a 'me first' attitude with good reason of course. i don't want to spend my money on materialistic possessions for people that i rarely see when i could apply that money towards something of greater importance, my move out west. yes. i will see.
*edit for a vent: i am getting pissed off. i hate childish little girls that believe the boys they toyed with 2.5 months ago deserve something for them. i hate being referred to as a suicide girl slut because they are not wanted anymore. i also hate when they start cyber stalking me and writing about me in their livejournal. i hate when so called friends gossip constantly, and feel the need to tell me of things that matter nothing to me, that i don't need to know. grow the hell up, and you, don't talk to me until you quit this shit. i have no place in my life for dramatic nonsense.
current mood: disconsolate.
current soung: meowing kitties.
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i hope all works out for you in BC
V has the pics up on the web for you
as for the coocoo internet stalker,
no worries, you are a tough cookie and could kick the shit out of her
or i could do it for you.
kisses
and IM sometime,
i want all the DETAILS!!
well, to be honest i can think of one thing: i still haven't figured out how to write a makeout macro in FFXI. maybe you should come here after all...